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Текст песни Insane Clown Posse - Red Christmas

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Jiggle my mutha fucken balls bitch.Insane Clown Posse back in this mutha fuckaHey yo Violent J, whats up?It`s Christmas, time for a slaughterMaybe your wife, maybe your daughterIt`s midnight, I land my sleighMake way for jolly St. JClimb down the chimny, for the murderDressed as the fat man everyones heard ofShimy down, shimy down, what the fuck?Somebody help me, I`m stuckNow what to do? I feel whackI got stuck in a chimny stackBut I hack, and shimmer on downSanta Claus ClownCan`t fuck around, nowLivingroom, shhh, I creepTippy toes cuz they asleepI pulled out the axe and slid down the hallI got a gift for all of ya`llWhats that? I better hide quickOh fuck, it`s the real St. NickAnd he musta been taken a shitBut regardless, I better move quick, nowSo I jumped him, Santa`s no jokeFucked around got my damn neck brokeHe strap, he shot, he didn`t miss(Gunshots and ho ho ho)I had a red christmas"I`m dreaming of a dead Christmas,The kind you`ll never have againCuz if you have a dead Christmas,That means your dead and thats the end"Merry, merry Christmas you fuckin chump,Seasons greetings loser, yo 2 Dope kick it!Jack Frost nibbles, he but fuck thatI aint got a home so he nibbles on my nutsackAnd my buttcrack, toes, and elbowsMy nutz is froze, fuck you hoesSo I made a friend like me, a snow manHe was down with the clown like a blow manHad a hat and eyes outta charcoalAnd a pipe, we fill it with indowMe and him sang songs in the snowflakesHe ate snowballs, I ate cornflakesAnd we both would freeze are ballz offI was there every time his head fallz offI put it back on for him with a smileHe was my boy, made from a snow pileThen the storm came, a blizzardSnow, wind, ice, a blizzardWe pulled through we hid in an alleyThe next day it was like sunny valleyHe was meltin I was just fineHe got pissed and pulled out a nine"If I`m gonna die you should come with meCuz we boyz" (gunshot) It hit meDamn I`m dying, I`m dead he got his wishAnd all I got was another red christmas"Sighlent night, violent fightNow I`m dead, one to the headChristmas this year seemed so whack"Happy New Year bitch boyHey, I got a New Years resolutionFor your chicken ass muthaTo kiss my mutha fucken ass, Woo!Jingle Bellz, Jingle BellzJingle all the wayAsk your fucken mom bitch,The ICP don`t play, heyWicked Clown, Wicked ClownBitches drop your drawersDon`t talk back just suck my sackAnd fiddle with my ballzYeah, ICP, Southwest for life,Christmas time you know what I`m sayin,Mr. Chris Cringle, you fat bitch,Mutha fucka never gave me shit,I`m a slap your across yourRed ass face mutha fucka, uhSouthwest down

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