Twiztid, Myzery, Insane Clown Posse - Meat Cleaver lyrics
[Twiztid, Myzery, Insane Clown Posse - Meat Cleaver lyrics]
Yeah (Ah, hell yeah)
Lemme know (What's that?) myzery (Word up)
Twiztid (yeah) and the Insane Clown Posse
(Know what I'm sayin?)
Formin' a fifty-foot Voltron on your ass
(On that bitch ass)
(See what I'm sayin'? Psychopathic style
Nigga)
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this
(What you gonna do?) run that shit (yeah)
I'm rollin' with the Psychopathic
Make a move and shit get drastic
Leavin' motherfuckers in caskets or
Wrapped in Reynolds plastic
'Cause we psychosomatic and
Schizophrenic lunatics
Holdin' my balls we know which engulfs
The tip of my dick
We real, sick bitch, run and tell a friend
Twiztid, end of the beginning becomes
The beginning of the end
The world dealt me a healthy
Hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes
It's no surprise
It ain't shit, bitch, believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like a needle
You phony as the fifth Beatle
Leavin' your conscience in a stupor, What?
Fuck a Smith & Wesson, I can grab the Ruger
What? And right before I shoot ya
I snap your back like I was Lex Luger
Chronic weed abuser (Woo)
As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes
Money-motivated goal
And a dream like Martin Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws
Swooping over their town like Super Balls
(Whoop Whoop)
I roll with Bones and it's on like that
Makin' suckers spasm
So hard they lungs collapse
Twiztid's the sound
Somethin' that your worst nightmares
Couldn't fuck with prepare to duck, bitch
'cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Minority and Jumpsteady plotting retaliation
Suffocated dirty cats, player hatin'
Gats we packin' skullies and army jackets
Headed out of Psychopathic
I got a plan, so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that downtown we don't front
Spark the blunt
Give 'em what they want, Psycho thugs
Loaded slugs
My shit is jammed 'fore you planned
Body's wounded badly
Move quick or Paul will bag me
Bein' chased down this dark alley
I'm wounded as Minority hollerin', "acaba"
Pulled out my blade
Carved it in him like a manzana
Go back to the ride, floor it, corpses
No remorses psychopathic and Spanish Side
We joining forces
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Myzery (If I smell gun powder
And Twiztid (I smell)
And those loco Insane Clown Posse
(If I smell raisins)
Para siempre!
I smell garlic, my head hurts
'Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and I start to shake
My tongue comes out like a snake
Zunga bunga hooly goo bo
That's my Ugandan voodoo flow
You don't know what it meant 'til
The next day you wake up
With your dick in your homie's butt
I might grab your face, twist your neck
And then let it go (brrraaah)
And then Shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya
Like a ten foot ninja (Ninja)
I paint my face like a clown
Other times I paint it like
Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and
Throw old folks to the ropes
And chop their throats (Woo)
But I ain't no wrestler (Wrestler)
I'm a serial killa murderous molester (Nah)
Just juggalin' your balls a bit
It's J who's into that shit (yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get lippy
I'll stretch your lips out
And call you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom line is we twisted
Like Sam Kinison's back after the car wreck
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Psychopathic psychopathic
Psychopathic psychopathic
Lemme know (What's that?) myzery (Word up)
Twiztid (yeah) and the Insane Clown Posse
(Know what I'm sayin?)
Formin' a fifty-foot Voltron on your ass
(On that bitch ass)
(See what I'm sayin'? Psychopathic style
Nigga)
Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this
(What you gonna do?) run that shit (yeah)
I'm rollin' with the Psychopathic
Make a move and shit get drastic
Leavin' motherfuckers in caskets or
Wrapped in Reynolds plastic
'Cause we psychosomatic and
Schizophrenic lunatics
Holdin' my balls we know which engulfs
The tip of my dick
We real, sick bitch, run and tell a friend
Twiztid, end of the beginning becomes
The beginning of the end
The world dealt me a healthy
Hand of pain and lies
And you can see the hate in my eyes
It's no surprise
It ain't shit, bitch, believe that
Suckers claiming they paid
They can't even handle they weed tax
I leave tracks like a needle
You phony as the fifth Beatle
Leavin' your conscience in a stupor, What?
Fuck a Smith & Wesson, I can grab the Ruger
What? And right before I shoot ya
I snap your back like I was Lex Luger
Chronic weed abuser (Woo)
As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes
Money-motivated goal
And a dream like Martin Luther King
Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws
Swooping over their town like Super Balls
(Whoop Whoop)
I roll with Bones and it's on like that
Makin' suckers spasm
So hard they lungs collapse
Twiztid's the sound
Somethin' that your worst nightmares
Couldn't fuck with prepare to duck, bitch
'cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Minority and Jumpsteady plotting retaliation
Suffocated dirty cats, player hatin'
Gats we packin' skullies and army jackets
Headed out of Psychopathic
I got a plan, so stack the ammo in the trunk
The word is that downtown we don't front
Spark the blunt
Give 'em what they want, Psycho thugs
Loaded slugs
My shit is jammed 'fore you planned
Body's wounded badly
Move quick or Paul will bag me
Bein' chased down this dark alley
I'm wounded as Minority hollerin', "acaba"
Pulled out my blade
Carved it in him like a manzana
Go back to the ride, floor it, corpses
No remorses psychopathic and Spanish Side
We joining forces
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Myzery (If I smell gun powder
And Twiztid (I smell)
And those loco Insane Clown Posse
(If I smell raisins)
Para siempre!
I smell garlic, my head hurts
'Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards
My skin turns blue and I start to shake
My tongue comes out like a snake
Zunga bunga hooly goo bo
That's my Ugandan voodoo flow
You don't know what it meant 'til
The next day you wake up
With your dick in your homie's butt
I might grab your face, twist your neck
And then let it go (brrraaah)
And then Shaggy climbs up my back
And we attack and hit ya
Like a ten foot ninja (Ninja)
I paint my face like a clown
Other times I paint it like
Sting and come down
The rafters up at the mall and
Throw old folks to the ropes
And chop their throats (Woo)
But I ain't no wrestler (Wrestler)
I'm a serial killa murderous molester (Nah)
Just juggalin' your balls a bit
It's J who's into that shit (yeah, fuck you)
And if you wanna get lippy
I'll stretch your lips out
And call you skippy (Hehe)
The bottom line is we twisted
Like Sam Kinison's back after the car wreck
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
And if you missed it, the name is Twiztid
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Boricua, Myzery, para la isla
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse
(Runnin' with a meat cleaver, yo)
Psychopathic
Psychopathic psychopathic
Psychopathic psychopathic