Insane Clown Posse - It's Time lyrics

Listen up
Wanna tell you, we wanna tell you something
Listen up wanna tell you, listen
Listen up i want you to know we're serious
Listen listen up
Listen from us, to you

For a little grip now
We been rocking your ass
The future ain't scary cause we got the past
Can't nothing ever take away the Gatherings
You can take what's happening now
Not what I'm rapping about
And I remember every Hallowicked to a T
And every Project Born, Marz, Esham
And Myzery and even though I don't remember
Your name from the instore
Swear to God, I couldn't love you anymore
Did we mention the Abyss at Virginia Beach?
And how the stage is so high
The Juggalos reach
And what about the Bronco Bowl in Deep Ellum?
And that crazy ass house club
In Houston? Tell 'em
Twenty thousand websites, hotlines, and clubs
Gang bangers, crews, nobody's and scrubs
And to every last Juggalette
That turned me out thank you much
And I hope to see you on the next route
You know everybody hates on
This world of ours
And if you learn one thing
From the Joker Cards
Let it be that you're the
Shit is six different views
Diamond any way you choose, and we love you

I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are
I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are

Sure to say it and sing it
Any way I can bring it turn me up
Pay attention stop
Mike Peezy 1, 2
Stop, stop open up your earlobes
ICP stop, stop

Listen

Me and Krayzie Bone, we marinate in the flats
Representing Cleveland
And we compare show stats
I rock Trees, Grog Shop, I rock the Ogden
(Yup) nautica and the Agora times ten (Woo)
And every time we play Denver
Cars get rolled over
Juggalos get pissed when the show's over
Even cities that I'm leaving out
All lettin' me in they let me know if they a
Juggalo through thick and through thin
I'm like Twiztid, independent, free-standing
And always down to give a helping hand in
And to everybody else out there
Do your thing 'Cause it ain't no ducking
When the hatchet swings
We try to sing, we try to rap
We try to rock and spit
Can't get enough of this wicked shit!
(Always)
Even if we foggy and we still ain't clear
In three years later
You'll look back and tip us a beer

I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are
I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are

I wanna tell you I love all the letters ya'll
Got them hung up on the fridge and
All up on the garage wall
What about these Mini-Gatherings we hear?
Ya'll don't be surprised when we
Waltz up in there
With Vampiro and Sabu flying above
Representing the Juggalos with
Nothing but love
On TV, they make them try to hide the shit
But real Juggalos always bear the hatchet
And all the fresh titty bar DJs with mullets
On nuts while we there
But you hate us and know it
Yes, you freaky as fuck, and you good to go
But don't get excited thinking
Makes you a Juggalo
Yes, we gather once yearly, big top above
And give shit like Big Silva nothing but love
But you gotta be fresh and with open mind
Or your ass get left behind
That's why I love ya'll

I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are
I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are
I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are
I guess it's time that I told
You how great you are