Insane Clown Posse - Ghetto Freak Show lyrics

[Insane Clown Posse - Ghetto Freak Show lyrics]

Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show

It's three o'clock in the
Morning and you're sleeping
Wicked clown's in the moonlight, creeping
Slide through your window under your bed
Crawl in through your ear, I'm in your head
Bumping into bones 'cause I need light
Tip-toeing down through your windpipe
Climbing down your spine was the fun part
Looky looky and I think I
See your fucking heart
Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing
Wicked clown cut his way
Out your belly button
I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place
Swooping down and I'm picking
At your dead face
I'm sick, but you don't know the whole deal
No one ever loved me and they never will
Bitch, I take you out on a blind date
But then they find you dead
Under a wooden crate
Wrapped in a bag deep in the woods
'Cause my mother always said I was no good
Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit
Well, I'm out now, so, motherfucker, watch it
The insanity's grip will never let go
Here's your chance to a glimpse
Of a ghetto freak show

(I'd rather be dead)
Gh-gh-gh-ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Gh-gh-ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Ghetto freak show

I'm a freak show coming to your house
Standing at your porch
Chewing on a dead mouse
I'm looking like a fly so you swat me
Keep chasing me even though you got me
So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
First you starve me and feed
Me them fuckin' drugs
Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat
(Wicked cat, wicked clown, wicked cat
Wicked clown) i'm coming to your house
So get ya get ya gat
Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once
Hatchet twice
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker
Pay the price
Driving with your woman, that's sweet
Never even know I'm in the back seat
Chat chit-chat about the weather
But then I slam they fucking heads together
Is it jealousy, they never loved me
So now I'm ripping out your guts
And it's ugly
I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man
Not a poor man, I need my own land
Because the rich man be stressing
All the dumb stuff
They cut their fucking wrists if
The grass ain't green enough
Right there in your face, you can't tag it
Just found out your son is a faggot
A dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo, man
If ya stressing then you better
Talk to mojo man
Insanity's grip will never let go
Here's your chance to catch a glimpse
Of a ghetto freak show

(I'd rather be dead)
Gh-gh-gh-ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Gh-gh-ghetto freak show
(I'd rather be dead) Ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- gh-gh-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak sh- ghet-ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak show, ghetto freak show
Ghetto freak show, ghetto freak show
"Ha ha ha ha ha, Yes, Violent
J, the Ghetto Freak Show
Is still alive the ultimate
Amazing fully freak
Show is here on the Carnival
Of Carnage line up
And see him lived years in the slums
And he's still alive to tell
About line up and
See him he's nasty, he's disgusting he's
Filthy he is a freak show
And you can see him live
At the Carnival of Carnage you, young man
You look like you could use a viewing of
A good freak show line up
Bring your sister, your brother
And see the ghetto freak show
Violent J is still alive"

"The time has come for the blood to run
In the streets paved with gold we
Have lived in the zoo of the ghetto
For so long, and like animals
We'd kill each other with the hatement
For others we must move into
The suburbs and punish the rich for
Their ignorance and the horror
Of death that is a part of
Our life in our neighborhood, and give
Them a taste of the same, and
When we kill the government's children
And the streets smell of death
Maybe then we'll see our situation in a
New light and put an end to
The chaos in the ghetto
And put an end to the killings"

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