 Forgotten Freshness Vol. 1 » Тексти [+ Додавати +] |
1. _ Piggy Pie (old School)
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his adams apple out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half,
But i'm a juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (hehe!)
Ax in hand, i rose like the dead,
And swung with all my might,
I made a thump noise in his head.
Since we out west, i grabbed the shot gun,
And blew his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry.
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights
I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep
Packed full of juggalo's lights out and we creep
To the piggy station and lay on the horn
First piggy out we blow his lungs out his uniform
Now the air kazoo like starsky and hutch
But there's only 2 of them the rest are out to lunch
They call up dunkin doughnuts to gather up the rest
25 piggy's with they bullet proof vests
We lead 'em on a chase, they blowin off rounds
Now they all front cuz we at the carney grounds
And they gettin swallowed by they very own greed
Dark carnival and wicked clownz cuz we need
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacks (2x)
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait,
I snapped his fucken neck in 2 and slammed his nuts in the gate! cuz this little piggy, must defiantly die,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then i watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A ritchie is the devil, he never really made it,
So i'm a cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, i told him it's too late,
And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate, cuz i need
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothin like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
I might use a gun, (no!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town come and get your piggy snacks
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2. _ 85 Bucks An Hour
chillin at the studio
Chillin at the studio 85 bucks an hour, so hurry up and loop a beat mike, come
On!
I'm violent j but my homies call me shit-head, but thats my homies to you im'
Violent j bitch, i put my boys on a track enen though they suck
"yo dog i'm dave, and i don't give a fuck"
I did a record deal, signed a contract, technically for island i can only rap
But fuck that wit twiztid i'ma still spit, even though i got a cold and i sound
Like shit
What the fuck was that, fuck it, leave it in that shit is phat, ya heard this
Beat 80 times i'ma still freak it and if ya notice my shit don't even rhyme!
Look at that, i aint even got a rap and it's still phat, my shit went gold i
Got fat nutz and ur still flyerin parking lots, ya might say, my vocals are up
Too loud, so i'ma turn 'em up louder to piss you off! psychopathic records are
Genuisses, get off our penises, here comes the chorus but i got no hook,
Instead i'll just fuck wit the phone book
(ring)
Hello?
Hello hairy sacks please?
Hello?
Hairy hey this is slim anus down at the cannery uh, dick shooter left a
Boulintin, something about uh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the uh
Garage, we got a casement of fudge we need as many packers as we can get uh uh
Sacks.
Hello?
My name is jamie madrox and i got fat balls, i'm always urinatin in the motel
Halls, i got a big head the never fits a hat, so you aint see me wearin a damn
Thing green bitch i'm far from rich i got a hooptie, with a smash in the fender
And in the back tube, i got a broken tail light and i'll smash you bitch get
Outta my way we got clown love phat props to the lyrical tom dub
It's the m-o, n-o and i can't even spell the rest, it takes too long and i need
A fucking cigarette, i can't hear my right ear's mad wack so shut the fuck and
Listen or get an ass kickin, i slap hoes and call 'em bitches to their face,
And scream to "fuck off bitch! twiztid in the place" so back up recognize and
Check nuts, cuz simply my dear i don't give a fuck!!
(ring)
Psychopathic...
Yo this mo styles in the peace wussup son?
Hello?
Hey wussup son i'm looking for this deal ya know what i'm sayin i got raps ta
Bust for yall, yall ready for mo styles i'm i'm bout kick this flow you rady
For this shit or what?
Who's this?
I'm mo styles straight from the hood i got all my peoples on 1800 and crenshaw
We coming hard
(bring it bring it bring it bring it!)
My names 2 dope and sometimes shaggy, sometimes shaggs and sometimes gweedy i
Gets mad stupid i gets mad ill and i done it all fine fuck i do the spill
Strech my nuts back like a slingshot and plant 'em in ur mouth stretch my hip
Like elvis wigglin my pelvis, last kid that stepped i applied the kama punched
Stretched it back like a mutha fuckin bungy jumper wait!!
