Текст песни Insane Clown Posse w Esham - Chop Chop
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[answering machine](beep) Then you know what you can doYou can be a couple of pleasersAnd take some tweazersAnd bust every hair on my nutsackPaste em to your backThen jump on the E-TrackAnd suck my dick exactly where it`s at....HO(beep)[old record plays]Jay fuzz the clown Jay fuzz the clownJay fuzz the clown[low voice repeats]JugglesJugglesJugglesJuggles (x2)[low bass starts in background][Verse 1-Violent J] (crowd in parentheses)Hey, Hey it`s the wicked jokersand we`re coming to the valley and we`ll smoke ya (choke ya)Kick the clown in the forehead and I`m juggling juggling your head(Jed) You big fat redneck mounty ass hickI`m a city slicker and I`m come to the valley and I`m gonna hit yaand ya know the carnival`s gonna get wit` yaOh, I meant as well mention, that I come from another di-men-sionYou never seen nothing like this boy (Magic acts of pain and joy)Please don`t try to come and get meBecause I pack a French curler with meAnd them punks are gonna have to take me out quickBecause I can do a double-flip you fat piece of shitPicture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hatBecause some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop[Chorus]Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, ChopSwing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop [X2][Verse 2-Violent J] (Crowd in parentheses)Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they socketsAnd fried in the streets like a sick em [sound of popping and a splatter](stick em, pick em)Break em off something from the smokestackI`ve been breathing all my life so I`m dying anywayI`m nothing but a radiation freak showMy arm fell of and it bounced on the floorCarnival land up the alley (alley, alley)Then we landed in Sunny Valley(Jumpin up and down on a richies head)And now I`m gonna jump till he`s finally dead(Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump)They got no love yet we got controlThey`ll never touch my funky soulStreet top all extra topNow we can run or we can walkEither way some gotta stopOr the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop[Chorus][Verse 3-Esham and Violent J][Esham] Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown[Violent J] What`s up comes down[Esham] Before my nuts go soft juggle em around[Violent J] Bitch wanna join the carnival circus grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus[Esham] I gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy (*mixed*) and these heads I drill[Violent J] Chills, thrills, bigots writing wills an axe to the forehead usually kills[Esham] If this ain`t hell, I can`t tell, hang my body on a cross with some rusty nailsIf I juggle then call me a juggla, I`m a nap rubbla, voodoo smugglaSee I got the symptoms of insanity, I`m down with J from the ICPI`m down with him and he`s down with meSo if we gotta chop see H-O-PE[Violent J]Running down the block someone hit me wit` a rock And my brains all over the streetBut I`m a wicked clown and I`m up and down all over this Esham beat[Esham]So, so, so if I gotta chop, then I guess I gotta chopIf I chop, then I gotta chop, chop[Both]But you could never stop sucker, you could never dropWicked clowns `cause you know we love to CHOP, CHOP[Chorus] (x2)*in background*Got to be funky....fades to end