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Big daddE NateThaMac, is here to tell you fuckerz about the coming of THE 5TH JOKERZ CARD! Anywayz as you all must know it is coming to stores in april wit tha ICPs new wicked ass movie "BiG mUnE HuStLeRz" which of course is gonna kick some serious biggot,rich boy punk ass! N-E wayz The 5th jokers card featuring:Ol' dirty Bastard,Cypress hill,Snoop Doggy Dawg,Mike Clark,Oddities,NIN,Guns'N'Roses,NateDogg,Twiztid,DMX,Myzery,Ice-T (who cant rap worth shit but hell i guess ya gotta givem credit right?),Ice Cube,and Chuck D! Wit 12 Phat wack songs and 1 secret solo song on the album,And by tha lookz of dat,i say it is gonna be sweet as shit man! The Ablum has 2 different versions to it. Tha first one Has 12 songs on it,but whut you dont know is that at the end of each album features a secret song.One has a solo by Jake Jeckl (Violent J)and the second one features Jack Jeckl (Shaggy2Dope)....as if you didnt know.But prepare yourselves when the 6th jokers card comez,when the moon linesup with the sun and pluto lines wit URANUS! Your biggot bitch ass is gone if your a fuckin richie prick bitch,the wicked clown will take his staff and slowly stick that shit up ur ass and let your little bitch ass fry for all eternity for all tha bad shit you caused for the peepL that arent exactly as leveled wit yo ass!....then you will pay tha ultimate price BITCH BOY! WICKED CLOWN STYLE! I know you all are probably pissed off by now becuz Mad Proffessor was supposed to come out on March.2nd but sence Island records fucked ICP up it will be coming out on March.24th so that was kinda fucked up bigtime, But just wait...When tha fifth jokers card comes this May.11th! The Next To Arrive... The 5th Joker's Card is entitled: The Amazing Jeckyl Bros (jake and jack jeckyl). You can find this out from the Milenko cover, if you have the Gold it says it completly on the inside. The red, green, and purple, are a puzzle that tell you when put together. Release Date: March (new release date)'99 Know Songs: "Assassins" (new!!!) "Mr. Johnsons Head (remix)" "Fuck The World" "I Want My Shit" "The Amazing Maze" "The Shaggy Show" w/ Special Guest Star "Terrible" "Everybody Rize" "Nothing's Left" "Come Play With Me" (may possibly be added, dropped from the Chucky 4 Soundtrack) Track With Old Dirty Bastard called "Bitches" Track With Snoop Doggy Dogg Track With Nine Inch Nail Guitarist Track With Ice-T called "Dead End" Phone Skits With The Jerky Boys, between songs. Possibly Track(s) With Myzery and Twiztid Producer: Mike E. Clark | ||||||||||||||||
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Real Name: Jerry Wilson Age: 14 Grade: 9th Income: What ever me gets,me takes! D.O.B: 09/23/84 City: Bowie State: Maryland Interests: Listening to music,hangin out,smokin,spendin all my time wit my friends and my girlfriend especially! Hobbiez: Every weekend i go up to some shootin ranges in the army bases and shot for about 2 hours in the morning...god know it will come in handy one day,and jus chillin Favorite Sports: Hockey(well not as much anymore),Wrestling...STONE COLD FUCKIN STEVE AUSTIN KIX ASS!I did play football for 2 years,but this this past 10/26/98 i was playin football at our homcoming game and some dumbass cheerleader comes up to me and takles me and im like "OH FUCK" i look at my wrist when i tried to catch myself wit it...and it is fuckin disloacated and i jus fuckin passed out and felt like so much shit,but if you want some pictures of me after gettin surgery in jus a freakin robe (im not givin sendin out the one wit me tryin to get a soda while im all fucked up,and my ass wuz stickin out the robe),one pic shows me jus wakin up from the gas and i couldnt open my eyes,and one wit my friend laughin at me and i punched him in his chest (he deserved it),next one shows me finally gettin up and my grandpas say "how was it and i flicked him of and passed out for anutha hour,and tha last Pic shows tha luvly ass nurse (hehe...damm she was PHAT!!!) tryin to give me sum coke and im lien there in bed tryin to open my mouth and it shows me in a hell of alot of pain and my arm is fuckin huge as shit cuz its all swollen up and shit! So you you wanna get these pics jus e-mail me and ill send you them....but if you send them to other peepL or-else i will come over and beat your fuckin asses personaly!!! Favorite Songs: prom queen,super balls,cotton candy,stomp,when i get out,wizard of the hood,joke ya mind,headless boogie,hey vato,chicken huntin Slauterhouse remix,lil' sump