Insane Clown Posse - The New Shit Sampler lyrics

[Insane Clown Posse - The New Shit Sampler lyrics]

Yeah everybody wanna know what's the
New shit sound like? What are we like now?
Did ICP sell out? (Naww, hell naww)
What's the new shit like? (What about it?)
Well I'll tell you what the
Muthafuckin' new shit's like muthafacko
(yeah) on the new shit
We gonna make a few adjustments
First of all, no carnival shit
That's all over with (Fuck dat)
On the new shit, no more rappin
No more hip hop (Naww)
Spin Magazine don't like us rapping
Therefore, we are stopped
(Fuck them muthafuckas)
On the new shit we're gonna sing now
LA LA LA LA LA and I'ma shoot heroine
And slam a guitar look at us, we're ruthless
You picked on me duhuhduhuhduh
It's the new ICP (Ahhh)
If we rap, we can only rap about smokin' weed
And we gonna be original now
Hey yo, we smoke weed (I'm high)
We smoke chronic and weed and hydro and cess
And I'm special, I smoke weed
That's why I'm ruthless (Duhwaa)
On the new shit we gonna do
A song with Eddie Vetter
It's just gonna be me, and him
We gonna go arararar together
On the new shit, we gonna sell the fuck out
Strictly happiness (yeah)
Oh, except for this
Yeah here go a sample of a song
Called Fuck the World
From ICP's new album entitled
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers so check it out
Fuck fuck that shit
Fuck give it to me
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Say fuck the world fUCK THE WORLD!
Fuck 'em all fUCK 'EM ALL
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck us
Fuck Tom, fuck Mary, fuck Gus fuck dairies
Fuck the West coast
And fuck everybody on the East
Eat shit and die or fuck off atleast
Fuck pre-schoolers fuck rulers
Kings and queens and gold jewlers
Fuck wine coolers fuck chickens, fuck ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks punk muthafucks
Fuck critics fuck your review
Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your Mom
Fuck your Mom's Mama
Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Daili Llama
Fuck the rain forest fuck a Forest Gump
You probably like it in the rump
Fuck a shoe pump fuck the real deal
And fuck all the fakes
Fuck all 52 states, oooh and fuck me
Hand me my bell bottoms (Where my slacks?)
You wanna know about the new shit muthafucka
(What) turn on MTV, turn on VH1
You'll see us there muthafacko (Turn it on)
If you're counting joker cards
Number 5 that's near the end (Five)
And we're trying to get paid
So we gonna start back all over again
And I'ma hook up with ummm Luther Vandross
And I'm gonna sing duets with him
You don't like it? Fuck y'all
And fuck Shaggy
On the new shit I'm with a new group (Who?)
We sing R&B now
We called the Love Troop (Fuck you)
On the new shit from now on look, look
I dance, I dance oooh, oooh, oooh
In my brand new leather pants (Dance bitch)
And all the chicks are gonna scream
When I take my shirt off
Look baby my fat jiggles it's plenty soft
I don't need Shaggy i don't need him
He's messin up my flow (Fuck you)
And fuck Violent J
From now on call me Silky Joe (Huh?)
On my new shit
Watch my record sales are gonna triple
We gonna go to Hollywood parties
With cocaine on our nipples
Shaggy, Shaggy that's all I hear
Fuck him, he's gone (Fuck you)
Except for well
I'll just let him be on this one song
Yeah bitch check this shit out
The song is called The Shaggy Show
From ICP's new shit
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers, bitch
From southwest Detroit
Deep within Zug Islands
Industrial Waste Depository
It's Shaggy time!
Hey, how ya doin down there?
It's nice to see ya, alright waddup ya'll?
Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy, like you don't fuckin' know
This is my sidekick, fat Pat he goes
He, He, He and all of that (That's right)
Anyway, on my way here I almost died
This bitch in front of me was like 105
Don't worry about drunks or
Late night truckers
Old ass bitches try to kill muthafuckas
This lady's got her left blinker on
For an hour or more (yeah)
Then she makes a right into my side door
This comedy shit's gettin' old
The game is to be sold, not to be told (yeah)
You can feel the excitement, right? (yeah)
Snoop Dogg is with us tonight
Hahaha that's what I'm sayin
On the Shaggy Show, shit we ain't playin'
(Hell naww) and that ain't it (What?)
Also on the show (Who?)
Another muthafucka, that well
Some of you know (He, He, He)
You see him with me a lot
He's like a brother
Violent J's in this muthafucka
I like that kid Violent J hey Mike
What's up? How ya doin today?
Just great Shaggs well that's great
Now lets give a hand
To Mike E clark and that Gangsta Fun Band!
We'll be right back with Violent J! Yeah
Maybe we can get on Family Palooza
(Hell naww)
Maybe if we clean up our act a little bit
We can get on some shit (Hell naww)
Tibetan Freedom
Any concert put me on that bitch
(Fuck nawww) yeah
On the new shit, no more Twiztid or Myzery
(Fuck them)
We're gonna start hangin out with
Cool groups like Orgy on the new shit
We gonna tour and do radio festivals
Cause I wanna really be one of radio's hoes
Play us, play us
Play us on your radio station (Please)
I'll rub baby oil on your butt
Just for a little rotation
I want MTV to play me 57 times a day (58)
Right between the Backstreet Boys
And Natalie Imbruglia (Whooo)
So when they stop playin' us
I can fall off the map
And then beg them bitches
Please bring us back (Please)
On my new shit
No more of this clown make-up y'all
That's dirty what's cool now is
G-strings and a bra look I'm in a dress
And look at my new crazy eye
I look scary, and spooky, and scary
(Whhooooo)
On the new shit, no more wicked clown songs
Just fishnets, and thongs
Except for this one
Check out some of this shit
Here go a taste of a
New track called Terrible
Yeah, it's from ICP's new album
And fifth joker's card
Entitled The Amazing Jeckel Brothers
Muthafucka you don't know shit do ya?
You wouldn't know shit if it ripped
Into your ugly bitch ass face
You ain't even begun to
Expierence drama muthafucka your Mama
Your muthafuckin' big fat chicken
Faced ass Mama
Don't even know about this drama, muthafucka
Oh my god look at that, turn it up please
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little knees
Somebody took a black thing and went thump
That's terrible we heard about it for months
What about that one nobody
Guy that they found dead in the grass
With his dick in his ass
Unless there was more but you won't recall
Cause Michael Jackson squeezed up on
Some little kids balls
What you consider DRAMA ain't all that
It's just that your wack
With your intergalactic satellite
Data compress
Yes, but we can't feed the homeless
And then OJ's wack story unfolded
Everybody watched that while
Okalahoma exploded 900 good reasons why this
World don't really care
Thats what it costs for a wheel chair!
What you know bout terrible?
Terrible, you don't know what's terrible
Terrible, what you know bout terrible?
Terrible, you don't know what's terrible
That's right bitch
Check out Insane Clown Posse's new album
And fifth joker's card
It's called The Amazing Jeckel Brothers
Psychopathic forever bIATCH
Hey, hey hey

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