Shaggy do! Da da da da da
Shaggy do! Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
I could get naked right here
I'd look like a big pale polar bear
Then I'd have to attack
Fuck you up like that
Psychopathic hatchet chop
Slappin' ninjas out of hiding spots
Strangla-kang, jiggawagga bop
Gnollamang, siht naht noog, gnollamang
To the left, to the right
Over here, there, we everywhere
Always underground, down with the bottom
Bottom bottom, b-b-bottom
Censor me for your radio list
Fuck y'all bitches! Man!
Well, I guess I'll never be a radio star
I wouldn't work anywhere
I'm way too bizarre
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
Jokers (Jokers), jokers (Jokers)
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?)
Shh, it's a dead body in my trunk, wanna see it? (Huh?)
Fuck around and you'll be it
Jamie Madrox, Eminaxx, Psychop, Wicked Clout
Gimme gimme gimme gimme
Been wagglin' my dick since the seventh grade
Freakshow, grabbin' my balls and gettin' paid
Put an ass in my dukes, bitch, we don't play
Hair wigged out and my eyes all grey
No more rappin', no more shows
I'm goin' back to school and workin' at Kinko's
I'll ride around on campus on a mountain bike all day
Hey! I got the right of way
Stab, shoot, chop, cut, drill
I just wanna kill
No matter where you go, motherfucker
Dark Carnival ain't far
And it's way bizarre
Yo, this is Esham the Unholy
Eastside, hoes, and money
And right now, you're enjoying a trip
That's completely out your atmosphere
A little stroll into the wicked realm that is Insane Clown Posse
A journey into the bizarre
If you a Juggalo and you won't sell out, say it
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you ever had to poke a fat bitch in the mouth, say it
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you want a little peggo and you want it fast, say it
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you like feelin' up on your homeboy's ass, say it
Oh, oh, shit
These killers don't dance, we boogie (Ooh)
We boogie-woogie-woo, it's all we do
See ya, I'm back
Dark lotus tea for your colon
Only G you on, Sunday bowlin'
Hand was in my dark tis-sa
Play that backwards for secret info
Hold up a minute, damn, couldn't wait, man
All done, now if I could only choke someone
Redrum, my ruthless stalker
Slap old ladies up off their walker
Take my hand, little bitch, come along
It ain't that far
Welcome to the bazaar
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
Jokers (Jokers), jokers (Jokers)
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?)
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
Jokers (Jokers), jokers (Jokers)
Anybody here? (Everybody here)
We got the gear (Right here, right here)
Anybody care? (Nobody care)
What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?) What? (What?)