Insane Clown Posse - Phat Or Wack? lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen The host of phat, uhh, phat or wack? Uhh your friend and mine Bink chipperwink (applause) Hello everybody I'm bink chipperwink And this is phat or wack! The rules are simple Each one of our teams will play music From their upcoming album And the studio audience will judge by applause Now let's meet our contestants Team number 1 from the southwest side of detroit They are violent j and shaggy 2 dope The insane clown posse (boo!) And team number 2 from the east side of detroit They are jamie madrox and the monoxide child Twiztid (boo!) Now let's play phat or wack Alright team number 1 first The insane clown posse, are you ready? Yeah, yeah i'm ready bink, we ready What song are you gonna play for us? Terrible, naww umm f** the world, yeah yeah Uhh, bink f** the world, yup Ladies and gentlemen This is insane clown posse f** the world It's your turn to judge Phat or wack? f**, f** that sh** f** give it to me If i only could i'd set the world on fire (x3) Say f** the world f** the world! f** 'em all f** 'em all f** you, f** me, f** us f** tom, f** mary, f** gus f** dairius f** the west coast And f** everybody on the east Eat sh** and die Or f** off at least f** pre-schoolers, f** rulers Kings and queens and gold j**elers f** wine coolers f** chickens, f** ducks Everybody in your crew s**s Punk muthaf**s f** critics, f** your review Even if you like me, f** you! f** your mom, f** your mom's mama f** the beastie boys and the daili llama f** the rain forest, f** a forest gump You probably like it in the rump f** a shoe pump f** the real deal And f** all the fakes f** all 52 states, oooh And f**... (buzz) well, that sound means that your time is out Ladies and gentlemen of the audience If you thought was phat let's hear a round of applause (crickets chirp) Ewww, i'm sorry Well, that could mean only one thing That sh** was wack! (applause) Ok we're gonna move right along here Team number 2, twiztid Are you gentlemen ready? Yeah we straight Ok what's your first selection for us today? Hey, hey man they just hoed my sh** f** the world was the sh** Diemuthaf**adie Naww, uh uh We gonna come with 2nd hand sec, this on? 2nd hand smoke, yeah yeah 2nd hand smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is twiztid, 2nd hand smoke You be the judge Phat or wack? Free your mind I represent the east side, no peace f** the police We tell you to increase the deceased at least A grown man tellin you something that he believe Practice to deceive, no more tricks up my sleeve What the f** b**h, chuck b**h Why you talkin sh**? Better duck b**h Before your dome get hit This sh** is twiztid deeper than that old french braid Stickier than jam and jelly phased, kick it Everybody else real talkin bout something What you thought you heard b**h, Can it, cause your frontin Dead wrong Dinner table conversations Leavin' you pistol-whipped in the corner with abrasions Part of the contamination of mind state Sleep in a dream, hopin it's gone when i awake Mama think i'm a play on play serial k**a Fruitloop biting my mind like godzilla We survive like catapillas in cocoons and caskets Stretch the industry like elastic So fantastic, like the newport cigarette that i smoke Hit the motherf**a till i choke I brag and i boast about nothin d**h, dying, and hoes f**in So understand that he's saying something Never be heard i'm underground with the dirt and grime Smashin heads be my reason for rhyme I'm on time like a motherf**a Leavin you hangin in the forest Standin in some comfortable shifts like chuck norris Check the chorus Second hand smoke when you breath Remember what i told you always believe You relieve on the monoxide child and wild Travel the world on nine cloud screaming loud Free your mind Breath it in second hand smoke Free your mind Breath it in second hand smoke You phony b**hes wanna shut... (buzz) Oh times up Audience phat or wack? Applause please (one clap, then wind blowing) Ohh i'm sorry It seems that this audience also feels That sh** was wack! Personally i think they both s** (applause) Ok back to contestants number 1 Uhh hopefully this time gentlemen You'll come with somethin A little more likable for me and the audience (they f**in s**) Are you ready? Yeah man c'mon Yeah we ready fat b**h What's the name of your selection? Uhh hold on hold on uhh i have the bomb sh** dawg The shaggy show, can't fail That's wack dawg Aight then what? Muf**in terrible... Aight hey we want you to play uhh terrible, bink Here it is, insane clown posse, terrible Phat or wack? Muthaf**a You don't know sh** do ya? You wouldn't know sh** If it ripped into your ugly b**h a** face You ain't even begun to expierence drama muthaf**a your mama Your muthaf**in big fat chicken faced a**ed mama Don't even know about this drama, muthaf**a Oh my god look at that, turn it up please Poor nancy kerrigan's sweet little knees Somebody took a black thing and went thump That's terrible we heard about it for months What about that one nobody guy that they found Dead in the gra** With his dick in his a** Unless there was more But you won't recall Cause michael jackson squeezed up On some little kids balls What you consider drama Ain't all that It's just that your wack With your intergalactic satellite data compress Yes, but we can't feed the homeless And then oj's wack story unfolded Everybody watched that while okalahoma exploded 900 good reasons why this world don't really care Thats what it costs for a wheel chair! What you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible Terrible, what you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible... (buzz) There's the buzzer Audience phat or wack? That sh** was wack! Ohh you guys f**in s** Your momma s**s my dick Ok we'll move back over here to team number 2 Twiztid are you ready? Man f** you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don't matter This muthaf**a (they booing everything) Yeah that's what i'm sayin Rock the dead, f** it Bink b**h Bink b**h f** you This is twiztid rock the dead Phat or wack? Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked sh** and the dead will arise Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked sh** and the dead will arise Come on Space and beyond Mind dumpin in the yard I stoles your headstone from your grave plot Conscience and confused Seen tomorrows dreams on tonights news Fallin through a hole in the sky Will i die? You know the time multiplied with this life, love, and lies Steppin in the darkness Walkin through my conscience Like an android i remain heartless Underground, and mental know me well Bring it to the white lights of the depths of hell Walk through the time flux hand and hand with clear mind Chords are harmonious like the rhythm of windchimes Peel back the rhyme and examine the fruit Rotten to the core buried in they best suits Maggots crawling on they face, Eyes sunk in they head Throw your f**in arms up and rock the dead Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked sh** and the dead will arise Wake up, float to the sky Bring the wicked sh** and the dead will arise Come on Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead And all we wanna do is rock the dead So many thoughts runnin all through my head But the only one that's clear is rock the... (buzz) Time's up Ladies and gentlemen Phat or wack? (silence) Ohh as that was some sort of surprise This audience feels That sh** was wack! Ok we're gonna mosey on back over to team number 1 The insane clown posse Fella's are you ready? Yeah, yeah we ready But i want uhh everyone in the studio audience To know y'all can s** my dick! That's great, but uhh save the drama for your momma Man i'm bout to bring the drama to your muthaf**in chin Punk a** b**h I'm scared, bring it Now this is your last chance Do you have a selection ready? Man f** it Let's hit em up with another love song Yeah they'll probably like the p**y sh** Uhh another love song b**h Ok ladies and gentlemen This is insane clown posse another love song Phat or wack? Yeah, i mean i hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment And i could forgive you...i could do that I could do anything if i wanted to I could buy you a lexus truck With a white leather interior (i could) I could k** off some bears and dogs and sh** Just to make you a fur coat I could love you and treat you with cla** (oh yeah) And have babies fallin all out your a** But thinkin about that I feel i'd rather k** you Cause i got you in my car You ain't goin no were b**h your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b**h a** I'd rather chop and never stop Because you f**ed my homie I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that b**h a** I'd rather chop and never stop Because you f**ed my homie... (buzz) Well that was a good song, (fart) not Well audience you built the casket Time to nail it shut Phat or wack? That sh** was wack! Well that's gonna do it for insane clown posse it's time for you guys to hit the door Cause you're definitely wack Man f** you, f** the show, f** the audience (ok) All y'all can f** off Man f** y'all Yo jeckel brothers out may 25th juggalos Yeah, yeah, yeah f** off, f** off, f** off Alright don't let the door hit you on the a** We've seen it all before People come here so eager And leave so bitter (hahaha) On to team number 2 Ok twiztid here's your last chance Are you ready? Man we should f** you up Negative muthaf**a What's the selection you're gonna play? Uhh we got whatthef** Umm there's a few but i'm tellin you man There's crazy booin, crazy I'm like it don't matter How does it feel? bink b**h How does it feel? It probably feels wack Ladies and gentlemen How does it feel? Phat or wack? How does it feel to be you How does it feel to feel the way you do It's so decisive And i don't care if you like or you hate me I know you muthaf**as bout to underrate me How does it feel to be you How does it feel to feel the way you do It's so decisive And i don't care if you like or you hate me I know you muthaf**as bout to underrate me You label me a paranoid schizophrenic Known on this planet for 2 things Talkin sh** and automatic Mind gets transferred in little walks through the woods Bury you alive if i could Robin through the hood with a body in the trunk Unidentified because he's known as a chump I hear him keep talking junk in my ear But nobody else can hear I look around and i'm feeling weird Palms are sweaty i'm about to black out Last chance but nothing could stop this twiztid sprout I'm all about mad cussing f** you and the red martian Peon wrecking and skull crushing Turning b**hes to dust and when i recite you folks die Like i creep in the night, i let your soul fly So high that i never touch ground Make it so your bodies never found Another unsolved mystery Looking for some nobody Every single night on tv Try to get me to see My eyes closed and rolled back Holdin a thought deep in my mind about a car jack Another break down in the middle of the street People just kept moving they feet Treat me like a freak, so how am supposed to act So when you see me muthaf**a... (buzz) There's the buzzer Audience how did that feel? That sh** was wack! Tell me about it Twiztid beat it (man you beat it) Get the hell outta here (naww f** that) We been here all day Three strikes and your out June 22nd fool twiztid mostasteless Yeah i know, go ahead Yeah you know, you don't know nuthin b**h Let the door close Ok ladies and gentlemen We're not gonna leave you with all that wackness So as the credits roll We'd like you to enjoy The all time grand champion danny k Now this is what real music is about Until next time I'm burt chipperwolf And this has been phat or wack (some wack rapping) Promotional consideration paid for By island slash psychopathic If for any reason you should care for or like One of the groups that was wack Might i suggest you go pick up one of their albums The insane clown posse uhh Entitled the amazing jeckel brothers Which will be in stores nationwide may 25th Or twiztid mostasteless Which will be in stores nationwide june 22nd As always we'd like to thank you for your Participation in watching this fine television program that's copyright 1999