Thug Pit - Insane Clown Posse
I brought a bat to a mosh-pit
(Well what you do then )
I split some craniums in half
And caved a few in
Before long I'm standing there alone
I shut the party down
For Bone Thugs Tech N9ne Kottonmouth and Esham
In coming I'm running and dropping them bombs
Still gunning I'm willing and ready for war
Get down with the clowns from ICP B-O-N-E
And the Kottonmouth Kings bring it how we bring it doe
For the wicked wonka Halloween
Smoking hay hey I'm Violent J hey we screaming may-day
'Cause Bone and ICP a f**king pay-day
We give away hey but we already millionare rapper
Hater slappers wicked sh*t believe it though
We tight like alligator snappers
Don't run dawg we gun clappers
B**ch ni**a slappers and hoe mackers
City street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers ask my ni**a Tech N9ne
Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine
An we mashing we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
It's wicked when you walking
Within the thug pit
Yeah we mashing we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
At this kind of mosh pit
You get your wig split
Who the mothaf**ka in the pit talking sh*t (Sh*t )
Who the mothaf**ka that want the wig split (Split )
Who the mothaf**ka that's down for the krown (Krown )
Who the mothaf**ka in here right now
Shaggy jumps in the pit
With these hatchets and swingin' them
Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
Sh*t we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a hoe tell 'em D-Loc
(Spit )
What the f**k you thinking you can stop my shine
Put your money where your mouth is I'll take every dime
Then run down the line damn right I'm getting mine
With a fine a** b**ch getting head sipping wine
Hallows Eve Halloween Hallowicked all the same
F**k a trick or treat I treat a trick with some game
Every year we lace the stage with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka baby try an get with us
It's that ni**a that be on blood sh*t
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
F**k with the KMK ICP Bone and you'll get druged b**ch
Celebrating for Samhein
(Witch Killaz)
If you don't wanna come with the wickedness
A ni**a wanna slam strange
I don't wanna hear a damn thang
Mashing off from city to city
We smoking fifties and fifties
Crashing after parties
F**king and sucking on titties
Ducking and dodging the coppers
Ain't no one out that can stop us
Dropping that sh*t that be popping
Making it hotter and hotter
We man handle them
F**king and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas
B**ch where was your antennas
When I was trying to stick it
Wanna show a ni**a how she lick it
Mothaf**ker this is how we kick it
Thug whiling on Hallowicked
Bud so fine fine toking all kinds
With Tech N9ne getting more love
Sipping on hen with Bone Thugs
Kicking Faygo and smoking more w**d with ICP
It's motherf**king Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
(Kottonmouth Kings )
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It's mista sawed off leatherface
I bring the pain and bang a ni**a brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill cause when my niggaz start to kill
It's hard to chill
Mothaf**kers end up in the graveyard for real
(Whoa )
I ain't got a million dollars b**ch
I'm f**king broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the b**ches on the road scheming for my loot
They get nothing but dick and a steel toed boot
F**k boots every Halloween I dress like a bag lady
Then I ride around with my 380 looking for Shady
If I catch him at the shelter I'ma pull his file
Chop his head off and bury his body across 8 mile
We drinking drank drank
We smoking dank dank
Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks
We dropping bombs underground bombs
F**k the whole industry b**ch bring them on
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
An we mashing we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
Yeah we mashing we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
An we mashing we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'