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insane clown posse lyrics of ''the wraith of shangri la''
1) Walk Into The Light
2) Welcome To The Show
3) Get Ya Wicked On
4) Murder Rap
5) Birthday Bitches
6) Blaaam!!!
7) It Rains Diamonds (extra: Bitch Slap)
8) Thy Staleness
9) Hell's Forecast
10) Juggalo Homies (featuring Twiztid)
11) Ain't Yo Bidness (extra: Supervillians)
12) We Belong
13) Cotton Candy & Popsicles
14) Crossing Thy Bridge
15) The Raven's Mirror
16) The Wraith
17) The Unveiling
1) Walk Into The Light
A presense can be felt by those who have followed thy epic saga as told by thy Insane
Clown Posse. It is a presense that is synonymous with thy crumbling of time itself. Thus emerges a being so powerful that
he can exist both the land of the living, and that of the dead. He goes by many names but is known to thy living only as The
Wraith. He walks upon worlds fogotten, and descends from heavens; fade into gray to witness thy death of all mortal things,
so that he may guide thy departed upon thy path that they have chosen (Shangri-La). Here is the story of thy path to Shangri-La,
thy 6th Jokers Card. Only now will we truly understand thy meaning of thy saga, for this saga all along, each Jokers Card,
is actually none other than... thy echo of our lives.
Hurry up, show's startin'!
Thy Random Patron: I can't believe
they're still having it! I better get my butt in there right now!
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to thy sensational
and amazing.. Carnival of Carnage! They said it couldn't happen, they said it wouldn't last, but boys and girls and eveyone
we've got a carnival for that ass! Tens of thousands of freaks, sideshows, and fools, a carnival who together lives by their
own rules.
We looked into thy stars, foretold everyone: something dark and wicked this way comes (This way comes)
We told of oddities, crawling from thy dark, and a carnival which we can all belong (ALL BELONG)
I dwell upon thy
streets, and I can tell you this: I see some circus, Juggalo shit going on
People drawn together, by rare and scrubby
music, and we even gather once a year to PUT IT DOWN!
Chorus:
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals
of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular
array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right
I hold a bloddy axe, dress in hatchet red, we speak
languages people don't understand (DON'T UNDERSTAND)
I send Faygos via punted clear across a stadium in fashion only fuckin'
Juggalos could ever demand
I got ninjas in my backyard wearing Anybody Killa paint, I'm thinkin', "What the fuck is going
on?"
Then I see thy platnium on thy wall, and I realize thy Carnival's been right here all along, so let's bring it on!
Chorus:
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy
light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy
light, right
Thy crows have overlooked, we gave you all they gave, the carousel will spin on through thy night (THROUGH
THY NIGHT)
In Oz I'd be thy Wizard, 'cause I'm overwhelmed, but we just hoped thy Jokers Cards would point you to thy
light / So you'll be tight / Right
(chorus repeats)
2) Welcome To The Show
Well hello, boys and girls! Come on in, see thy show. It's the mystical, magical,
great Dark Carnival
Don't bother looking for parking, get ride of it! It ain't like you ever coming back, you fuckin'
idiot
Thy Carnival emerges only when you about to die, and right now motherfucker, you about dead in the sky
So come
and put your soul up on thy Murder-Go-Round, and we'll strap you down, and spin you into oblivion
I got a spike for your
neck with my ninja blowgun, because I be thy Juggalada Don Dada Lada Shogun
I swings my sword down and split you in two,
before you even fall, I bitch smack both of you
Welcome to our Carnival's 50,000 Juggalos, freaks and weirdoes, and killers
at our shows
I'm just glad we down with 'em - hate to be y'all
And have a Juggalo shatter my skull, for thy Carnival
Chorus:
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival. Welcome to thy show, because BITCH BOY YOU DEAD!
/
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival. Welcome to thy show, because you DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!
Thy
Ring Leader: And fuck you if you don't like it
Welcome to my exhibit, I be thy Shaggs, sit back and enjoy, relax your
nipples and nut bags.
It's only Juggalos here; you know what we about: swingin' hatchets, Faygo, and our dick in your
mouth
So they call us a circus, we expect the role. We been sayin' that it's comin' for like 10 years or so; and everywhere
that we go, from Alaska to Spain, I'm seein' Juggalos dancin in thy Faygo rain
Some of those at our shows feel a Carnival
high, I seen them jump from thy stage and float off into thy sky.
They ain't never coming back, their Carnival has been
found, and all we can do is dream about it, smoking 'em down
I got love for dead people and I hope to die. I got neden
waitin' on me up in Shangri-La.
