Insane Clown Posse - Murder Go Round lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse - Murder Go Round lyrics]
Killed the little prick, him and his chick
Tried to be slick but you ain't no Slinky
You're rinky, you're dinky
You suck my Twinkie
I don't give a fuck if you call me a clown
Break it on down, it's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I catch
It comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep
I'd hate to say I never knew ya
Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
A ten-foot lead pipe slapped on my dome
I'm laying in the street with
Blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherfucker
Was it something I said
Forks up, forks down, man, forks sideways
Then he grabbed my Faygo and
He said crime pays
Swung on his pipe once again for the road
"Hold up, dawg, " Uh! this shit gets old
Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull
I'm gonna swing my axe through his jaw
Where the motherfucker at? Where
The motherfuckers hang?
How ya gonna fuck with the juggla J ay ay?
There he sit's so I knock on the door
Pops opened up Pop Pops hit the floor
Then I chop chop pops twice in his nugget
But he didn't do shit, fuck it
It's the murder go round
Hey! "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die!
Hey! Hey! "I don't wanna die! Stop! Please!"
Hey! Hey! "Oh no! Stop! Stop!"
Well, it's me and my mellow
Mellow roll on Military
Gangbangers gangbangers, big bang theory
Kinda scary tags up all on the bricks
Latin Counts, X-Men, CFP and all that shit
We love gangbangers and we hope
They love us back
We just some wicked clowns and
It's been like that
I don't understand why some beefin' in town
We went nation-wide and still Southwest down
But this motherfucker gonna try and clown me
But I'm the juggalugalocoro, G
Took a shot and he missed
2 Dope bit the dust
"What?! I ain't got shot
Bitch!" So now you must
Take your ticket for the murder go round
Can't nobody kill a clack-clack clown
Seen him and his boys smoking
Blunt in a bucket pulled out the dagger
Creeped up and I stuck it
Into his head, into his boy's head
Into his boy's head, his boy's head
His boy's head
Five dead fucks in the trunk I deliver
Push that old piece of shit in the river
They capped my boy, so 5 go down
And ya get a free ride
("No, not again") On the murder go round
"No!" hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
"Help me! Ah, it hurts!" hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
"Get if off! Get it off!" hey!
"Stop!"
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Now I'm in a street gang, 55 strong
Everybody singing that southwest song!
What can go wrong I mean
I'm fuckin' in the haugh? Popping that shit
I'm finna bust you in the mouth
Nobody fucks with a jokero juggalo
I don't give a fuck ya know
Bitches I'm a fuck you, though
But you know the shit had to hit the fan
Some gangbanger shot me, man
Twice in the forehead, twice in the back
Twice in the eye and I'm feeling kinda wack
Stumbling along it's becoming entwined
That I'm next in line for the murder go round
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Wicked wicked clown, wicked
Clown, wicked clown, dig it
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Hey! Hey! Gonna get ya
(No! No! No! Not again)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(No, you can't fuck with the murder-go-round
G) murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Gonna get ya)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(In the haugh, 2 Dope's gonna get ya)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Chucky Mutha-fucky! Yo, Yo)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Murder go round, G)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Can't be fucked with)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(2 Dope, in the haugh)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Can't fuck with the murder go round)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(Can't fuck with it, can't fuck with it
Can't fuck with it)
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
(It's the murder go round, the
Murder go round, yo, yo)
Murder go round