Insane Clown Posse - Spells lyrics

[Intro] Spells, you gotta be careful with Spells, it's real black magic in these Spells, you can't f** around with those... [Verse 1: Violent J] Needed a tough potion to make her think Im hot This spell's a piece of cake, easy to pull off – not Put a shell of a tortoise on a burning flame Need a couple chicken, you know, dig out the remains Toss it into swampy souce of snake heads and frog legs Mix it with a dog sling and sacrifice a small pig As Im chantin unga bunga baga wu, which means Make her love me and I give you my soul Like it's f** what happens with me after I die This august my life is fly and can easily get by sh** worked, and at first I couldn't be more proud But she was crazy, f**in b**h broke into my house I tried to leave her, she takes out every chick I meet She won't go to sleep until she swallows my skeet Right now I can't be alone, stuck on a leash The only way to turn it off was to k** the freak [Hook] Spells, you gotta be careful with Spells, it's real black magic in these Spells, you can't f** around with those... You don't wanna get hurt (2x) [Verse 2: Big Hoodoo] I got a spell to get back at all of your enemies Follow to the tea and they all die off like the Kennedys At first dash of salt, red mustard and a bat tooth A baby lizard, chicken gizzard and some cactus juice Fermented fish eyes, pepper and a couple roaches Just make it simmer for ten minutes until it smells atrocious Then mix rose oil with blood from a vulture And a pinch of Spanish moss and powdered sulphur You all confused, but to me it makes perfect sense To try the spells on that ho a** neighborhood snitch The next day he died and I was proud of my magic When I heard the news, I pretended it was tragic But I was happy inside, smile curved on my face Until I looked in the mirror and saw him in my place His spirit haunts me and I can't do a thing to shake it Cause once spell has been cast, can't nothing break it [Hook] [Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope] I'm f**in Shaggy the clown b**h, that's my name And if you hear it, you better know there's voodoo in my veins I'm talkin way back, takin bottles to the store There was a stand in the alley, one there wouldn't never fall Some kind of fortune telling gypsy, I said how about a weed I sat down and laughed at her, cause none of this I believe She called me a clown and ordered me to pay attention I tried to listen but couldn't put the bullsh** she mentioned I said I'm seventeen, old enough to know you phony She said the reading's over, now you paid the money I told her f** you, I ain't payin sh** She cut a strand off my dreadlock and said you pay with this Then she hexed me, then I forever be a clown But the thing she didn't realize, sh**, I'm down Wherever the lady is today I wanna say thank you Even though you probably dead in hell in a demon's when the demons spank you [Hook]