But if you really wanna hear thy fuckin' devil's exhibit, thy shit is called HELL'S PIT
run out and get it
Thy Ring Leader: Ugh! Bitch! Thy Juggalos said...
Juggalo Chant:
When it's your time,
death is near, step right up on over here / Games, prizes, shows and rides - it's that carnival paradise
And fuck
thy fuck outta you, if you don't like it
Juggalo Chant: (Repeats)
3) Get Ya Wicked On
I punch bitches in their fake titties (He does)
I got warrants in like 8 cities
(He does)
I like to murder those provokin' (He does)
I swing quick, and leave a motherfucker's throat hangin' open
I drink thy blood of a street rat (He does)
Yo, Monox Boogie, where thy weed at? I got 18 plus speed Uh huh
With
a plus 2 dagger from thy Tomb of Horrors, D & D
We cave heads in with a brick (We do)
We fuck hotties with thy
same dick (We do)
We eat power lines and generators (We do)
One time we shut Detroit city off for like 11 hours
We
thy wickedest, believe that (We do)
Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that (Shit, he do)
We'll rip your head off, swing it
by thy hair until we get blood everywhere
Mudda fucker, getcha wicked on!
Chorus:
We know you hate who we
are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get thy WICKED ON!
JD the Weed Man with the Juggalo Crip Walk
We
know you hate who we are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get thy WICKED ON!
I'll drive a tank through
your high school (He does)
I let thy Carnival high rule (He does)
I get sick like a crime story (He does)
Motherfucker,
this thy Southwest Side ghetto territory
I can make a fist with your neck in it (He can)
I need my medication every
20 minutes (He does)
I store dead bodies all up under my house, and every night I hear 'em runnin' they mouth, gettin'
wicked on me
Day - Days on my black hearse (We do)
Clown love Juggalos first (They do)
Red and black skullcaps
everywhere, with thy fresh face paint contacts and thy Twiztid hair
We find peace at thy graveyard (We Do)
Me and
thy Wraith sit and play cards (They do)
So move out of our way, and get out of my path, or we'll saw your head in half
Motherfucker, getcha wicked on!
4) Murder Rap
Legs Diamond in thy house, and we sendin' Clown Love out to Above the Law!
When I
sit there and right thy shit for thy mic I hold, I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold
Violent J is thy name
that I go by, waking up with blood on my hands and I don't know why
You mother fuckers tryin' to get in my path, don't
be surprised when you get a shotgun up your ass
Instigators, I got out for that ass too.
I'm gonna hang you from a
street light, mangled and blue, ew!
You on my shit like a fiend on coke, but if you say thy wrong thing I'll put a slit
in your throat, so
It's not thy answer no, I'm not a dancer no, I'm not a hero, a zero, but I call myself a Juggalo
And
this is not a Demo, ICP, Above the Law, we let it GO!
Chorus:
Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER!
Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER!
Violent J, I break backs, back break with my crew, if I'm jumping
in thy pit then I'm getting loose
Cause I'm taking out people, causing bodily harm, making moves to improve thy Dark Carnival
brainstorm
I'm not inferior, not taking no shit... Last kid that tried to check me got his fuckin' neck slit
Powers
my name, thy clown be insane
And if we get to panicking
WE ALL GONNA RE-ARRANGE!
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing
thy "Triple Threat"! Thy Wraith, thy Great Milenko, and thy Ringmaster!
5) Birthday Bitches
Anybody Killa: Sit Down!
Mom Bitch Lady: Ok everybody it's clown time!
Anybody
Killa: Y'all little mother fuckers shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: Thy clown is here, everybody sit around right here.
Anybody Killa: I said shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: "Shaggy Thy Clown" has a present for everybody!
I
got your fuckin' present hanging next to my nuts
Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet, it if hits you it cuts
Don't
make me chop your head in half and smack thy side with thy check
Because I haven't had my Melorol in almost a week
Your
fuckin' mama brought me here to entertain your ass, so no matter what I'm doing I expect you to laugh
Now when you see
me do a trick and even if it isn't funny give my props, unless you want your little necks bloody
I could probably do a
cartweel of something if you move thy couch, but that aint what I'm fuckin' about
I could sew your mouth shut and pump
air in through your nose and fuckin' pop your head
But we'd get blood on our clothes
Look, I'm a wicked clown I ain't
no fuckin' superhero, ain't that big and scary, though I fly like little Ray Mysterio
I'm quick to beat down all you little
bitches right in front of your mom and if thy bitch gets heated tel her bring it on!
Chorus:
On shit it's your
birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's
your birthday!
Anybody Killa: Sit the fuck down or it's everybody birthday.... Shut thy fuck up!