I'm violent j back to make ya smile more, i let my nut sack drag on the tile
Floor, i kick free-styles for miles my gold comes in piles, i worked on bell
Isle, i picked up deer shit, and i now i spit raps, i snap ya neck, cuz my
Freestyles are fresh...
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3. _ Halloween On Military Street
fuck damnit, another halloween
People on military know what this means
Houses on fire, their blowin up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars
Went to trick or treat the first house on my block
Spit in my face and gave me a rock
I tried to give it back and said i'll take nothing instead
Turned around and walked away and felt the rock peg me in the head
Walked to the next house directly next door
And there i found an old lady dead on the floor
I said excuse me miss, but do you have a treat?
She lifted her leg and scraped flakes off her dead feat
I ran to the next house happy and giddy
There i seen a fat woman holding up her titty
I said "trick or treat" she said "treat or trick"
And squeezed on her titty until it fucken.....its to sick
The next house i was at back in the woods
I was a little frightened but fuck i want the goods
I knocked on the door, i heard a knock back
And then i heard "come in" and yo i'm like, fuck that!
This house belongs to ms. cherryspoon
She said "drop your drawers your treat is commin soon"
I quickly grew a stiffy but kept my eye's shut
A hand came out the mail shoot and flicked me in the nuts
I wobbled to the next house ready for the worst
And chillen in the drive was a long black hearse
I rung the door-bell and said "is anybody home?"
Of course little boy have a sugar coated kidney stone
I walked in the field and to the next crib
It's friendly mrs. witherbee in her cooking bib
I said "how bout some candy?"
She said "how bout instead,
A nice hot fresh home made loaf of yeast infection bread?"
My bag became heavy so i rest on the curb
And riding on his bike, here comes little larry shurd
I snuk up behind him, and kicked 'em off his seat
I punched 'em in the neck and power bombed 'em in the street
Now my sack of candy has doubled in size
Up to the next house for my scary prize
I'm like trick or treat, trick, treat, ticky, dick
He opened up the door slapped my lips and didn't give me shit
Rocks through his window and ran across the street
To the big mantion
I'm in for a treat
I dinged on the dong, and here comes the butler
A big gumpy, tall ass lurch lookin muther fucker
I said "hello mr. is there somethin for my sack?"
He reached into his pocket but i think he hurt his back
It's taken him an hour, my bag is open ready
But then he finally dropped it in my sack, a fucken penny
The next house is abandoned so forget it
But wait a minute
I think somebody's livin in it
I ran up to the porch
Trick or treat you can't hide
It was a crackhead he crawled in my bag and died
The next house was mine, the last on the block
My mothers sitting on the porch shining up her glock
I climbed on the roof with my brother jump steady
And we yelled
Happy halloween and clown love to the whole city
Fuck damnit, another halloween
People on military know what this means
Houses on fire, they're blowin up cars
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades in candy bars
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4. _ Dogbeats
Yeah what you need?
Yeah let me get a large order of fries and ugh
No fries
Excuse me?
No fries man
Oh, well bust be out then
All right then give me a large double slam and...
Nope
What?
Can't do it
Why not?
No meat?
No meat
Man, damn... all right then, i'll take a salad then
Better grow yourself one
What's that?
We aint got no damn salad man
Ah, well then what the hell do you have?
We got the dogbeats
Oh yeah the dogbeats huh?
