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I Want My Sh*t (Explicit) - Insane Clown Posse
It was like March April
F**kin' Libra f**kin'
Taurus born in 1775
I'm like 300 and somethin'
But I'm still alive
I used to hang with
The original Billy the Kid
You probably think
I'm only playin' but I did
My daddy's were a
2 headed freak show
Mamma a fortune teller
Ezmerella Zella
Anyway they had sex
On a Ouija board
And I was born
The next day Violent J
When I was 14
I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there
On the steel rack
I'm out cold they though
It'd f**k me up
I got up and itched my butt
And I'm like "What "
Everybody tripped
And called me the 'Clown Devil Boy'
'Child of the witch heifer' whatever
Tied me up burned me
And threw stones
Had a few scrapes
And cuts Smokey Nuts
After that they started
Bowin' and sh*t
Prayin' to me you know
How them primitives get
I said "Get off my dick
I ain't a savior"
I'm what ya call a juggalo
And all I want is my flava
Four simple things
In this b**ch before I die
I wanna rusty axe
I wanna know voodoo
A fat b**ch named Bridget
And a little sip of Faygo too
'Til I get my sh*t in this mothaf**ka
I will never die
So anyway fifty years passed
All my homies are old a** f**ks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village
In the search of my ends
I wrestled alligators
Battled Terminators
Nothin' ever killed me
Nothin' could harm me
I fought in the Civil War
Yankee's army
I walked across enemy lines
With a Mac ten
Man they didn't even have
That sh*t back then
How you just gonna come
In my sh*t and f**k it up
Well at least make
This sh*t sound real man damn
I walked across enemy lines
With a lantern
Steady takin' cannon balls
To the balls
The war ended
I traveled the country horse back
Until this fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head
And blew my face up
It didn't even smear the makeup
I took his gun
And put a divit in his neck
The sheriff didn't like it
I got indicted
Eighty-seven long years
In the state pen
Until they finally forgot
Why they put me in
They had to let me go
Can't hold me on nothin'
On they way out they like
"Yo ain't you like a hundred
And somethin' "
I said "That's right
And I ain't gonna die
Till I get my sh*t mothaf**ka"
I want a rusty axe
I wanna know voodoo
A fat b**ch named
Bridget just a little sip or two
'Til I get my sh*t in this mothaf**ka
I will never die
Yeah I slept under bridges
Lived in the valleys
I climbed up mountains
Searched the alleys
More years passed
And I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit
On the Southwest Side
Well my homey
Has an Impala blue '67
Last night we hit
The road pushin' one eleven
I stuck my head out the window
Told 'em floor it the most
And let my nugget
Ping off a light post
Hell yeah cuz hurts a little bit
But then ya get a straight buzz
The world hates me
Cause of sh*t like this
They always try
And kill me but miss
I know it's odd 'cause
My face is forever painted
When I was born
The b**ch a** doctor fainted
My tongues a little long
I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck
Can stretch for miles
I sorta look like somethin'
From the X-Files
People wanna see me
Die more then a little bit
But I'm a juggalo
And as a juggalo I want my sh*t
And I ain't gonna die till I get it
I want a rusty axe
I wanna know voodoo
A fat b**ch named Bridget
I said "Faygo" f**k Mountain Dew
'Til I get my sh*t in this mothaf**ka
I will never die die