1.Intro.
2.Bizzar
Shaggy...
Shaggy...
I can get naked, right here
I'd look like a eight pound polar bear
Then i'd have to atttack
Fuck you up like that
Psychopachics hatchet chops
Slappin ninjas on their hiding spots
(crank his shank shooga booga baw)
(juggalo nations in the house)
To the left, to the right
Over here! there! we're everywhere...
Always underground down with the bottom
(bottom-bottom-b-b-bottom)
Censorin from the radio list
Fuck y'all {bi＊＊＊＊＊...} miss! (hahaha!)
Well, i guess we'll never be a radio star
Wouldn't work anyway, way too bizzar...
Chorus： shaggy 2 dope
Anybody here？？？ (everybody here)
We got the gear？？？ (psycho right here)
Anybody care？？？ (dont nobody care)
Joker (joker)
Joker (joker)
Anybody here？？？ (everybody here)
We got the gear？？？ (psycho right here)
Anybody care？？？ (dont nobody care)
(what？) what？
(what？) what？
(what？) what？
Sshhh it's a dead body in my trunk wanna see it？ (uhh..)
Fuck around and you'll be it! (bitch!)
Jamie madrox and monoxide child! (we get wild)
Give it to me.. give it to me...
I've been waggling my dick since the 7th grade
Freek show, grabbin my balls, and get paid
Ask mom dukes bitch, we don't play
Hair wigged out, and my eyes all gray
No more rappin, no more shows
I'm going back to school, and working at kinko's..
I wanna ride on campus on a mountain bike all day
Hey.. i got the right way
Stab shoot chop cut drill, i just wanna kill
No matter where you go motherfucker
Dark carnival ain't far, and it's way bizzar..
Yo, this is esham the unholy, eastside hoes and more,
And right now, your enjoying a trip thats complete out your
atmosphere
A little stroll into the wicked realm that is insane clown posse
A journey into the bizzar
If you a juggalo and you wont sell out say：
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you ever had to fuck a fat bitch in the mouth say：
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you want a little faygo and you want it fast say：
Fuck everybody on the dance floor
If you like feeling up on your homeboys' ass say：
Oh, uh, shit
These killas dont dance, we boogy
We boogy woogy woo, that's all we do
(see ya, see ya, see ya)
(i'm back, i'm back, i'm back, i'm back)
Dark lotus theme for your colon
Only team you on, sunday bowling
{yloh si htxis eht}
Play that backwards for secret info
Hold up a minute, damn, couldnt wait man
All done, now if only i could choke someone
Redrum, i root for stalkers, slap old ladies up off thier
walkers
Take my hand bitch, come along, it aint that far
Welcome to the bizzar!
(chorus 2x)
3.Cherry Pie(I Need A Freak)
I need a bitch, a special bitch
I need a bitch who pussy poppin' booty switch
I need a bitch, felatio
On the freeway with my pedal to the flo'
I need a bitch, like cheery pie
I need a bitch like billy bill need a eye
I need a bitch, an alcoholic
I need a bitch pukin', bent over my toilet
The bitchy bitch, bitchin' about nothin'
I need a bitch to jizm in her bellybutton
I need a bitch, a prostitute
She'd fuck my homies and we could split the loot
I need my cheery pie
Baby i want you, baby i want my cherry pie
Baby i want you, baby i need my cherry pie
Baby i want you, baby gimme my cherry pie
Baby i want you, my cherry cherry pie
I need a bitch, fresh out the pen
I need a bitch like harland williams need a chin
I need a bitch, a mental case
She cuts me cheap and shoots us both in the face
I need a hoe, to use me for my money
I need a bitch like ？？？？？
I need a freak like cherry pie
Like whipped cream and lemon che-che-cherry pie
I need a woman , to let me hit it
In the bushes raw at the herpe clinic
I need a bitch, who like to fight
And get her nose punched in like every night
I need a bitch in a cheap hotel
So i don't know which one to blame for the smell
I need a bitch, that doesn't care
She like to finger fuck her booty in the mirror
Cherry pie, my cherry pie
Cherry pie with lemon jell-o cherry pie
I need a bitch hurricanranna
A bitch who suck on dick like eminem mama
I need a bitch, i need a slut
I need a bitch who like bananas in her butt
I need a bitch now more than ever