On shit it's
your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Your birthday!
Violent J:
It ain't mine mutha facko!
6) Blaaam!!!
Anybody Killa: Story time, bitch! All across thy East Side...
Violent J: What? I represent
Delray! Shaggy 2 Dope: DELRAY!
Anybody Killa: So? Violent J: SOUTHWEST SIDE!
This Gypsy aunt of mine, You're thy
lucky one
She died and left behind, an anicent piece of time
I didn't know what it was, You're thy lucky one
Knuckle
deep in dust, edges played with rust
I started to get pissed, You're thy lucky one
This lamp is all I get, a worthless
piece of shit
But once I rubbed it clean, You're thy lucky one
A genie popped on the scene, brought true my every
dream
Chorus:
I was like BLAAAM! (Free hoes!)
BLAAAM! (Nyquil!)
BLAAAM! (Faygo!)
Anything I want
I
was like BLAAAM! (Sharp axe!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed)
BLAAAM! (Hot tracks!)
Everything I need
Now I'm in a
fizzle, You're the lucky wizzle
Hotties on thy nizzle, still a Juggalizzle
I drive a platinum car, You're thy lucky
one
It has a tennis court and a bar, you know who I are
Money out thy ass, You're thy lucky one
I'm wishing while
it last, Genie's moving fast
Chorus:
I was like BLAAAM! (Free bank!)
BLAAAM! (Necks cut!)
BLAAAM! (My
shank!)
Anything I want
I was like BLAAAM! (Hot wings!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed)
BLAAAM! (Big thangs!)
Everything
I need
Now I am a king, You're thy lucky one
I have everything, nothing's challenging
Nothing makes me proud,
You're thy lucky one
I stand out in thy crowd, while others beg out loud
I remember when, You're thy lucky one
Money
was so thin, but dreams were all up in
Looking at thy lamp, You're thy lucky one
Would I give it all back? Shit, fool,
give me that
Chorus:
I'll be like BLAAAM! (Bitch slaps!)
BLAAAM! (Cheap wine!)
BLAAAM! Dub H! (Waffle
House)
Anything I want
I'll be like BLAAAM! (Half pipe!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed!)
BLAAAM! (Moonlight)
Everything
I need
Anybody Killa and Shaggy 2 Dope:
BLAAAM! Thy moral of thy story is
BLAAAM! Those who never had shit
BLAAAM! And then get shit WHAT? Need to get shit
BLAAAM! So if you got shit
BLAAAM! Or you need shit
BLAAAM!
Get some shit! GO GET YOUR SHIT! Fuck this shit, where JD at?
7) It Rains Diamonds
Kill me! Whut! Mutha Facko! Murder Murder! Whut!
I can't fuckin' wait to die! Please
murder my mother fuckin' ass off!
Bring it! Cause I'm going to Shangri-Leezy!
Have you ever tried to get thy fuck
up out your hole but fall right back inside
Once again denied, have you ever seen people turn into thy devil over money
green
Tell me what it means, have you ever been to thy wicked part of town and would you go again
They don't want
you in, would you follow me If I knew where it rains diamonds
No more poverty as clean as we can be, yeah
Chorus:
It rains diamonds nightly, in my Shangri-La lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? Come stand mountain top and
yell!
Somebody stab my face or something! Kill me!
What thy fuck a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead
on?
Do you like to drink? Would you fuck a girl thy day you met her what you think, on thy kitchen sink
Anybody
Killa: Don't you fire it up?
Shaggy 2 Dope: does this mean you wasted life now
Anybody Killa: you're completely fucked
ICP: I would differ some.
Hold your hatchet high cause were gonna need 'em when there's fire in thy sky
Together
we will die, I can promise this in my Shangri-La you'll have eternal happiness diamonds in thy mist
Chorus
Diamonds
drift upon thy mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as I fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into thy
eternity of Shangri-La!