sumthin,house of mirrors,southwest song,clown love,oddities intro,piggie pie,neden game,guts on the ceiling,the stalker,17 dead,pretty fly,halls of illusions,85 bucks an hour,Psychopathic,is that you?,fuck off,pass me by,come with me...ect. Favorite moviez: cant hardly wait,deep rising,Ringmaster,Varsity blues,theres something about mary,Phat beach,Hoodlum,Baseketball,Stanle Mania,Strangle Mania 2,Shes all that,happy gilmore,Scream....ect. Farvorite TV shows: MTV musicjamz,Jerry Springer,Married with children,All in tha family,South park,simpsons,family guy,PJz,and Saturday Night Live Likes listening to: Adam Sandler (Hes stupid as shit but hes so fuckin hilarious),DMX,Sublime,ODB(ol' dirty bastard),2pac,green day,everclear,cotton mouth kings,R.A.T.M,Beastie boys,Rancid,Bush,ICP,and thers some more but i jus kant think of'em Prized posesion: My grrl,of course ya stupid ass! Favorite drink: I would say faygo but they dont sell it up here which totally sux shit!....but besides that shit i would have to say "pepsi one"....but if were talking alcoholic drink then il say King Cobras 40oz. Favorite food: Pizza,and french fries! Hates: Parents,and my Ex g/f who i just dumped cuz she went around tellin everyone i ate her out and shit like that! ICQ#: 18159578 Status: 5'6,blue eyes,spiked dirty blonde hair,thin!! G/Fz Name: Alescia FeruzzA ICP HOTLINE: 734-480-3910 Favorite group: Take a lucky fuckin guess! Personal Quote: FUCK PIGZ,FUCK MY PARENTS,FUCK BIGGOT RICH BOYZ,AND FUCK YOU IF YOU AINT DOWN WIT THA CLOWN....unless youve never heard of them.. | Dis Shit Is about ME!!! | ||||||||||||||||
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Ok,I finally got some badass poem stuff here from muh best buddy,MAGDA! From her page,and here is a little preview,enjoy dis shit!...i know i did. Angel of Death My Soul Soaring high. My Lips Tasting the insignificance. Your fingertips Imagining her. Your eyelids closed Blocking out�me? She watches on From her cloud far above, Her mind clear as the brightest diamond. An explosion in my mind Of my mind From my mind. Trust. Hate. Love. Faith. Rage creeping up my back, Down my spine, Around my waist Into my heart. Its long, sharp claws Dig deep into my crimson, pulsing heart. SNAP! Something is missing. Its so quiet. Can't you hear it too? The wind picks up a leaf. Twisting and turning, Throwing and catching. I look at you. Searching and finding, Looking and crying. A streak of blood, Running down your cheek. A tear. Perfect little red tears form, Dropping one by one, Soaking into the white carpet. "Look what you did" I hear myself say, But you don't hear me, You're too far away! Your soul is soaring high Up, far above the velvet sky. You no longer remember me. Its all the past. The sad, pathetic, living past. The bitter old memories Of you and me Sitting under an old oak, Gazing over the field. Both fearing, Both screaming, Both wishing. But no one knew. Weren't we happy? But now you're with her. Are you satisfied? Stealing my only dream. You know it should have been me Flying over the deep green sea Toward the outstretched arms Of the kindest angel. The angel I will never know Being blessed with a curse That is rightfully yours. Your eternal life has become my everlasting fright. I'll never know the sweet pleasure Of stretching out my wings� You know, the ones on your back? Instead of flying across the sky, My feet are chained to the solid ground Scraping against the cold chains The hardness of the ground making my feet bleed. Your burden resting on my shoulders You know it should have been me! Now,i dont know about you punkz but that really touched me! That was one of the best fuckin poems ive ever freakin read...much less the only one ive ever read,but thats besides to point! Whut im gettin at is that this grrl has reall fuckin talent and is totally BOMB ASS! And speaking of poems i have muh own i saw on an episode of Bevis And Butt-head that much less was funny as shit but also was....well hell you know... The Toilet And I Here I sit Same as ever Took a Dump And pulled The lever The Toilet clogged The Water flowed Look out world... Its a muther load! Now whut i have to say about that is....