I need a bitch who gots a head that i can sever
I need my cherry pie
4.Questions
Why？ why do these questions come to mind
When the answer is just so far away？
The questions i ask myself everyday
Why？ everytime i reach for the sky, i can only reach so high,
why？
Why？ everytime i headbutt a brick wall, i always crack my skull,
why？
Why？ everytime i stab somebody, i'm always gettin my clothes
bloody, why？
Why？ everytime i drive down the wrong of the street,
Everybody wanna beep, why？
Why？ everytime i bunk and i sell rock, i wind up in a cell
block, why？
Why？ everytime i shoot somebody in the face, pigs get to chase,
why？
Why？ everytime i drink a little gasoline, i shit my splein, why？
Why？ when i try to fly like a birdy
I wind up on a gurdy, dead tell me why
Chorus - repeat 2x
Won't you tell me why？ someone tell me why？
Jesus tell me why？ i was born to fly
Why？ everytime i swallow a flathead nail, my neck feels stale,
why？
Why？ everytime i contact dark spirits,
They wanna break my mirrors, why？
Why？ everytime i choke a friend's neck, he don't come back, why？
Why？ everytime i stab my eyes with an icepick, i can't see shit,
why？
Why？ everytime i play chicken with a train, it wins the game,
why？
Why？ everytime i wake the dead up, they try to eat my head up,
why？
Why？ everytime i see my reflection, i see no direction, why？
Why？ everytime i order a taco, you want a bite motherfucka？
Tell me why
Chrous 2x
'i admit i kind of screamed' - 7x w／ various dj scratches
Why？ everytime i raise my arms in celebration, player hation,
why？
Why？ just cause i'm dead, decayed, and passed,
You give me no ass, why？
Why？ everytime i chew on thumbtacks, i get blood on my snacks,
why？
Why？ everytime i kick faygos in the sky, you wanna know why!why？
why？
Why？ everytime an angel wanna kiss me, it always seems to miss
me, why？
Why？ why does shangro la seem so far away, you bettter leave
today
No matter why! (repeated over the chorus)
Chorus 5x
Tell me why, (you will tell me) why？
Tell me why, (have to tell me) why？
Tell me why, (you will tell me) why？
Tell me why, let me ask you
No matter why! (repeated over the chorus)
Chorus 2x
5.Mr. Happy
Rub baby oil on your buttcheeks and slide on the counter
Boys and girls, everybody gather around, all in together now
Wheeeeee!
I love you, i love you, (dance with me, dance with me) i love
you (shake ya little butt, shake ya butt, come on)
I love you.
I must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you
I'm kind of fat and i sweat a lot,
But that's the only bad quirky things that i got.
That, and maybe the whole murdering aspect,
But we ain't even really got to that yet.
I love people, (yes) i love everything about them,
And that's why i gotta live life without them. (huh？)
I know it don't make any sense to you, but fuck you,
This song is about me, exclusively.
Murder, murderous, murderation,
A murdering mentality without an explanation.
I'm mr. happy and i ride a bike (ching!),
I ain't got a seat, i just sit on the pipe thing.
I'll whistle, i sing, i'll pet your poodle.
(come here) i'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle.
Cause i'm so happy i'll stab your ass,
And lay down next to you, dead on the grass,
And say： 'oh it feels so good, every time i murder i get
happy!!'
Happy happy happy, it's gone
Happy happy happy, it's gone
Happy happy happy, it's gone
Happy happy happy, it's gone
Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are
Murder murder murder, you are
I love you, so hand me your neck (come on)
Let me teach you about love and respect
Respect the fact that i love to kill!
Wait a minute ya'll i gotta take my pill
Zanoff's, it works, i'm down to only 3 people a day
My victims, i give them love and care
I don't wanna get blood everywhere
I don't use a chainsaw, or a butcher knife,
That's so 90's, get it right
I never mutilate or chop my loves
All i really need is a pair of gloves
Or maybe a car, i'll run 'em down with it
I know that can be messy, but the birds will get it
Don't you see that i love you idiots
I'm mr. happy, i'm all about fun,
Now get in the pit and try to kill someone!