Yup all right, then i'll take an order of that to go then
Inner city posse's got the dogbeats
Icp we got the dogbeats
No you don't stop with the funk from the old days
Start on your head as the beat plays
Yo, the icp has got the dogbeats
Inner city posse and were playin for keeps
And i know you likin' this funk
Cuz i can hear my voice commin out the trunk
Of your ride, don't take me for a sucker
You leavin untended i'm a take the mutha 2 to the d to the o-p-e
Hittin 03 with the icp
I like bass, treble, and the temp stuff
Throw kick it in the back of a seventies bus
With that 40-o or that straw bull
Shootin' craps in the back of the liquor store
And i'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that
You out joe? no, i'm too dope for that
Rollin and i'm headin for the clark park
Just finished shootin 8 with the dark shark
Seen the freak with the bright white tank top
Keep rollin cuz i know i'll see my bank drop
Homeboy if you wanna keep your riches
Stay the hell away from them more money
From the truck to the bukers to the jeeps
The icp has got the dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah (4x)
Street lights glearin off the windshield
Mear coke crackers on the general wheel
6 pack in the back and i'm dosin
Keep the sounds up find skate 1 thousand
2 dope gotta keep his own style
Home made kicken box 4 tendance
Posse p make the whole car hop
When we let the bass drop
Inner city posse's got the bad rep
Like my man on the cruches took a big step
And i can't stand the neighborhood menace
So i swell his chin like rocky denise
Bass in the car somethin stacks
I now hear me roamin them pontiacs
Everyone's brittle when the bass rocks
So i got a little somethin in the glovebox
Long black hair with the white rag
40 cent faygo in a brown bag
Jump steady, rude boy, and nate the mack
Chillen by my side cuz my posse's stacked
I know i'm gettin famous just think for a minute
Stole the car radio and my tape was in it
Sounds bringin life to the streets
The icp got the dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah (4x)
Inner city posse got the dogbeats (hit it)(3x)
Is in the house
Waitin at the light as my bass thumps
And i'm gettin jocked by these local chumps
They point, they wave, they stare, they look
I been jocked so hard i could write a book
Violent j down with the pimp daddy's (3x)
Smooth plush rides in the velvet caddie's
All the way live down jefferson
Inner city posse's got the best of them
When the tape and your system meet
Icp has got the dogbeats
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah
Bow-wow-wow
Yipy-yo
Yipy-yeah (4x)
Inner city posse got the dogbeats
Icp we got the
Dogbeats (4x)
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5. _ House Of Wonders
so there you are, your sittin' there just kinda chillin'
Oh richie boy, you look a little bit like dillan
The 90210 bitch with the funny hair
So i'm a change a few things around here and there
Start with your eyes, i pluck 'em out your head
And pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead
Then i'll stamp all your toes and stick 'em in your noes
And pull the hair out your head until your skull shows
Yeah i'm all syked we gotta fix you for the show tonight
But your lips man to me they just a little right
They could be a little fatter, even more
So fuckin' fat bitch your lip is draggin' on the floor
Tie your tongue into a knot and stretch it out
And tack a sign on it tellin' what your all about
Set you up cause now your ready so +open+ up the +door+
Cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show
Carnival thrills
Carnival chills
Carnival excites you
Carnival kills
Ah, ooh, ah, oh
Another freak show from the juggaluggalo (2x)
So there you are
Come on in chicky wow, aint you a pretty?
I think i'll start with the silicone that's in your titty
I'll pull it out, put it in your forehead and cheek
So now you look like the elephant bitch freak
Don't try and run chicky poo, i'm just gettin started
I'll beat your head in with the brick untill you're half retarded
Remember the ugly girl you laughed at, at the prom?
Don't try to laugh now bitch you look like her mom
It came to tuesday but it's starin at
I stuff you full of chilli cheese dogs and make you +fat+
Then i stretch your fuckin lips and stick 'em in your ear
So all the evil shit you talk, only you can hear
I shave you bald and glue your titty on the top
Then i spin ya on your nipple until you drop
+hey+, almost ready jump steady? open the door
Cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show
Carnival thrills
Carnival chills
Carnival excites you
Carnival kills
Ah, ooh, ah, oh
Another freak show from the juggaluggalo (3x)
So there you are [record scratch]
Oh my god
So there you are [record scratch]
Oh oh oh my god
So there you are [record scratch]
Oh oh my god
So there you are [record scratch]
Oh my god
So there you are
Chorus to out
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6. _ Mr. Rotten Treats
Um well j that was an interesting halloween story
Um anybody else have another halloween story they'd like to share with the class?