*LMFAO* Its all about a man,and a local companion,i think it touched us all! Hey, Juggaloz check dis out,to be able to win muh awardz whut you have to do is... 1. Have a link from your page to mine. 2. Totally be down wit tha clown,and before send me your webpage and let me inspect that shit. 3. And if i aprove of it you ass has won!! And for the stupid-ass award all you have to do is... 1. Send me $50,wit a post card 2. Give me your name,and phone number 3: Send post package to.... Your a Stupid ass 12345 Crackpot Drive Potville,USA 20715 4. And go out back and go shoot yourself for bein' a fuckin idiot... So if your ass want to win Muh awards,easily jus follow the directions (not the bottom ones),and you WIN!! 9MM And here at muh last fuckin webpage i jus had to tell you about muh band muh homiez Andy,Ryan,and I are tryin to make! The Name of the group is named "9mm",which i named becuz the other 2 assholes were fuckin stoned so they couldnt figure out a straight name for us! But after we make our first fuckin demo tape,which i'll have 8 songs on it.And we have 6 already! And god knows if da bitches at any freakin record label accept us, there probably gonna put us on dat "jive records" shit,but afterwards if we are really da shit,our hardcore asses will go to "PSYCHOPATHIC RECORDZ"!!!But that wont happen right away. But for now we have alot of bitches in our high school listening to our shit and sence there punk asses like it thats a good mutha fuckin start! So if you Juggaloz ever see a group out there called "9mm"!! Dont be so fuckin suprised becuz it will be us and the beastie ass part for you all will be if we make it to stardum you dumbasses wil' be getin to talk to a fuckin celeb (not does richie ass kinds though) right here on the net and will be able to talk to us! And get to say "oh,jerry i think your soooo beatie" and bullshit like dat! Remember we dont like no prissy ass bitches! That goes for those fucked up cheerleaders,and validictorians! Becuz all though sum of dem grrls have a nice "set" and things like that...under that chunk'o'chest there is nuthin but greed,richieness,and low down bigotry! So if your gonna do dat shit.....atleast say dat stuff to me cuz Ryan (Cum Crusader....LoL),and Andy (Stick.....inside joke),are not to good but of course.....Nah fuck dat i dont care.Shit Ryan jus Dumped his grrl for no fuckin reason on Saturday (02/20/99),Which i think was real fucked up....especially when my punk ass had a crush on her first and then jus to piss me off he asked her out! And then theres tallass Andy,Who thinkz any grrl is perfect hieght......if ya know whut i mean!But if ya dont,lets jus say "you dont have to lie down!"But hes taken for now to....so jus fuck all dat bullshit i jus said! Now for our group this past wensday 3/10/99 I freakin kicked Andy out of our fuckin group! Becuz hes a stupid ass dumb fuckin idiot and For tryin' to take me on by fighting me! But he lost after i picked up muh bike and threw it dead in his fuckin jaw! She hes out! Hes always thought he was the shit,and could always pic onme...but now...hes a pieace of shit compared to muh ass! And now tha part you all have been waiting for.....i know i fuckin have! First off,I wanna send a special "FUCK OFF" to tha thin ass bitch down the street, for tryin to act all big and badass on tuesday (2/16/99),and for punchin me in tha fuckin face just becuz when she insulted and spread rumors about me,my punk ass had a come back and she didnt like it.and you are lucky as shit that you were a grrl (or atleast i think she is),cuz i would of done more than just throw you into the lockers (not hard) next time!Oh and i promise i wont tell anyone your a gay ass dyke either....oopz 2 late!!!so go FUCK OFF! My next "FUCK OFF" goes 2 All the bitches in muh class who always make fun of me jus becuz i am so fuckin obsessed wit ICP!"HEY! Jus becuz there white and there rappers doesnt mean that they can t be jus as good as master pand all them uth wannabe bitches!" This "FUCK OFF" goes 2 my mom and her fishy ass girlfriend......thats right,you heard me.For always gettin me in trouble and blamin shit on me that i didnt do! And for lettin her little dyke of a son always takin my shit and ruwenin it and i get in trouble......now thatz fucked up! Herez a pic up top of the one and only....DEADBODYGIRL Yo check dis shit out.... Much clown love to the one grrl in muh life Alescia for always bein' there for me even when it ment tha most......and embarrasing my ass in tha first grade buh kissin me on the bus,yea ill never forget that! (shit,peepL still come up 2 me an d say "hey didnt you make out wit that grrl on the bus years ago?")Oh well i still love yuh babe MCL~ I would like to send special props 2 DeadBodyGirl,Cuz she had the freshest fuckin ICP wesite,and after i saw it i said whut the fuck ill just make my own.....and for lettin me win her Juggalo