'oh it feels so good, every time i murder i get happy!!'
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
My bike has a basket full of strawberries, i picked them myself,
Along with apples and cherries and lemons
And oranges and boogers and limes,
Plus thers's a faygo in there, but that's mine
Red flowers, like after your dead
I plant seeds and grow them out the side of your head,
I got flowers all over the backyard,
In the form of a jokers card (uh-oh)
Feels good, i'm like the choko of my neighborhood
I'm one of them midnight creeps at denny's,
Talking to myself and licking my pennies
I got a french fry hanging out of my beard
Don't go near that guy, he's weird.
You know i'm all good and everythings all right,
When you hear this scream in the middle of the night, like this：
'oh it feels so good, everytime i murder i get happy!!'
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
I'll fucking kill you, wooo! come here you little bitch!
Come on! everybody, let me cut your neck in half,
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Happy happy happy, it's gone (i love you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
Murder murder murder, you are (must kill you)
You little bitch!
6.Radio Stars
Occasionally, the overwhelming temptation to reach
The pinnacle of the pop music genre, will reduce even
The most deplorable examples of the underground music scene
To attempt to change their so-called artistic endeavours, in a
Vain attempt to appeal to the public at large.
Behold, the metamorphisis：
Uh, fuck platinum, platinum just ain't enough
We need more money, more house and cars and stuff
I'm sick of juggalos, i want them other hoes
I want them shitty hoes, you get with radio and videos
We'll do whatever it takes to get some air play
We'll make that bounce shit, triple our sales and pay
Yeah, come on shaggy. what？ follow my lead. let's go.
It's time we change our shit up to get what we need. come on.
Uh, radio play!
Yo! yo! come on and ride me, ride me,
Pull! pull!! come on and hide me, hide me,
Cat black(？) i'm gonna grow(？) one, gold one,
Club cat(？) you want them old ones, old ones,
Black, black, ？？？
Love me, i'm on the radio, radio,
Cut, cut, we gonna throw it away, throw it away,
Give up, give us the radio play, radio play,
What？ hey! what？ what？ what？ hey! what？ what？ what？ hey!
What？ hey! what？ what？ what？ hey! what？ what？ what？ hey!
？？？
The pathetic attempts never cease.
The moronic musical onslaught contiues to insult
The intelligence of the savvy consumer.
How much more can an audience be asked to endure？
Didn't work, ah fuck, what happened？
They always told us that we sucked at rapping
Well i don't know how to play a guitar
I'll play the skin flute to be a radio star
I'm sick of keeping it real, and underground
I want the ten millions fans sellout radio sound
Even though we'll be played next summer
Show me a radio dick, and i'll show you a hummer
Here we go, oh my god
Joey fell in love with a college girl
She had a backpack and a pony tail
She said her name was lisa but i do not know,
She drinks disco lemonade and cherry jello
I can put my buddy holly glasses on
I can even sing one of these faggot songs
I can play in checkered pants and never smile
Whatever's cool for your radio (？)
Tommy fell in love with a college...
The borish, bumbling buffoons are baffled in their journey
Through the music business. each sonnet is more ridiculous
Than the last. their strides towards musical success are
Little more than a stumble into complete failure.
That was bullshit. what the fuck？ you think of something!
I'm sitting here trying to write hits, your doing nothing
You wrote the crump(？) shit, but did it work？ no.
It flopped on its ass. at least i tried though.
Alright, ain't no need to be fighting with each other
We need to start talking about relationships and lovers. why？
Can you sing？ no. niether can i.
If we're gonna be radio stars, we atleast gotta try.
？ remix, uh, remix, clownboy, uh, feel me
Touch me, clownboy, remix, uh
Girl, i gotta let you know, on radio
I wanna lick you from head to toe
Girl, your perfume, it's smelling so sweet
I wanna make love, between the sheets
Girl, play my song, when i'm on the phone long
I'm a radio man, and i know that i can't sing, yes i can
Give me one more chance, and i'll make you dance
Girl, we make radio songs, for radio fans, we can't go wrong
(4x)
Girl, so you fucked my boy, i don't give a fuck
After years of endless attempts, icp received almost no radio
play. finally, the two dim witted idiots
Decided to stay with the wicked shit for life.
