Insane Clown Posse - Hound Dogs lyrics

[Intro: Violent J] Hound dog a** muthaf**a… Raise up off my nizzos Get off my nuts! Get off me b**h! [Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope] sh**, muthaf**in hound dogs, what? Swingin from my balls so hard, it's like I got a third nut And look, I don't care who you know, b**h Lookin fine, get the f** to the back of the line Lyin to hoes, sayin you my cousin Like my momma and your momma are sisters or somethin Oh yeah, we down, go ahead, let 'em in Blah! Knuckle hammers to the chin Be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth? You're gonna hear your neck snap (CRACK!) In fact ho, f** out my bus! Ask questions like a mutt but ain't down to f**? (no) You see ‘em go, you see ‘em go, you see ‘em come again From my dick to Twiztid's dick, and then To Violent J's dick to Blaze's Dick, try to grope us with they paws Goddamn hound dogs! [Hook x2] Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay Hound dogs ain't got sh** to say Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone [Verse 2: Monoxide Child] What's the whole meanin of a hound dog? (What?) bu*t sniffin, dick lickin, all kinda rub y'all I'm in a club, smokin on a square Step on out to get a little fresh air But I can't do that, I get attacked like a cardiac People rushin front to back, they're like "Sign that" Ain't nothin wrong with givin me props But actin like the punk a** cops And swingin off my nuts has gotta stop Walk around, spreadin rumors like you know Sayin sh** you heard me tell a ho, after a show Homie, I don't play that sh** one bit f** around and get your head cut off rite quick Psychopathic b**h boy, peep the axe Specializing in splittin the hound dog backs Plottin against the whole world in facts So get off my dick, and I'm out like that! [Interlude 1] [Jamie Madrox] Alright y'all [Random hound dog] Wait, come here! Oh my God, you don't remember me? [Jamie Madrox] Nah... [Random hound dog] I had a crush on you for like, nine years… [Jamie Madrox] I don't know you fat b**h! [Random hound dog] It's me, Jenny! I sat behind you in Ms. Croberry's chemistry cla** [Jamie Madrox] b**h I ain't even go to school! [Random hound dog] No, I'm saying if you were to sit there It would have been the sh** Umm, you think you could sign my shirt? [Verse 3: Violent J] Yeah, I remember school Hoes back then was like "Joe Bruce? Ewwww!" Years pa** by, and look I'm a star Now all them hoes like "Joe Bruce? Ahhhh" I'm still that nerdy a** voodoo nut Now I got hound dogs sniffin my bu*t I could have a worm hangin out of my dick hole And they'd be like "Well I think it's cute though" Miss me with all that, I ain't changed any Look at me, I make Big Pun look skinny I'm ugly as f**, resembling a Klingon Hoes still let me get my ding-a-ling-a-swing on What up with these pop kids buyin my sh**? Mainstream groupies, get off my dick! I wanna see real Juggalos at shows f** these Backstreet richy fake hoes! [Hook x2] [Verse 4: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Y'all don't even know who the f** I am Yet b**hes like "Who's his friend?" Goddamn! My lips is crusty, my feets is musty Lift up my nuts and my inch is dusty I ain't had p**y in eleven years I been dead, ain't nobody sheddin tears Look b**h, I don't give a f** about fame Glock co*ked for you b**hes, cause I'm married to the game Ain't no shame to the sh** I speak Slap hound dog b**hes in they face for weeks, freak I see you hatin on my Raiders cap When back in the day you was all about that (Sure was) Shot that a** out back in ‘89 Buried wearin Locs and this clock of mine Rose from the dead with the Lotus clique My guns played out, and I ain't changing sh**! (nope) [Interlude 2] [Random hound dog] Hey, aren't you Monoxide Child? [Monoxide Child] That's right b**h [Random hound dog] Right....the skinny one My best friend John supposed to be cousins with you or something [Monoxide Child] Who? [Random hound dog] So like, I figured if you give me your phone number I can give it to him, and maybe we can all hang out or something (Monoxide Child] Shiiiit [Random hound dog] Whatever Oh my God it's Blaze! HEY DEAD HOMIE! [Verse 5: Jamie Madrox] You's a hound dog b**h, and I will smack your face Ridin on my dick, now how my nuts taste? Every place that I go somebody want a photograph Or an autograph or “Can I get a dap?” “How did y'all get started, y'all sh** is really tight” “And what be motivatin y'all to grab a pen and write?” Listen hear lil b**h, I'm the k**er in disguise Twiztid muthaf**a with the milk white eyes I despise how you try to perpetrate like a Juggalo But you ain't down, muthaf**a, you's a Jugga-ho Hey ho you're afraid of the facts Never packin a gat, and always seen with an axe Take another picture and I'll break your jaw I got an eighty pound punch for each and every one of y'all Muthaf**as with the b**h a** hound dog face My a** crack's exposed, go on ‘head and get a taste [Hook x2] [Verse 6: Violent J] Muthaf**in hound dogs muthaf**a I got more sh** to say It be the same hound dogs in different cities Starin at me like I'm a set of titties Autographin T-shirts, hats, and socks And this b**h don't even know Riddle Box Real Juggalos don't want no picture They just walk up like "What up Ninja!?" After that, they give a f** where I'm headin They're like “f** him, we're lookin for neden” And I don't need any more free tattoos Got my arms looking like Motley Crue's I can be talking to the finest b**h in the land And you run up like "Hey, what up man?" That's when I slap you right on the spot And have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot Do I think I'm better cuz neden comes easy? Fo-sheezy, b**h! Bottom line y'alls Get off our balls Psychopathic out like Biggie-Smalls Can't f** with Dark Lotus little Biiiiiitch!