Chorus (repeats)
Take it back now... Old school, Bitch Slappin' till the break of
dawn, ICP... Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Bitch Slappin' to the early morn'
Bitch Slap
Six in the morning police
at my door
Already gotta slap some more
Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot
Bitch Slap Sarge and his first
recruit
I came out the ass, Bitch Slapped some
Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts
I rememeber gettin'
baptized by the Reverend
Bitch Slapped the bible out of his hand
The Bitch Slap Master up in the place
I'll
bitch slap your train-wrecked face
Don't assume friendliness with fame
I'll bitch slap the sound out your name
They'll
call ya, ...... 'cause you're not here
Bitch slapped out the Stratosphere
Mike P did the track, he bitch slapped
Pow
for Max straight to the back
Don't lemme show up on TRL
I'm bitch slappin' everybody to hell
I'm Down with
the Clown Eastside 'till I'm gone
Yet everybody singin' that Southwest Song
I bitch slap wigs off everyday
I
bitch slap old ladies out of my way
Southwest side, Bitch Slap Capital
Every bitch make mothafuckas smackable
For
my bitch smack victims, I don't care
I'll bitch slap cowlicks into your hair
Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't manage
I'll
bitch slap your head, brain damage
I bitch slap cheeks red, hangs off
I've been known to slap a mothafuckas pants
off
I bitch slap planes out of the sky
I bitch slap truth out of a life
Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore
I
bitch slap muthafuckas galore
Say we fake and wanna test the rap
Step yo ass on up and get bitch slapped
What
do you call a Crew that be smackin' like that? Wicked
Insane Clowns smack your ass to the back
Speakin' of smackin'
it's makin' me sick
Everybody's talkin' that smackin' shit
Sayin' they smackin' with the I.C.P.
Just cause
I am they wanna be like me
Talkin' that shit you need to leave the place
Knowin' you ain't ever even smacked a
face
Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you trashed
Mothafucka we about to smack your ass
8) Thy Staleness
Let me see your thoat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it, see thy idea is to make you die
(Stop it)
I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at thy wind pipe desperately, (Like,
how about cuttin' your own neck?)
I did, seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? Before I cut myself THIS WAS
MY VOICE
Now gimmie your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice (I'm not ready to die)
Neither was Easy E, what
makes you so fuckin' special you can escape thy wrath (You mean Wraith)
I said Wrath, now shut thy fuck up, and give me
your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker (Pick somebody else)
I'm pickin' anybody I can find, and you happen to
by thy next mother fucker in line (Ok lets do it)
Keep still right there and about, 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers I'm
outta here
Chorus:
Let me make thy pain be gone I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving me
a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving
me a calm, I need to
(Ah ha... What kind of circus is this?)
How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm
crooked?
Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for thy nurse guy to bring me my tray
Jumped him
from behind and turned his head backwards my way
Took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and
leaped out thy window
Then I turned around and went right back inside, once I realized I could of grabbed a gang of Formaldehyde
Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me; I played thy whole movie shits off like "You got me"
Laid there playin' dead
and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket
By now there was guards everywhere
I'm steady cuttin' heads off, surfin' on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put my away....
But was it thy
real Violent J?
Chorus:
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving
me a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like / Murdering
be giving me a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
"It kills the pain... it's thy only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry"
Juggalo Scrub Chant:
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale... I'm so sorry I'm stale. But still I gotta murder your face...
man I'm sorry I'm stale (Repeats)
9) Hell's Forecast
Something had woke me a thump on my roof
It was followed by crashing, more thumping
ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinkin I've been invaded
Heard smashing more pounding the sound escalated
Looked
out of my window, blood dripped down the glass
I seen bodies lay twisted and mangled on grass
I ran into the main
room and Shaggy was dead
so was Nate the Mack, Jumpsteady and A B K
Bolted out of the house to see if its a joke
I
heard hundreds of car alarms saw flames and smoke
and the sky above red, I saw dead bodies falling
It's raining with
corpses the blood is appalling
Mama told me when it Rains, it Pours
but never mentioned Dead Bodies
Mama told
me when it Rains, it Pours
LaDeDaDaDeLaDaDe....Dead Bodies
I never seen so many horrified looks on peoples faces
(the blood is appalling)
I hope I never see what all those people saw
and put them in their places
(the blood
is appalling)
the sun was so hot......so hot, it was burning...yeah
Dead bodies lay randomly some stack in piles
On all of thier faces pure horror no smiles
I see children and elders and ninjas my age
All lay naked and mangled
most withered for days
I found safety, a shelter i'm under a tree
Only fingers and organs come falling on me
I
lay sleepless for days as the raining continue
The heat of the sun baking corpses like food
Then it finally stopped
I walk knee deep in blood
Over piles of bodies, through what was my hood
It was right at that moment the Wraith had
appeared
and the message it left me might sound kinda weird
But take all that i'm seeing and opposite that
Truth
is i'm thy one dead and this is my hells pit
10) Juggalo Homies (featuring Twiztid)
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to
swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really miss you so much
Why don't they just call you then? (Muthafucka)
If you wanted blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does
the blood make you think you have to love?
Look I probably love my family more then anybody here
But my homies are
family too
Third cousins get outta here
Who was you with when you got tatooed?
Who was you tripping with when
you did them mushrooms?