7.My Axe
i love my faygo, my nyquil pills, shaggy, i love my buddies, my
hatchetman, but
I love my axe
My axe iz my buddy, i bring him when i walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigot spinal chords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when i wind him back
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, i never leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
Everybody everybody everybody run
Murdering murdering murdering fun
Swing swing swing
Chop chop chop
Swing swing swing
Chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs
Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry
Me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump
Me and my axe will leave you hoppin' on a stump
Interlude： look into the deadest tree, tell me baby wut you see
Don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why
Did they hang so many men, from the branches off of them
Why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way
Look into the moon's beam, can't you fathom what it's seen
Bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot fuck
Why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard skys
Aint no covering the tracks, that's why i'm here and oh yes
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head
Me and my axe will make your white t-shirt all red
My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave
Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees
Me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees
8.If
If i was your tv i'd be like 'look at me'
If i was a shooting star i'd be like 'peace!'
If i was a fat bitches thong i'd be like 'hell naw!'
If i was a hotties thong i'd be like 'awwww...'
If i was a cuss word i'd just be like 'fuck'
If i was a rock on the moon i'd be chillin' like 'sup？'
If i was a butthole i'd just be an exit
If i was the d.o.c. i'd be like 'man this is bullshit'
If i was the tires on your car i'd be like 'neeeaaawww'
If i was the bumper on your car i'd be like 'aww fuck'
If i was a balloon i'd be like 'pap'
If i was allysa milano i'd be fucking joe bruce
If i was a radio dj i'd probably say 'the point 103'
If i was a richy ass bitch i'd be like 'umm...ok'
If i was spin magazine i'd put me on the cover and be like 'fuck
us! and
I won't read this, even us motherfucker!'
If i was your mental stress i'd be catching up
If i was your headaches every now and then i'd be like
'thonnnkk!!'
If i was your tongue i'd be hating your teeth i'd be like 'man
why do
You try to bite me every time we try to eat？'
If i was a chair i'd be like 'sit here'
If i was kid rock i'd cut my feathered wolf hair
If i was your muffler i'd be like 'shhh, quietly'
If i was a price tag i'd be like 'you ain't buying me'
'tune that motherfucker in'
If i was barry white i'd be like 'what up y'all？'
If i was nipple in the cold i'd be like 'boing'
If i was your dead uncle i'd be like '.....'
If i was a raindrop i'd just be like 'drip'
And if i had an ax to your neck i might say 'chop!'
If i was, if i was, but i'll never be
If i was, if i was, but i'll never be
If i was, if i was, but i'll never be
If i was, if i was, but i'll never be
If i was, if i was, but you're killing me
If i was, if i was. but you're killing me
If i was a faygo at one of our shows, i'd fly through the air
into and
Ocean of juggalos
If i was andre the giant 'this is how i'd be talking'
If i was father mc i'd be like 'now what happened？'
If i was a mirror, i'd find another mirror
And look each other dead in the eye, crystal clear
If i was a slider i'd slide out your butt
I'd be floatin' in your toilet lookin' at you like 'what？'
If i was a pilot i'd be like 'this is air traffic control'
If i was john denver i'd be like 'nooooooo!!!!'
