Kottonmouth Kings - Wicket Klowns lyrics

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Kottonmouth Kings - Wicket Klowns lyrics

[Intro] Kottonmouth Kings, Insane Clown Posse! [Bridge 1] When I get to California (It's on!!) When I get there (Suburban Noize!!) When I get to California Hook me up with one of them chicks (Psychopathic!) And when you get to the Mid-West (It's on muthaf**a!!!) I'll hook you up with a Juggalette y'all! [Verse 1: Johnny Richter] He's the Visual Assa**in with the mask, straight b-boy k**a Seen him drink a lot but I Have yet to see him spill a drop He rap to hip-hop in his heart Try and Battle Pak' he'll f**in' tear you're a** apart [Verse 2: D-Loc] I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo My flow connect nice like old school Lego's "What's up holmes?", just a West-Coast loadie My Rhyme is nice, slow and stoney [Verse 3: Daddy X] See all these Psycho b**hes gettin' so damn fanatical FBI got us all listed down as radicals Government officials takin' life long sabbaticals Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop something cla**ical [Verse 4: Dog Boy] I'm with the kings murder state to state Dog Boy came and set the record straight f** that bullsh** that never went down So we come as one to f** up your town! [Hook] It's the Wickit, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns Blowing smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Coming, throwing, Faygo on your town Yea, throwing that, and all types of things It's the Wicket, the Wicket, the Wicket Wicket Klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town Yea, throwin that, and all types of things [Verse 4: Johnny Richter] Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with Psychopathic Richter let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP D-Loc grab the mic and pa** me the weed (D-Loc) Kottonmouth Kings, and ICP We from the West They from the East With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs We mast through your city like robotic beasts (Daddy X) See all slave robots following the ma**es I watch the world through faygo fizzin' gla**es Kings and the klowns droppin sellouts like acid Like cum on your tongue sh** is getting kind of drastic [Verse 6: Violent J] To all unbelievers who think this is a joke Grab the faygo when you start to choke In the pit at a show come summertime A million Juggalos to blow your f**in mind [Hook] [Bridge 2] True terror is back, you better believe Kottonmouth Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the East True terror is back, you better believe Kottonmouth Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the East True terror is back, you better believe! [Verse 7: Violent J] Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the place And cleared the room out like nuclear waste Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings They smoke buds, I smoke little white things I'm a base-head feinding for your change And I'm Strange! So walk in I'll put you in a torcher rack And blew your nut bag around like a hacky sack I told you "f** the World" and I meant it I owe the Government money, but I spent it I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck Yo, She probably had syphillis, I give a f** though I'm gonna die, Hell we're all gonna die You think the Juggalo give a damn? Bye! I'm going off like a nuclear time bomb Tick, tick, boom! f**er! [Hook] Yea, throwing that, and all types of things [Bridge 2] True terror is back, you better believe Kottonmouth Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the East True terror is back, you better believe That's all b**h!