Who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse then you about thy shit in the
morning? (Friends ya'll)
Who loans ya money, homie?
Who owes ya cash?
Who taught you how to use the bong for
the grass?
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the room
(Chorus)
We talking about HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
Our Mutha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! (We trowin' up
clown love signs)
Real Juggalo HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
homies, homies
Have you ever
had a job that you truly dispise?
Like I dunno maybe dishwashing or fucking flippin fries
And you got this boss who
thinks he thy Don Mega
Because he thy head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him
down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie though
Iīd
of been plucked his fucking eyeball out with a chicken bone
Crazy as fuck I'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies
are holding me back so I don't look soft
When you snuck the car out who did you get?
And when you got caught,
on whoīd you blame thy shit?
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls
Homies, Iīm talkin' about like you and
yours
(Chorus)
We talking about HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
Our Mutha fuckin' HOMIES!
HOMIES! (We trowin' up clown love signs)
Real Juggalo HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
homies, homies
you
don't like me you can Fuck Off!!
you don't like me you can Fuck Off!!
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have
some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my home boys, excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We macking on the galaxy
Cause thy skyīs the limited and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know
I'm with it
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies
ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We worldwide, were homies around the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's 'Beat It' jacket
They
got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and grey like grandpas (Psychopathic)
(Chorus)
HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
Our Mutha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! (We trowin' up clown love signs)
HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
homies, homies
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival
ainīt for everyone)
(Keep it in your click fuck thy outside baby)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival ainīt
for everyone)
(Runnin' with thy homies until Iīm old like grady)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival ainīt
for everyone)
(I Ainīt talkin' about my family or my mother fuckin' lady)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck
Off!! Fuck Off!!
(Swingin hatchets on thy daily with my crew actin' crazy!)
(ICP and Twiztid giving props in the
background)
We talking about HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
Our Mutha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES! (We
trowin' up clown love signs)
Real Juggalo HOMIES! HOMIES! (Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine)
homies, homies
You don't
like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival ainīt for everyone)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival ainīt for everyone)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! (Carnival ainīt for everyone)
You don't like me ya can Fuck Off!! Fuck Off!!!
Fuck Off!!!
11) Ain't Yo Bidness
Rude Boy sittin' pancaked on 23's, Clown Love to Chicago Juggalos, We're like Blaze,
My Dead homie, And yours, We Dead, We dead, no wait a minute... we dont die!
We dont die! We Dead
Maybe I like
Bloody, Murder Music, you know shit like "Stab Your Fuckin Eye"
Maybe I like eatin shit like Tylenol PM cuz 5 or 6 will
get you high
Maybe I like punchin people I don't even know, I knock em flat up fuckin out (PAH!)
Tuck some money in
they jacket with a note that simply reads "I had to let some anger out" (sorry)
Maybe I only hang with weirdos, and hoodlums,
and junkies, I keep em by my side (what up?)
Maybe mama doesnt understand a friend is hard to come by, so I can keep what
I can find (my boys)
Maybe I got two felonies, tattoos on my neck and I always paint my face
Can I still date your
daughter? I mean I think I outta, I like thy way she taste
AINīT YO BIDNESS
How I act!
AINīT YO BIDNESS
Don't
get smacked!
AINīT YO CONCERN
WHAT WE DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO
Face Slapped Too!
Maybe I don't even like
you,but I gotta front cuz your a record label guy (motha fucka)
What if I dragged you by thy hair, into thy street to
beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! Bitch!)
Maybe I would rather fuck a Missy Elliot before a Tony...Braxton
Maybe I would rather fuck a Macy Gray before a Janet...Jackson
Maybe I dont have no self esteem so I like to pick
on everybody else
Maybe when I was boy, underneath my shirt I had bruises and welts "Oh" (its ok)
Maybe I was hungry,
bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe i'm lyin, i'm just trying to find an excuse to be a dick, Iīm a dick
- dick
Maybe i'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right above your bed (You Should Try Suicide)
From thy ceiling
fan, I'll be swinging when you walk in, I might kick you in the head (Stook!)
Maybe I got 7 therapists, i've been commited,
but my manager he got me free (double A yall)
18 pills a day, I get so dizzy and high, sometimes I can even see (I gotta
sit down)
AINīT YO BIDNESS
How I act!
AINīT YO BIDNESS
Don't get smacked!
AINīT YO CONCERN
WHAT WE
DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO
Face Slapped Too!
Supervillians
Esham thy Boogie Man, runnin with a fuckin
hatchet, Violent J thy
Juggla, and Shaggy the Southwest Strangla alledgedly, collectivelly known
as the.... Super
Villians......