If i was a switch i'd be like 'flick me, yoo-hoo'
If i was a london cop car i'd be like 'wee-oop wee-oop'
If i was chewbacca i'd get a fresh ass fade
If i was vanilla ice i'd be like 'fuck y'all. i'm still paid'
If i was a stop sign i'd just be like 'stop'
If i was your wooden leg i'd still be giving you the hip-hop
[chorus}
9.Let's Go All The Way
aint nobody jealous
Everybody has they own
Nobody locked up
Everybody
Everybody is free to roam
Look at that scrubby (jus chillin)
Wit a hottie on his side
Look at them rich kids, poor kids
Everybody
Together on the same side
And they down to ride
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Aint nobody left out
Everybody gets to go
It could never be too crowded
Come on
We still pickin up some mo'
Dont nobody hate you, playa hate you
There aint no hate at all
Gotta hold out thier hands and catch you
They'll catch you
And they never will let you fall
You aint gotta worry all day long
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Never no sickness
No sickness
Nobody has to die
Nobody has to die
Everythings answered
Right then and there
Never have to wonder why
(you never have to wonder why no oh)
Wont nobody rush you
No hurry
Be as long as you wanna be
Can you guess what this place is？
Your future
Make it a reality
All you have to do is follow me
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
Lets go all the way
(lets go all the way)
Lets go all the way
Lets go high high high
Lets go all the way
10.Let A Killa Fuck You
let a killa fuck you
I see you hoes on tv glamorous models super celebrities
Roles royce fine wines and class
You need to come down to the hood let me spank (that) ass
I want a famous hoe, a bitch on top with some helly bank role
I been chasing a girl from letters to cleo
But she broke her knee though, mariah carry man forget it
If o.d.b hit it i cant fuck wit it!
Nothing against old dirty or nothing but
I know he at least got herpes or something
I wouldn't mind fucking brittany spears
In a cheap hotel wit them ceiling mirrors
Wit that bitch in a couple of weeks
I'd have her hooked on crack rock working the streets
All them hoes fantasize about juggalo scrubs
In between they thighs
But they too scared to let it be
So instead they fuck ricky martin and pretend its me!
Huh？ lets see were to begin knock knock
(whose there ) a ball sac for your chin
I be fucking them business hoes (at jobs？)
From them interns up to the presidents wife
Now shelly ain't famous but i still put'em in (the buck？)
(leave the glitz ＆ glamour to) j, i don't give a fuck
But clyde walked in his jaw dropped down
Act like he never seen the butt cheeks of a clown
I had the secretary on the top of the desk
Ass hole naked, i was in the cigar chest
Smoking up (cuban) blunts with the janitor
Fucked all them hoes that (job) ask my manager
Business women in executive halls
Let your head down an tongue slap my balls
Some of them bitches are a little bit old
Dusty ass neden with a loopy foam
Like this one chick i fucked in the dark
I had the bitch moaning like a happy ass retard
We finished turn on the lights it was horrid
Oh shit sharon ozbourn!
I wanna fuck carmen electra
Cuz she'll fuck anybody first day she met ya
But as soon as she fall off the map
She on to the next guy like 'high' baby
Let me fuck a famous hoe one night
I'll post the video up on our web site
(hehhe) me an shaggy might sit with the stars
But my boys are out back break-in into your cars
Dumb hoes quite fuckin them richees
Wit silky shirts on turtle neck dickeys
Frenchies straight out the hair salon
With a faggot ass name like jean
We the ones from the other side yellin
(clown love bitch !!) i'm the ghetto ride
I wont take you on the expensive trip's
But i'll part yo neden lips
(hehhe) people whanna ride wit dem or us
Jaguar with ken or a simple bus
Fuck you den we don't need you hoes
I.c.p forever with the juggalos
11.Juggalo's Paradise
I'm sweating again, i always do,
I should probably take another pill or two
In the mirror, i see the face of frankenstien,
And that face is mine
I go to work at subway, slicing ham (chop chop)
Cut my finger off again (arghhh damn!)
I walk home, tryin to dodge and hide from thugs,
They like to beat on scrubs
I go through this all the time though, i call,
'j, where the fuck you at？'
'the mall,'
'did you get your ass stomped again？'
'no!....yes..ha ha....so？
Nobody sees what i see, do they？
They just cast me aside, put me away
No friends, no style, no place to go,
Til i went juggalo!
Its all in you (everybody!)
It's all for you (hey hey!)
It's all in you (come on!)
It's all thats left to do,
Thats why it's all in you (juggalos!)
It's all for you
It's all in you
It's all thats left to do,
Thats why it's all in you (juggalos!)