award MCL~ 2 my dawg Ryan especially cuz hes tha bitch who made me start listenN to them and now im so obsessed wit them! And I would like to give shout outz to Amanda,Ashley and muh friend Lauren!Ashley i hope ya get better from bein' sick for these 2 weekz and i know you arent really much an ICP fan as you were before,though now you love KORN..hole,but i still had to give ya props cuz your muh best bud...crackhead *LOL*,Amanda thanx for jus bein' there whenever especially when the boyz are actin like fuckin assholes alot,Lauren...well...uh,thanx for jus bein you...even when you kik'd muh ass and punched me in tha nuttz on the way home from stupid ass schoole that one day...anyways next time you do that give me fare warning OK! Much clown love to all the juggaloz on WcP on VPlaces!! MCL~ To RingMastersGirl for always bein a good friend to me,and bein someone who i can tell anything to and always understandin my problems that i might have MCL~ To muh Grrl Michelle,i made her into a tru juggalette (5mins alone wit me would make anyone go insane). I just wanna say i miss ya and you were a tru good friend but its a shame you had to move up in canada,i really am gonna miss you.but atleast we can still write to eachother *hugz*.MCL~ And to a great Friend Magda,for bein' "CooL",and stayin down wit tha clown and jus 4 bein' yourself.MCL~Love ya!.....oh shit! (dont tell my grrl i said that or my ass is herz!) And to all you otha juggaloz who i didnt mention i send out MCL~ 2 yuz.(jus email me if you want me to put yo name in wit these utha juggaloz and i will put you on ok!) Welcome to tha celestial circus of lunacy, madness, and excess that travels through time and space to distort pleasant youthful memories into a horrific living nightmare. Nearly eight years ago, this cryptic force reached into our earthly dimension and touched two Detroit street rappers, now known by their carnival names VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE, and revealed to them the coming apocalypse. Transformed into the image of clowns, VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE became heralds of the coming judgement, and to make their warnings clear, these clowns carry axes instead of balloons. ICP's disturbing doomsday visions, extravagant theories, and sociopathic clown personas give them more in common with Wes Craven, Edgar Allen Poe, and Steven King than with any modern street rappers. Regardless, the driving force behind ICP has made their message explode with over 250,000 of their self -released records having already been sold to new converts of the Dark Carnival. Previous to their transformation, ICP stood for Inner City Posse and was an extension of a gang which VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE started in Southwest Detroit. Back then, the group had about 15 people and did straight gangster rap as heard on their '91 debut DOGBEATS. However, when the album started selling well in the Detroit area, their gang's rep skyrocketed and caused a serious backlash from the other local gangs. ICP became victims of serious gang violence forcing many members to leave town. Then came the first epiphany of the Dark Carnival. Alone and scared, VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE were visited by the Carnival Spirit and told them of a great judgment racing towards earth to punish evil-doers. With little time left, the Carnival Spirit ordained VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE to be ministers of the street through six revelations,refereed to as Jokers Cards, which will be manifested in the form of ICP records. "Six will visit," said the Carnival Spirit, "followed by the crumbling of time itself... a dark carnival sweeping across the land as a shadow, plagued with destruction." The other members of ICP were not privy to the same oracle and thus rejected VIOLENT J and 2DOPE's newfound Carnivology. Once most of these unbelievers left, the power of the Dark Carnival descended upon its remaining devotees as subtle as a calm mist yet as glorious as a fiery comet. Made over with make-up and cheap no-brand shoes, ICP became the INSANE CLOWN POSSE and exploded with frightening regional success. ICP's Island Records' debut, THE GREAT MILENKO, is the fourth Joker Card, preceded by the self-released CARNIVAL OF CARNAGE, THE RINGMASTER, and THE RIDDLE BOX. The previous releases warned of entities like the Ringmaster, who will represent the sum judgement for evil-doing which a man must face in his grave, and the Riddle Box,whose crank