Super Flex, just super sex...the boogeyman busting double zoo connects, get
wet the supervillians
clock super checks, the juggalo in me will break the
bank and your super necks
its the Juggla, Jugglin, Juggalo,
Zugglin, Zuggalo, Scrub Ninjas
Mothafacko, my axe I keep with me stink with, creep with, stab and grab a
skull to
sleep with
the Southwest strangla superplex, some bitch turn the limo into a super
stretch, now I wonder should
I shoot you next, with the super soaker get
you soaken wet
Juggalo Lee, imma SuperVillian, i'm swinging my swords
and i'm all up on
the ceiling, imma ninja throw, drop kicks, chop necks like Sabu..stab you
grab have at you
SuperVillians,
make a super hero killin, fuck your feelings, ready and
willing any day I could blow..insane monkey like Mojo Jojo
citizens
don't talk to the F B I, its that killer with the shank to your
neck P I, quick to stab it, diamonds grab it, love Batman
but Robins a faggot
12) We Belong
Aww little baby bitch ass is crying again, whats the matter? feelin like you don't fit in
anywhere? what about fittin that ass in with us, the mighty Deezy Cizznarn?
We'll fuckin gladly take ya, we take all shapes,
colors, sizes and genders! we are...the mighty...mystical, mythological, Dark mother fuckin Carnival, BYYAATTCH!
I
see you feeling lonely again, youīs a mothafucka, feelin like you don't belong, like you thy only other?
Some of us scrubs
got it worse than you, no homies to call on, or crew to belong to
Some of us said fuck all that bullshit and dropped out,
some of us stood up to fight but got knocked out
Some of us like to cuss and don't like your format, we like the wicked
shit we chose not to ignore that
"Some of us be coming out of more than a broken home" some of us be living out of cars
and carry on
Some of us see thy budget suites as our real apartment, and make you take off your shoes on our carpet
Some
of us are on parole and can't leave the state, and some are dead and gone, my homie Blaze can relate
Some of us can't
afford a free phone call
"But them some of us equal us all"
Think about that!
WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG,
(we thy shit) WE BELONG
OUR CARNIVAL IS HERE
WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG, (come as you are) WE BELONG
FIND
US EVERYWHERE
Some of us own dope cars that fail to exist, some of us have profiles nobody else fits
And some of
us aint got time for the monks of tibet, cuz my own kids are hungry and they lookin ato me for shit
"Some of us own drug
paraphenereal material and some of us have incurable sexual venereals and some of us have dreams of being a star"
But most
wont make it that far "but its all good "
Some of us cant afford the coolest shoes, some of us give a fuck if popularity
choose (FUK)
Some bitches titty dance, cuz their babies are crying, others say they dancing for college and know that they
lying
Some of us are in love with people who aint ours, some of us don't give up until we're behind bars
And some
of us must of been born to take the fall
"But them some of us equal us all"
and Im with you
WE BELONG, (we
thy shit) WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG
OUR CARNIVAL IS HERE
WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG, (come as you are)
WE BELONG
FIND US EVERYWHERE
13) Cotton Candy & Popsicles
Syn: Go step to them bitches over ther
Anybody Killa: Fuck that, you
go step to them bitches
Syn: ...For what?
Violent J: Man, Look out yīall
Wibble Wabble Bumble Boo, i'm Violent
J nice to meet you
hop and jump thy cherry pump
(Cherry syrup on ice cream) Yum
What you say I buy you some
whats
your name bitch where you from
you know me but don't be scared
(bloody hands are weird)...i know
dont front girl
you like us thugs
very scray Carni Scrubs
you dont want no Richie Faggot
(i think of Shaggy when he tag it)
thats
all good i'll hook you up
--send your shit i'll look you up--
--you met J though he goes first--
yeah cause thats
like how it works "Slut".
i can put aside my axe
give your butt a couple smacks
once you let me all up in it
your
lucky if we meet again
I don't wanna Lemon Ben and Jerry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA
I don't wanna Tropicana Dairy,
baby
DONT YOU WANNA
I don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA MIX?
COTTON CANDY AND POPSICLES
You
from Dallas, Texas right? you must be girl, you look tight
plus you rock a of ass
(Thank you Shaggy Sweetness)
Thank
you nothin let me hit it
truffle shuffle waffle biscuit
whatever that was we ate
cost me like $13.58
(Sugar
Bear i'm worth all that)
Bitch i'll smack you call me that (What?)
call me Shaggy SouthWest thug
Juggalo Isle of
Zug
--do him what you did to me--
--with your tongue ring and your teeth--
(only when in private)
--you think
I wanna see his dick--
--PEACE!!--
put your candy down
let me show your tongue around
here's my popsicle and
balls
get on your knees and go for yours
I don't wanna Watermelon Cherry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA
I don't wanna
Tropicana Berry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA
I don't wanna Blu Banana Sherry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA MIX?