Look at me now man, brain dead,
I could de-rail a fucking train with my forehead
I now live by the carnival dominion,
So mother fuck your opinion
I'm a looney path,
I kill pedestrians, families, neighbors, best of friends,
anybody
And if i don't kill them, i keep them in my basement and drill
'em dead
Just kiddin, all i really did is unlock the forbiden
I just let my fucking mind unwind,
I don't care what you think, you don't inner-twine
Fuck the world, fuck everybody in it,
Even the sneaker pimps girl, i'd fuck her in a minute
You can live to impress and dress fresh bitch,
I don't care, fuck everybody out there!
Rydas, loonies, stalkers, fat mans, gangstas, nymphos, assholes,
Crackheads
I smoke peace pipes with indian war chiefs
I steal jewels with chinese ninja theives
I dress well like yuppies and crush walls
I throw giant ice bergs like snowballs
I surf tidal wave, drink molten rock
I'll put a fucking tornado in a headlock
I'll go to italy and straighten that tower
Whatever the fuck i want, with the juggalo's power
It's all in you (juggalos!)
It's all for you (come on!)
It's all in you (hey hey hey)
It's all thats left to do,
Thats why it's all in you (hey hey)
It's all for you (come on!)
It's all in you (hey)
It's all thats left to do thats why it's all in you
Psychos, ex-convicts, cleptos, whinos, (？), lions, strangla's
(？)
Here i go again, another day, dealing with these mother fucking
idiots
At subway. it's ok, cause now i see behind it and i keep myself
Reminded. none of these 9 to 5 robet puppets that i see are any
better
Than me, mother fucka! they just struggalin, in the world they
choose.
I'm waitin on the wagons, with my juggalos.
12.Crystal Ball
insane clown posse, twiztid, dark lotus family, it's all good...
Look in my crystal ball it's alright
Come on in, welcome, my curious sisters and brothers
First, put a twenty in the jar with the others
(that's right, take a seat)
Ain't no smokin in here, i need to keep my ball clear
There's spirits in there
(whats your future, someone gonna shoot ya？)
Will you get your girlfriend back, as if i know that
I can only tell you where your soul is headed
And will remain eternally embedded, the rest forget it
(life is nothin but a test to clear)
Did you have a heart while you were here
And was it sincere？
Your still unravelling your future right now
What kinda person are ya bro？ (oh, where do you go？)
You control your own muthafuckin' destiny
I aint lettin' the devil get the best of me
(i'mma make it into shangri la) golden walls
Whats up with you check your own crystal ball
Lookin my crystal ball its allright
Layback, evolve, and i'll be alright
Lookin in my crystal ball, i'm seein' thugs
Both catchin' and firin' slugs (paper for drugs)
I see a line waiting on block cheese a mile long
All tryin to be strong (it's the same old song)
But when i'm lookin' into everybody's faces (smile)
They souls are headed other places
And they ain't worried about payin' them dues down here
(because they mother fuckin' future is crystal clear)
The focus switches to you and it ain't good
All mad cause someone rolls up out they neighborhood
Check your self, if judgment was passed
Yo, you'd be in hell (right up in the asshole)
The hatin' will get ya if ya let it, pack your speedo's
I hear it's hot where you headed
I'm trying to tell ya now (when the grim reaper calls)
You dont wanna be asked out grippin' your crystal balls
Lookin my crystal ball its alright
Layback, evolve, and i'll be alright
Lookin my crystal ball its alright
Layback, evolve, and i'll be alright
Look into my crystal ball its all black
And everybody's frozen in time front to back
They're controlled by the matrix of mind, body and soul
And i'm branded by the system of carnival freakshow
I see the pain and the lies cuz nothin' is disguised
It's as simple as me seein' the death in the demon's eyes
I'm hidin' my sight from the truth of my crystal ball
Believe me when i say that we comin' for all of y'all
Look deep into my crystal ball
See the dead smokin' on trees and drinkin' alchohol
Underneath the street beneath the concrete
If you listen to the night you can hear my heart beat
All painted up carryin' an axe and shit
Juggalo love got each others backs and shit
Encased in glass for the whole world to see
Am i inside, or is the crystal ball inside of me
Lookin my crystal ball its alright (8x)
Layback, evolve, and i'll be alright
{＊fades out＊}
Rain comes down (lookin my crystal ball it's alright)
{＊repeats until song ends＊}
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