paroles de chanson Beverly Kills 50187 - Insane Clown Posse
Juggalos,
come
out
to
play...
Guess
who's
coming
to
your
big
town?
Jugglin
jesters,
kick-it
clown
Circus
sound,
painted
frown
Carnival
of
carnage
creeping
round
I'm
Violent
J
and
I'm
sick
They
try
to
run
me
down
But
you
know
I'm
too
slick
And
I
slip
and
slide
like
a
slinky
Slip
and
slide
with
my
twinkie
Welcome
to
my
world
As
it
winds
and
it
twists
I'm
a
kick
a
funky
little
rhyme
that
you
missed
Boo
loo
chewy
wewwy
doo
boo
And
you'd
be
fucked
up
if
that
was
really
voodoo
Come
see
the
one
at
the
show
of
your
life
See
me
breathe
fire
and
swallow
a
knife,
right
I
ain't
swallowing
nothing,
Jack
But
I
can
juggalo
like
you
never
thought
you'd
ever
know
And
we
packin
that
funk
With
a
snap
and
a
clap
and
a
jump
jump
So
chicky
chicky
freak
if
ya
wanna
be
down
Step
on
up
And
kiss
the
clown
And
kiss
the
clown
Kiss
the
clown
On
up
and
kiss
the
clown
Step
on
up
and
kiss
the
clown
Stop
the
bus
Violent
J
comes
out
Barrels
to
your
face
And
blow
your
fucking
face
off
Cause
you
know
my
mind
is
golden
oh
Happen
to
catch
me
a
Beverly
show
Body
fell
asleep
but
my
mind
goes
on
Welcome
to
the
world
of
juggla's
dome
First
day
I
enrolled
at
the
high
school
Butt-naked
with
a
axe
Wow,
he's
so
cool
Stand
up
and
say
your
name,
tell
us
about
yourself
My
name's
2 Dope
and
I
cut
necks
all
to
hell
Dylan,
Dylan,
I'm
trying
to
find
Dylan
I'm
finna
cut
his
throat
with
a
carny
carny
killin
Rich
boy
never
seen
a
ghetto
jokero
Slap
you
in
the
head
with
a
sledgehammo
Sorry
Dylan
didn't
mean
to
knock
ya
Then
I
stuffed
his
dead
body
in
my
locker
To
the
next
class
don't
wanna
be
late
Finna
ask
Brenda
on
a
little
date
I
heard
this
bitch
likes
to
fight
in
clubs
Took
her
to
a
mud
match
threw
a
pair
of
gloves
Wants
to
get
her
ass
beat
by
a
fat
dyke
And
left
the
muddy
ass
bitch
there
for
the
night
Woke
her
in
the
morning,
threw
her
in
the
trunk
Threw
her
in
the
trunk,
cause
the
dumb
bitch
stunk
How
you
doing
Brenda?
Mind
if
I
bend
ya?
Over
rover,
do
me
like
Gumby
I'm
sure
you'd
like
that,
you
little
skank
And
when
I
finished
I
stuffed
her
fucking
head
in
the
fish
tank
Awww
that's
a
beautiful
aquarium
Yeah,
you
wanna
see
it
Hey
come
here
bitch
Oh
God
it's
lovely
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
have
a
closer
look
Die
bitch
what's
up?
What
are
you
a
lung
fish?
What's
up
aqua
man?
Die
bitch
die
That's
right,
bitch
Back
to
the
school
Fat
bitch
in
the
locker
Couldn't
fit
her
booty
in
So
I
cut
her
booty
off
Sometimes
I
feel
like
I'm
already
in
hell
Throwing
up
children
on
Del
Ray
smell
Fuck
those
fucking
fucks,
uh
Rich
fucks,
man,
fuck
those
fucks
Beverly
Hills
is
Beverly
Kills
I'm
gonna
bring
ghetto
carnival
thrills
Where's
that
other
little
rich
little
fag
Looking
for
Brandon
cause
we
can't
stand
him
I
know
my
boys
make
the
bass
go
boom
But
shhh,
you
can
hear
jacking
off
in
the
boys
room
Aww,
aww,
Dylan
Aww
I
want
your
anus
Aww,
you're
so
hot
Kicked
in
the
stall
Then
I
kicked
in
his
jaw
Kicked
him
in
face
And
I
kicked
in
his
balls
Punk
tried
to
run
but
he
couldn't
try
to
wobble
Bust
him
in
the
head
with
an
empty
Faygo
bottle
Took
him
to
the
staircase
Jumped
on
his
face
Road
him
down
the
bumpy
chase
Can
I
hear
him
breathe
one
last
note
Stuffed
his
back
down
his
throat
Back
to
the
locker
Boy
oh,
boy
oh
Back
to
the
locker
Stuff
the
fucker!
Back
to
the
locker
Boy
oh,
boy
oh
Back
to
the
locker
Fuckin
stuff
that
fucker!
Walking
down
the
hall
and
I'm
feeling
like
the
shit
Cause
all
that's
left
is
one
skank
ass
bitch
Kelly,
Kelly,
your
neden's
kinda
smelly
Funk
down
your
legs,
and
up
to
your
belly
But
I'm
with
Del
Ray
So
funk
don't
fade
me
Let
me
hit
it
man
You're
finna
kick
the
can
(Sugar)
Come
on,
bitch,
man
You're
getting
ready
to
die
anyway
Bitch,
calm
down
Let
me
get
a
little
poontang
You
know
what
I'm
saying
Let
me
get
a
little
trip,
bitch
You
finna
die
Okay,
cause
I'm
not
a
raper
But
you
still
make
morning
paper
Kelly
found
dead
in
her
bathroom
Naww,
Kelly
found
dead
in
her
dad's
room
No,
Kelly
found
dead
in
her
backyard
Cause
Kelly
choked
on
a
joker's
card
Smashed
up
bodies
chilling
in
my
locker
Kelly
wouldn't
fit
Chop,
chop,
chop,
chop
her
Oh
no,
principal
know
what
I'm
about
Cause
one
of
Dylan's
sideburns
was
sticking
out
Oh
shit,
they
chase
me
Cause
they
found
the
bodies
Now
I
run
my
ass
off
Yeah
they're
gettin
mad
You
can
hear
them
cuss
Didn't
look
both
ways,
and
got
hit
by
bus
Crunched
up
under
Tangled
in
the
wheels
Spit
me
out
the
muffler
You
know
how
that
feels
Lost
both
my
legs
so
I'm
running
on
my
hands
Then
I
seen
Prince
so
I
clap
cause
I'm
a
big
fan
And
straight
busted
my
face
on
the
street
And
here
come
the
police
And...
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