COTTON CANDY AND
POPSICLES
I don't wanna Lemon Ben and Jerry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA
I don't wanna Tropicana Dairy, baby
DONT
YOU WANNA
I don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby
DONT YOU WANNA MIX?
COTTON CANDY AND POPSICLES
DJ SHAGGY 2 DOPE
Puttin It Down Juggalo Mix Style:
SOUTHWEST SIDE BITCH!
Bader then bad, Cause iīm from Motown
Bader then bad, Cause
iīm from Motown
Bader then bad, Cause iīm from Motown
SOUTH - WEST - SIDE - BITCH!
Give it to em YEAH
Time to
get busy in this mother fucker...
(Chorus repeats)
14) Crossing Thy Bridge
've lived one hell of a life
If you're to take it tonight.
I've lived the
life of a king.
But so much to darken my light.
Looking 360 degrees
200,000 disease
How can I lay back and
chill
so many down on there knees
But then again who am I
I'm just some typical guy
I ain't no fuckin
hero
I've just been wondering why
I seen some children
Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did
They
get to live?
What kind of choice do
They get to make
What if it was a
Childs mistake?
I never question
the book
but lets say I lived by the book
I'd never ate meat on Tuesdays
How much bigger would my wings look
I
try to pray everyday
but sometimes get lost on the way
I've seen the holiest spirit
so much to mislead the way
I gave the visions I got
I been told I'm gonna rot
Inside the devils intestines
I'm still here holding
my spot
I've just been wondering why...
I seen some children
Crossing the bridge
What kind of life
did
They get to live?
What kind of choice do
They get to make
What if it was a
Childs mistake?
COME
ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF ITS A PERGATORY DOOR
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF ITS A PERGATORY
DOOR
Fuckin' take me instead!
I seen some children
Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did
They get
to live?
What kind of choice do
They get to make
What if it was a
Childs mistake?
Fuckin' take me instead!
(repeats)
15) The Raven's Mirror
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONīT EVEN KNOW A
WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
How can I stop myself from murdering your
neck
Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check
as soon as its gone, Im gonna KILL!
And that was my last refill
dog Dammit!
I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is
only reason why you diss me is cuz you wanna a sip!
Everytime
I drink it I piss out a laser
and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser
Iīma do time I assume
I bitch smacked
thy judge right out his own courtroom
Then I took thy bench, and sentenced myself
eternal happiness and good health
mother fucker, mother fucker
I represent the hatchet
I see your eyeball lookin at me Iīma snatch it
and whip it
to thy garbage can down the hall
then kick you in your ass as you search and crawl for it
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY,
WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONīT EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL
AWAY
You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this
only I never really thought about how horrible it really
is
laying in a coffin in a pine black box
the only sound being that of my heart if Iīm alive
but I've got no pulse
of ever breath for days
i remember the crash and after that its a haze
but I do recall thy funeral, them lowering
me in
its about that time that my soul kicked back in
I tried to move my fingers or somethin, got nothin
but dirt
hitting the top from them shuveling. I'm fucked.
Its been atleast two weeks, but I don't keep time
I just lay here
motionless in this rotting body of mine
I tried fantasy realms and dreaming my way out
it only leads to mind panicking
and torturing thoughts of
running and breathing will it ever really happen again
please God, heaven or hell, just
let something begin
Am I asleep or not, I donīt know, My body is rottning and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie
to hell but donīt leave me dead inside this thing.
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
GO
My body wont
let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
GO!
Am I asleep or not, I dont know, My body is rottning and I feel pain Gimmie
to heaven or gimmie to hell but dont leave me dead inside this thing, No!
Am I asleep or not, I donīt know, My body is
rottning and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but donīt leave me dead inside this thing.
My body wont let
me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
GO
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go
GO!
16) The Wraith
thesixththesixththesixththesixththesixththesixth
Always uninvited
fuck off
unrespected,
sometimes he creeps other times he's expected
He hangs out in bad neighborhoods up at thy park
he will strike in broad
day light but prefers thy dark
Three little kids caught inside a burning home
he'll just sit there and wait for 'em
leave
'em alone!
As sure as we're alive today and death is inveitable
he's waitin' there watching through the eyes of a crow
fo'
sho'
I know
yo
Death is always a shitty time
Don't bother trying to run and hide
Take his hand cross
to thy other side (Step to the other side)
Freeway intersections when thy bars close, he loves 'em
Bluew out traffic
lights?
