Insane Clown Posse - I Want My Sh*T lyrics

It was like march or April, f**in' libra, f**in', um, sh** Taurus, born in 1775 I'm like 300 and something, but I'm still alive I used to hang with the original billy the kid You prob'ly think I'm only playing but, I did My daddies were a two headed freak show Momma, a fortune teller, esmarelda zella Anyway they had s** on a ouiji board And I was born the next day, violent j When I was 14, I tripped on the train track And I was crushed right there on the steel rack I'm out cold, they thought it had f**ed me up I got up and itched my bu*t, I'm like, "what?" Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy Child of the witch heffer, whatever Tied me up, burned me and threw stones Had a few scrapes and cuts, smokey nuts After that they started bowing and sh** Praying at me, you know how them primitives get I said, "get off my dick, I ain't a savior, I'm what you call a juggalo and all I want is my flavor Four simple things in this b**h, before I die I want a rusty axe I wanna know voodoo A fat b**h named bridgett And a little sip of faygo, too 'till I get my sh**, in this motherf**er I won't never die! So anyway 50 years pa**, all my homies are old a** f**s I ain't even got hair on my nuts I left the village in search of my ends I wrestled alligators, battled terminators Nothing ever k**ed me, nothing could harm me I fought in the civil war, yankees army I walked across enemy lines with a mack-10 Man, they didn't even have that sh** back then How you just gonna come in my sh** and f** it up? Well at least make this sh** sound real, man, damn! I walked across enemy lines with a, lantern Steady taking cannon balls, to the balls The war ended, I traveled the country horseback Until this fool tried to horsejack He put his gat to my head and blew my face up (Pow) it didn't even smear the make-up I took his gun and put a tivet in his neck Sheriff didn't like it, I got indicted 87 long years in the state pen Until they finally forgot why they put me in They had to let me go they can't hold me on nothing On the way out they're like, "yo, ain't you like 100 and something?" I said, "that's right, and I ain't gonna die 'till I get my sh**, motherf**er!" I want a rusty axe I wanna know voodoo A fat b**h named bridgett And just a little sip or two, 'Till I get my sh**, in this motherf**er I won't never die! I slept under bridges, lived in the valleys Climbed the mountains, searched the alleys More years pa**ed, and I still ain't died Now I'm in detroit on the southwest side My homie has an impala, blue '67 Last night we hit the road pushing 111 I stuck my head out the window, told him floor up the most And let my nugget ping off a light post Ha ha ha! hell yeah 'cause Hurts a little bit, but then you get a straight buzz The world hates me 'cause of sh** like this They always try to k** me but miss I know it's odd that my face is forever painted When I was born, the b**h-a** doctor fainted My toungue's a little long, I choke people with it Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles I look like something from 'the x-files' People wanna see me die more than a little bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my sh**! And I ain't gonna die, till I get it! I want a rusty axe I wanna know voodoo A fat b**h named bridgett I said faygo, f** mountain dew 'till I get my sh**, in this motherf**er I won't never die! Die! Die!