Insane Clown Posse - Still Stabbin' lyrics

[Insane Clown Posse - Still Stabbin' lyrics]

Hey, hey uhi still have a problem
If it's ok withthem you know
There, them the Dark Carnival in general
It's the whole stabbin thing again, it's
You see Iuh

I stab people like everyday folks
Skinny people any people I
Chop off their throats
My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey
By the time you feel it
I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and
Took his little truck
Now I stab people and drive
Away I'm like puttputtputtputt
I do a show and stab people at the same time
What of that
I stab bear cages security guards in
The back of the neck
I love Waffle House, I stab people there
Their so shitty and dumpy
They don't even care
I love stabbin' people, Def Leppard
Remember them?
Well I cut their fuckin' drummer's arm off
You can ask him
Lyor Cohen, the president of Island
I'm at a business meeting with
Him looking at him, smiling
I jumped up and stabbed him
But he kicked my ass
17th floor they threw me
Out through the glass

Help Me (Fuck you) fuckin help me (Fuck you)
I need you to help me (Fuck you)
Somebody come and help me (Fuck you)

Jehovah's Witnesses I swear man I love 'em
They're standing on the porch knockin
I'm waiting above 'em
Puncture wound victims right to my door
Come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more
One time I was a wrestler
I wrestled the best i got kicked out though
I had a knife in my spandex
I stabbed Tony Schiavone, the commentator guy
Before the match I went to shake his hand
But I stabbed him in the eye
I stabbed Norman Smiley in the
Middle of a match he was like "What are you
Doing?" I said fuckin relax
I stabbed him again and again
I jumped out and ran
Everybody chased me, catch me if you can
I tried to stab my own brother
Bad news for my health
He twisted my arm back
I ended up stabbing myself
I stab cabby drivers right
Through the thick glass
Ginsu built to last, can you help me

Slice em up, Slice em down
Side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
Ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice em up, Slice em down
Side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
Ginsu swingin everywhere

I saved up my money and went
And saw the Lilith Fair
Started stabbing lesbians
There was millions of them there (lesbos)
I took off my thong and I jumped in the pit
But there wasn't any pit
It was only me and that was it but so what
I was throwin myself all over the floor
Sarah McLachlan was on stage
I said you fuckin whore
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass
Stabbed them all in the face
That's why they wear masks
My little newspaper truck runs on
A tank of blood i drive with my lights off
All through the neighborhood
But it's so hard to sneak
Because of the muffler i hate that fucker
I did a song with Three Six Mafia
Them guys are the shit
We went to their studio and
I started rockin it
After the session they all left
Up out of there
But I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer

Can you help me (Fuck you)
You gotta help me (Fuck you)
I need you to help me (Fuck you)
Mutha-fuckin help me (Fuck you)
Naw man, fuck you (Fuckyou)
Fuck all of you (Fuck you)
You better fuckin help me (Fuck you)
Help me, help me

Slice em up, Slice em down
Side to side and all around
They don't help, the don't care
Ginsu swingin everywhere
Slice em up, Slice em down
Side to side and all around
They don't help, they don't care
Ginsu swingin everywhere

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