a man must turn to have his eternal destiny pop up before him. The Dark Carnival's newest Joker Card warns of the Great Milenko,and evil illusionist from the nethervoid of the shadow walker. VIOLENT J explains, "The Great Milenko tempts people with illusions of better lifestyles built upon wrongdoing.. The fourth Jokers Card is a warning that man must look past these illusions as see the evil judgment that the Great Milenko is really offering." As the Carnival Spirit revealed in Halls Of Illusion,"Your death comes wicked, painful, and slow at the hands of Milenko!". ICP continue to rail against the richies, rednecks, and racists on THE GREAT MILENKO, with tales of death and destruction (or worse) for the evil doers. While driven forward by the coming judgement,ICP still retains a synergy with the streets of Detroit through Faygo soda, known as the poor man's pop because it costs a mere $.60 a 2-liter. VIOLENT J and SHAGGY 2 DOPE were raised on Faygo in their poverty-stricken youth, so the Dark Carnival inspired them to utilize Faygo as a symbolic reminder. At every show, ICP showers the crowd with about six hundred liters of Faygo,which is only a sixth of what the crowd brings with them. VIOLENT J remarks, "We like to shake up the bottles, poke holes in them, and throw them into the audience. We even have these huge guns that shoot Faygo over fifty feet so its impossible not to get soaked." Yet Faygo fights are only one small part of ICP's unparalleled live shows, which are more appropriately known as "thematic riots" With every tour, the Dark Carnival reveals a different theme to ICP that makes their shows more like "The Amityville Horror" and "The Funhouse" than like Popmart or the Clash of the Titans tours. With each having its own enormous, elaborate set, past tour themes include The Prom Night Massacre, The Omen, The Resurrection,The Joker's Gallery, and the very messy Pie-In-Your-Fucking-Face tour. These sets included insane asylums, haunted houses, people popping out of coffins, dunk tanks on stage, fire coming up from the floor, blood on the walls,axes, knives, chains, and whatever else fits the theme, as well as numerous extra characters on stage like zombies, freaks, and the infamous ape boy. The Dark Carnival's spirit is so powerful at these shows that kids will line up for hours wearing clown make-up and dressing according to the night's theme. In support of ICP's vision, a host of renowned guest appear on THE GREAT MILENKO, like Alice Cooper (doing a spoken word into), Steve Jones of the Sex Pistols (playing guitar on "Piggy Pie"), and Slash of Guns 'n' Roses (playing guitar on "Halls of Illusions"). Each of these artists were touched by the very same Carnival Spirit that has made ICP such remarkable prophets of the coming age. Nothing has stopped ICP yet,even the live show mayhem that has cost its members numerous black eyes, cracked fingers,broken bones, concussions, dreadlocks pulled out of their head, and in 2 DOPE's case, being hung by the neck from a barricade by over-zealous fans. "It doesn't matter because we're doing the work of the Dark Carnival," says VIOLENT J. "Yeah, we go through some crazy shit, and its getting worse. But you just gotta love it!". This was taken from the offical ICP website at www.insaneclownposse.com and i want to send mad props out to them 4 fresh info on ICP!!! This One website here is all mainly dedicated to muh Grrl Alescia (pic of her above),God knows we have been through everything together wit' eachother and it jus kills me to have to see her have to go in a few days cuz some bitch isnt gettin all of her FUCK'N RENT! Im doin all i can now i have to call up muh work and im gonna try and work overtime and shit like that to help them but they said its ok...whic i dont think its ok cuz i dont wanna jus ditch out on her and let her jus go to ohio and jus be a stranger again and have a rough time tri'n to make it up there,and right now all i fuckN care about is her jus like i always have,except now i do the most. And i jus wanna give thanx to God for not always bein fare to me but atleast givin me a reason to fuckin live,and that reason was to be wit alescia! And im afraid now that im gonna have to go back on bein a person who has no fuckin life,gettin fucked up everynight and shit like that all over again,i mean i still do but things are gonna be like the old days when of course they sucked! But i can not go on like this,sooner or later im gonna fuckin crack,and go through some nervous fuckin break down or some shit!Anyways im