Insane Clown Posse - I Want My Shit lyrics

It was like March or April
Fuckin' Libra, fuckin', um, shit

Taurus, born in 1775
I'm like three hundred and something
But I'm still alive i used to hang with the
Original Billy the Kid
You probably think I'm only playing
But I did
My daddies were a two headed freak show
Momma, a fortune teller, Esmarelda Zella
Anyway they had sex on a ouija board
And I was born the next day
(Boo yah) Violent J when I was fourteen
I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there
On the steel rack i'm out cold
They thought it had fucked me up
I got up and itched my butt, 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 bowing and shit
Praying at me
You know how them primitives get
I said, "Get off my dick, I ain't a savior
I'm what you call a Juggalo
And all I want is my flavor
Four simple things in this bitch
Before I die

(Ha ha ha) I want a rusty axe!
(Ho ho ho) I wanna know voodoo
(Ah ah ah) A fat bitch named Bridgett
And a little sip of Faygo, too
'Til I get my shit in this motherfucker
I won't never die!

Aw, hell yeah so anyway

Fifty years pass
All my homies are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in search of my ends
I wrestled alligators, battled terminators
Nothing ever killed me, nothing could harm me
I fought in the Civil War, Yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a MAC-10
Man, they didn't even have
That shit back then
How you just gonna come in my
Shit and fuck it up?
Well at least make this shit sound real, man
Damn!
I walked across enemy lines with a lantern
Steady taking cannon balls, to the balls
The war ended
I traveled the country horseback
Until this fool tried to horsejack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
(Pow) It didn't even smear the make-up
I took his gun and put a divot in his neck
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 the way out they're like, "Yo
Ain't you like 100 or something?"
I said, "That's right
And I ain't gonna die 'til I get my shit
Motherfucker!"

(Ha ha ha) I want a rusty axe!
(Ho ho ho) I wanna know voodoo
(Ah ha ha) A fat bitch named Bridgett
Just a little sip or two
'Til I get my shit in this motherfucker
I won't 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
(Whoop, whoop)
My homie has an Impala, blue '67
Last night we hit the road pushing one eleven
I stuck my head out the window
Told him floor up the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
Ha ha ha! Hell yeah, Cuz hurts a little bit
But then you get a straight buzz
The world hates me 'cuz of shit like this
They always try to kill me but miss
I know it's odd that my
Face is forever painted
When I was born, the bitch-ass doctor fainted
My tongue's 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 look like something from The X-Files
People wanna see me die more
Than a little bit but I'm a Juggalo
And as a Juggalo I want my shit!
And I ain't gonna die 'til I get it!

(Ha ha ha) I want a rusty axe!
(Ho ho ho) I wanna know voodoo
(Ah ha ha) A fat bitch named Bridgett
I said Faygo, fuck Mountain Dew
'Til I get my shit in this motherfucker
I won't never die!

Die! Die!
Die!