I have another one
Well you have just told your story j
So what bitch, you sit here every day and tell stories
I'll tell a story in this mutha fucka j
See he doesn't want me to tell my story
Cuz he know my story, it's about mr. rotten treats
All your parents know my story too
They don't tell you about him though
Long ago they all killed mr.rotten treats
They're scared that you'll talk about 'em, they're scared that
He'll come back from the dead, they're all scared he'll cut your fucken ass
Welcome too, the other side
That's what they told me when i died
I was stabbed in the head
Look what ya done dead
All the blood bled, one juggalo dead i
T was a cold, dark, scary halloween night
My neighbors and their people they didn't realy like me right
So they came and burn down my world
Just because i like to murder they boys and girls
It was the halloween
I never ment to harm no one
I thought you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I see the monsters and the goblins
I'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was i supposed to do?
I come back from the other side i come for the people that took away my life
Trick or treat bitch, my dead body speaks
You tricked me now it's only right that you try my rotten treats trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street (2x)
Mr. rotten treats got all the good shit over here boys and girls,
I got balls freshly picked form detroit's biggest nutsacks,
I got milky bar with the delicious razor blade filling
I got fudge freshly packed from the worlds rarest fudge packer
Must return to the other side
But not before i take these bitches on a murder ride
Murder go round, the dead body clown
Put the treats in your mouth, and swish it all around
Excuse me little boy, but is your daddy home?
Thank you sonny here's a little treat now run along
Hey buddy, you thought i was dead, man
You probably stuffed the fucken shank in my head
It was the halloween i never ment to harm no one
I thought you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I see the monsters and the goblins i'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was i supposed to do?
I see you to the other side
Your buddies and your neighbors can come along for the ride
Weak bitches, you thought that you had me beat
But this halloween i'm commin back with my rotten treats
Trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street (2x)
Mr. rotten treats runs this bitch, bitch,
I got fried titty nipples, sweet acid drops,
Sweet chocolate covered nipple nuggets with the fresh creamy shit filling,
Ask about my bitch she loves my cookie dough nut dribbles
It was the halloween i never ment to harm no one
I thought that you were supposed to murder it was all in fun
I seen the monsters and the goblins i'm a killer too
But then they call me sick so what was i supposed to do?
Welcome to the other side
(trick or treat, trick or treat
Watch as the dead man walks the street)
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7. _ Mental Warp
Staring at the ceiling, the roof has a face
It's telling me i don't belong with the human race
He's askin me to join him, in eternal sleep
I give him my soul, my body i can keep
Reaching just above me, i see my pillow's there
But yet i have no head, my head is on the chair
I'm starring at my body, i look as if i'm weak
So give me back my soul, my body you can keep
Sitting on my lawn
It's just before dawn
I listen to the screaming, another life is gone
I'm playing with the children, children of the dead
My mother says they're evil, my daddy give a shit
Their eyeballs are bloody, their skin is ever pale
They're askin me to follow, i shale, i shale
They dress me as a clown, i'm screamin as a loon
We dance upon the cemetery, underneath the moon
Here i come there i go, i'm a night walker
I'm starin at you sleepin through your window like a stalker
I'm taping on the glass,
I lick it with my tongue
I notice that the house is vacant,
I'm starin at no one
I must have fell asleep,
I woke up on the floor
Underneath the carpet, underneath the boards
I'm gagged with a dead rat, i lay for many weeks
The rat comes back to life, and is chewing on my cheeks
Coming is my helper, tangling my brain
Something's very wrong i can't describe this pain
I'm calling for my mother, i'm crawling up the stairs
My mothers laughing at me, and she's been dead for years
I'm falling down the stair case, tumble to the floor
I land up in the attic, next to the cellar door
I'm playin with the pigeons, they tell me many lies
They tell me i'll have wings if i let them peck my eyes
I hear a woman's voice calling from the dirt
I plant my little seed, and slowly she will spurt
And now she is a tree, i hear the heart pound
I take her in my arms, and we make love to the sound
The wind is my ebony blowing evil thoughts
Carrying the demons soaring with the heart
I put it in my body, the wind will bring the rain
Only lay its demon egg, deep inside my brain
They're calling me a killer, not saying that i'm not
My daddy's tried to kill me ever sence i was a tot
By poisoning my bottle, i feed it to my friend
Cuz if he dies my buddy, our friendship will never end
I'm sitting with the darkness, talking to the dark
It's singing lullabies, and stringing out the harp
I notice that the floor is warm and rather sick
It's cuz i'm sitting in my stomach
Mental warp
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8. _ Hokus Pokus Headhuta'z Remix
Serial slaughtering' stranglers,
Jugular jugglin' jugglars,
Folded, fat floppy tittyed freaks...