probably boring you all any fuckin way,but thanx for listenin.... This just in,It has come to muh fuckin attension that muh grrl Alescia has to leave to ohio this upcoming tuesday (03/16/99),so if any of you try to contact me, im sorry i wont be in this weekend from friday after noon - sunday night i will be over at muh babes house to spend as much time wit her as i possibly can before she has to go...that is all...DAMMIT! It jus tears me fuckin up inside Muh Award Winners So freakin Far The only fuckin' winner who i have so far is a really good friend of mine...which of course is MAGDA!! *CLAP* Keep up da good work! Your doin' jus great...oh,and can you send me some more of dat poetry stuff...it sounds pretty cool actually! And thats basically it........i guess?...And herez some lyrics to some of the songs I like and that are PHAT as shit! Southwest Song -Ringmaster Good people sometimes think bad things Good people dream bad things, don't you Good people even do bad things Once in a while, we do Factory smoke and choke in pain Cuz Del Ray funk is in my brain So I break the law but I'm not to blame You only know my place, you don't know my name Well, I grip the fence and bent the steal And I steal a car and I grip the wheel And I park the car then I steal it again Cuz I really don't know what's happening I wait for night to fall then I walk outside And then I run back in cuz I don't wanna die You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain And I pray to God to help me justify Look over me cuz my brain is fried And I don't have a name, I don't have a home I just lay alone on my bed of stone You see, death awaits me on my narrow path And when I stop to think I can only laugh Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long To see everybody singing that southwest song Wooooooo Oh We-oh Everybody singing that southwest song Some say I'm real and some say I'm fake But I really don't care cuz it's all too late You see, my mind is weak and I'm losing breath As I crawl along I can feel the death Everywhere I go I bring with me pride And then I pay the carny and I take a ride But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death So I try it again with what pride is left If we have to go then you can take me fast You see, I started under and I'm sinking fast And when the joker's card is missing from your deck Then you know the road has finally caught my neck Eh, yo, don't look, now, there we go again It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends He's always hanging round waitin for me to die We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy I feel him in the corner of a circled room At about thirteen in the afternoon And then I see the strain as I walk along I notice everybody singing that southwest song Wooooooo Oh We-oh Everybody singing that southwest song What does seem bad to you? I'm angry... What does seem bad to you? I'm angry Everybody singing that southwest song If my time has come, then I'm ready to go Shoot me in the face with your forty-four And when I'm falling down to my soury death I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha) Lose some, win some, that's how it goes I've been down and out, I took many blows And there ain't nothing here I ain't seen before I'm just a jugglin juggla jugglin more You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down You wanna start a family and ya own a home I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone You see the forks up, I see the forks down But I'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around Cuz my brain is gone and it's on it's way I'm exploding, so get off me, dog!!! And I could be right and I could be wrong And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long But it does not matter what set you on Tonight everybody sings that southwest song Wooooooo Oh We-oh Everybody singing that southwest song What seems bad to you? Is hitting other kids? Chicken Huntin' (Slauterhouse remix)-RiddleBox Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'. Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye, boom-shaka, boom-shaka, Hair chunks in the sky. Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye. Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut. "What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly. Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it. Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets. Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast. (Pre-Chorus): Last as long as you can, my man, Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got: Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... (End prechorus) (Chorus): "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Cut a motherfuckin' chicken now, " "Right!" (Chorus) Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah, Feel the red on a Chicken neck. Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly. Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see? I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said, "Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?" Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head, The back of your neck's all over the shed. Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang, I'm 2 Dope, and it ain't no thing To cut a chicken, triggers clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin' (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) Went to Kentucky, I got lucky, Met this hogcallin' bitch named Blocky. Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow. Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. Wow. Red neck fella, moon-shine sella, Hangin' by his neck bone. Chicken bone's locked in the cella', Yella' bellied chicken plucka'. You red neck fucka! (Chorus) Rich bitch! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ha ha ha ha ha! UH! (echo) Joke Ya Mind -Beverly kills Joke ya mind... Joker jumping joker sing Joke ya mind... Wicked clown is in the house Wake up in my golden bed Wicked thoughts inside my head Step outside and glide away Nothing's wicked here today I can breathe the magic mist and excell your every wish Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud I can jump across the land Wind up in the emerald sand Swing the jewels of endless time Take it all cuz it's mine Pour a bowl of chocolate soup Serve it with the fruit loop This is my world I am king Joker sing, joker sing Joke ya mind... Joker jumping joker sing Joke ya mind... Wicked clown is in the house I can fall in love like that In my world she loves me back If I chose, I chose alone Freak is gone, boys is on Cuz the homies watch your back Life is over like that Once it's done, it's done, it's dead. Ticky-tocky-ticky-dead If you feel the need to go Go, go, won't ya go, They call you a freak show. Welcome to the carnival Yes, ladies and gentlemen The wicked clowns will arrive in your town soon And believe me, it won't be pretty Justice must be served, To the uncaring selfish wealthy ones Be prepared and get ready To catch 400 years of hell and, oh, one last note to all, Wicked clown is in the house Joke ya mind... Welcome to the carnival I can breathe the magic mist And excell your every wish, Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud (repeat) Chicken Huntin' (Slauterhouse remix)-RiddleBox Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'. Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye, boom-shaka, boom-shaka, Hair chunks in the sky. Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye. Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut. "What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly. Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it. Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets. Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast. (Pre-Chorus): Last as long as you can, my man, Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got: Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes) Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... (End prechorus) (Chorus): "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Cut a motherfuckin' chicken now, " "Right!" (Chorus) Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah, Feel the red on a Chicken neck. Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly. Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see? I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said, "Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?" Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head, The back of your neck's all over the shed. Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang, I'm 2 Dope, and it ain't no thing To cut a chicken, triggers clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin' (Pre-Chorus) (Chorus) Went to Kentucky, I got lucky, Met this hogcallin' bitch named Blocky. Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow. Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. Wow. Red neck fella, moon-shine BORDER=0> | ||||||||||||||||
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