He hovers above him
And he loves thy motherfuck out of crackheads and heroin
rehab centers and caring mothers
always scaring him
Sharing them needles?
He encourages and raw sex?
They got him working and steady collecting soul
checks
Then again
What?
Nine times out of ten, I wish he's take me
Instead of some of these poor children we see
I'm
sayin
Skwo
What
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where
to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)
He remainds
nameless but we call him thy Wraith
He is thy 6th Jokers Card of thy Dark Carnival faith
That's it, now your clock is
ticking, every second counts
and everyhting you do that right or wrong, it all amounts
And whether you going to heaven
or hell
he doesn't care
he's only here to give you thy death touch
and send you there
Most people fear him
because
they don't understand
that once he finally touches you with death eternity can begin
That's what thy fuck I'm talkin'
about
Lotus
What
Mother fuck
yea yeah
Woop Woop
Hoe
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side
Step to thy other side!
(Step to the other side)
17) The Unveiling
Carnival of Carnage
The Ringmaster
The Riddlebox
The Great Milenko
The
Amazing Jeckel Brothers
And the Wraith
Looks like we're all out of time, brother
Everybody's out of time
Fuck
it, we gots to tell em
All secrets will now be told
No more hidden messages
This is it ya'll
Time's up
Everything will be out right here
No need for the reverse talkin
The truth...
Now we been told this Carnival
shit has touched on many lives
People have fuckin sworn to us they too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you
in? This magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six fuckin Joker Cards to finally tell you
The messages and hints
were there, although, most never picked up on em
We snuck em in subliminally with that wicked shit around em
We mentioned
more and more of this on every Joker's Card
The bottom line, always the same, you ain't have to look hard
We wickedly
kick it, inflict it, you get it, get wit it, and then we don't preach it flat out
'Cause some ninjas don't wanna get wit
'cha
They quick to forget 'cha without the hatchet and gat out
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing
tall
After all six have risen, the end of time will consume us all!
It ain't got nuttin to do wit us! It ain't Psychopat-chic
Records!
All we're doing is bringing shit out to you; We in this together!
Who's behind the Dark Carnival, the Gatherings,
and the Hatchet?
Who's behind Dark Lotus, the circus, and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos, and Juggalettes,
and fucking Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumpin' our shit? Who's behind the Juggalo Powers?
This
ain't no fucking fan club! It ain't about making a buck!
Don't buy our fucking action figures, bitch, I don't give a fuck!
It ain't about Violent J, or Shaggy, the Butterfly, or 17
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean?!
Truth
is, we follow GOD! We've always been behind Him
The Carnival is GOD; May all Juggalos find him! [May the Juggalos find
Him]
May the Juggalos find Him [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there, He's out there
We're not sorry if we
tricked you [We don't care what happens now]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We swing our hatchets and we're proud]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will
carry on]
He's out there [May the Juggalos find Him]
He's out there [May the Juggalos find Him]
We're
not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will
carry on]
We hope you find Him (Yeah, He's everywhere!)
We hope you find Him (I'm saying, He's anywhere!)
We
hope you find Him (Juggalos, He's out there!)
We hope you find Him (Yeah, Yeah! Everywhere!)
Come see the show,
big top show
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead carny carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the
dead carnival
He's out there!
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
May the Juggalos find Him! [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there
May
the Juggalos find Him! [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there, He's out there
We all gon' die, but I'm not gon'
fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gon' let this pass me by, nooooooooooooooo
This is our world, this
is our world, this is our world [So get the fuck out!]
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world [So get
the fuck out!]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We don't care what happens now]
We're not sorry if we tricked
you [We swing our hatchets and we're proud]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not
sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you! [I know you bitches hate me anyway!]
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you! [You can suck my nuts all day!]
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats, ICP, we got
the Dog Beats
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats, ICP, we got the Dog Beats
He's out there!
Three ring
a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
He's
out there!
Murder Go Round, Murder Go Round
How you gonna fuck wit a wicked clown?
Murder Go Round, Murder
Go Round
How you gonna fuck wit a wicked clown?
He's out there!
[We don't care what happens now]
[We swing
our hatchets and we're proud]
[Painted faces in the crowd]
[The Carnival will carry on]
[The Carnival will carry
on]
[Painted faces in the crowd]
[The Carnival will carry on]
[The Carnival will carry on]
Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us!
We hope you've enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La!
As soon
as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you, Biatch! Haha!
Always remember to fuck off! Thank
you!
Fuck off! Goodbye, bitch! | |
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