Ic fuckin' p's in the haugh!(hoo hoo!)
Abracadabra, boom shaka day,
I'm violent j, and i'm back like a vertebrae.
And i come with a hat full of tricks,
Trunk full of faygo, car full of fat chicks.
Ha ha-ha ha ha ha-ha-ha, fuck you.
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what's up, to the cobras, x-men, and counts,
And everybody with clown love, even sucks i never heard of.
Roll into town, and out with the big top,
Four cards down, and two more still to drop.
And when it does, i'd pack up and hit the road,
Cuz i don't wanna see your head explode!
Toss me an ax, and i'll toss you a dead chicken,
Add a buck, to get a two liter wit' 'em.
And when the genie says on with the show, it's
Hokus pokus joker's, great milenko.
(once again, it's the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh...)
Hokus pokus joker's ride,
Come take a spin on a carny-ride (southwest slivering snakes of darkness.)
Hokus pokus joker's ride,
Come take a spin on a carny-ride
Shazaam, bam!
Shaka-laka look, its shaggy the clown back like scoliosis,
Call me a psycho-skitzo-freak, and i'll call you by your name! (dick anus)
Cuz i could give two shits and a fuck, i bounce down frimmer in a popcorn-clown truck.
I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard, i grab ya gizzard!
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin,
Everybody's waitin' for the show to begin.
Up to the top, by the neck, and let ya go, (wow!)
Try to land in a glass of faygo! (uh!)
You suck!
Ya missed the fuckin' glass, broke ya neck, and busted ya fuckin' ass,
But the genie says on with the show,
Hokus pokus jokers,
Great milenko!
(what awaits you after death? rub the lamp and explore!)
Hokus pokus joker's ride, come take a spin on a carny-ride
(enter milenko's funhouse! walk right through the wretched hall!)
Hokus pokus joker's ride, come take a spin on a carny-ride
F-f-fuck off! f-f-fuck off!
Clown dog... freak dog... joker dog... milenko dog...
(visions of joker cards flashing in your mother's face!)
Hokus pokus joker's ride, come take a spin on a carny-ride
Rude boy and chunky, down wit' the clown,
First time we ever went to mexican town.
I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot,
And beat us down in the fucking parking lot! (fuck you!)
Tall jess, jump steady, and nate the mack,
Tagged icp by the train tracks!
And it was on, the dawn of a new day,
Magical carpets creepin' down the freeway. (hoo hoo)
Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp,
And walked out with a magical limp, yeah,
I met milenko, he gave me three wishes,
That night, i fucked three fat bitches!
Stank, get the fuck wit' it, forget it,
I'll rip ya face off, and wipe my ass wit' it!
When the genie says on with the show,
It's hokus pokus jokers, great milenko!
(primal order, magic train, come join us in song!)
Hokus pokus jokers ride
Come take a spin on the carney ride
(city to village, hamlet to town, the show must go on!)
Hokus pokus jokers ride
Come take a spin on the carney ride
(giant ladies, bearded ladies, radiant ladies! ladies?)
Hokus pokus jokers ride
Come take a spin on the carney ride
(clouds of darkness, and underneath them come the clowns!)
Hokus pokus jokers ride
Come take a spin on the carney ride
Fuck that
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