Insane Clown Posse - Jump Around lyrics

Yo, this is for my ninjas
Real ninjas who ain't afraid to get loony
(Get loony) Get up, bitch!
(Get loony) Come on!

Pull it out, stab it in, let me begin
Cut under the chin, fresh out the loony bin
You don't want me to act up
Punk better back up
Swingin' my axe everybody gets hacked up
Get up, stand up, bloodyin' my hands up
Can't control the feelin'
Here come a wig peelin'
I can chop a hater up
Even though I'm drunk though
Stab him in the eye and
Then take the punk's ho
Freak show funkin', bodies in the trunk in
Pull a drive by on the cops at a Dunkin'
Donuts shop, My hatchet go chop
Guts hit the floor
I'm losin it and I won't stop
I came here to clown, I came here to clown
Let's get lunatic and jump around

Jump around jump around
Jump around
Jump up and down like a clown, get loony
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)

I'll serve your ass like a rabid chef
If your girl steps up, I'll stab her to death
Word to your mudda, a scrub from the gutter
That'll cut through your neck
Hot knife to butter
I turn the moon off and dance in the darkness
Choke the life right up out of your carcass
I got sick jokes, for you, they're not fun
Fuck you in the ass with a shotgun (Shotgun)
I plead insanity and shall to the death
Then I bust a "Woo!" with my last breath
Tell me to chill, I don't think I will
'Cause when I shoot the shit, I shoot to kill
I came here to clown, I came here to clown
Let's get lunatic and jump around

Jump around jump around
Jump around
Jump up and down like a clown, get loony
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)

I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig but I eat pig slop
I swing a chainsaw through the brains and all
Veins and jaws, slurp it all through a straw
But I ain't going out like no punk bitch
Get used to one torture and
Yo then I might switch
It up up and around then buck buck ya down
Put your head up and you wake up
In the dawn of the Dead
I'm comin' to get ya, my hatchet'll split ya
Twist off your head and snap
A picture with ya
They found you in a ditch and
Said that I bit ya but just like me it was
The rhythm that hit ya
I came here to clown, I came here to clown
Let's get lunatic and jump around

Jump around jump around
Jump around
Jump up and down like a clown, get loony
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)
Jump! Jump! Jump! Jump!
Jump! Jump! (Get loony)

Dedicated to the FBI get the Bozack, punks
From the Juggalos, the "gang"