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Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse is an American hip hop duo from Detroit, Michigan. The group is composed of Joseph Bruce and Joseph Utsler, who perform under the respective personas of the "wicked clowns" Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope. Insane Clown Posse performs a style of hardcore hip hop known as horrorcore and is known for its elaborate live performances. The duo has earned two platinum and five gold albums. According to Nielsen SoundScan, the entire catalog of the group has sold 6.5 million units in the United States and Canada as of April 2007. more »

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1992

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Filled your head with lead 'cause I want you dead
Girlie girlie bitch, you fucking freaky bitch
I knowing what you think, you think your shit don't stink
Take you out to dine and dine and wine and dine

I tell you you look fine, then we f*ck till I break your spine
Bitchy bitchy hoe, we fucking on the floor
We fucking in the bed then I'll shoot you in your head
You never make me cry, before that bitch you die

Wicked clown sadistic Sadistic psycholistic
I do like Nate the Mack and club ya in the back
I'm not like other guys I'm quick to blacken your eyes
Tommy son take off your coat I'll make you feel at home

Then take out my billy club and go upside your dome
Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe
You have a can of mace I'll shoot you in your face
I grab you by the neck and rip that shit out

Don't think that I'd hit ya but I'd punch and stomp and kick ya
You wouldn't hit a lad, what bitch, what hoe
Bitch, you told me that you loved me I thought that shit was true
But then you sucked on my boy's dick until his balls turned blue

Freaky freaky trick, take your fucking pick, suck or f*ck or what?
Nasty nasty slut I guess love is the word, you act like you ain't heard
I'm not like other guys I'm quick to blacken your eyes
Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe

I heard you gotta neck, why, uh, why don't you let me, uh
Why don't you uh why don't you let me break it, bitch?
I think I hurt a hoe a helpless drunken hoe
Someone tell me so do I hear a hoe?

Bitch, get in the car then I'll take you to the bar
But I took her to the alley, and kicked her with the balley
Stomped her in her face, her chicky chicky face
You took my heart and bit it so I took your lip and split it

You took my life and crushed it I took your head and bust it
I take your leg and break it I take your life and take it
And bitch it's no surprise I'm not like other guys
Take it, take it, take it cut off your head and bake it

And bitch it's no surprise I'm quick to blacken your eyes
Tommy son take off your coat I'll make you feel at home
Take that razor to your throat, I'm from the ghetto zone
Bitchy bitchy hoe, you fucking freaky hoe

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