Bring It On-Insane Clown Posse

歌手 : Insane Clown Posse

专辑 : Big Money Hustlas

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:55

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TXT Bring It On-Insane Clown Posse 文本歌词

Welcome everyone

To the big show

Jake and Jack

In the Dark Carnival

Remove your hats

Or we'll cut off your heads

Show respect

You's amongst the dead

Don't like bigots

And richy boy f**ks

Ain't s**t changed

B***h check us

Detroit southwest

Murderers die

The greatest spectacle

Under the sky

5 cards came

And made they mark

From moon you gone

Down to platin' park

F**k you drum sticks

Xylophone cello

I'm a wicked clown

B***h hello

Everybody come

Jump in our rides

Bring you

And your fat a*s b***h in side

Wagons tents

Are swift as a breeze

Can't nobody get with these

Motherf**ker bring it on

Bring it bring it bring it bring it

Violent J Shaggy

Serial killers with style

Fashion of the 2000s

And beyond

Voodoo chicken

And magical wands

Dead bigots face

Down in the pond

Broken neck with the

Flick of our wrist

All this playa hate

Gettin' me pissed

Fat chick skinny chick

Chicky chick h*e

Swishers Faygos

And Kung Foo blows

If Jake Jeckel drop 88 card

No more chicks just sizzlin' balls

I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire

Bite your neck

And set your head on fire

Shoot me with silver bullets okay

I'll pull 'em out

Pawn 'em and get paid

Here try my licorice treat

I know dead folk

That chew their feet

Carnival moves

In shadow of time

And he's runnin' a little behind

B***h bring it on

Bring it bring it bring it bring it

Insane Clown Posse I C P

Axe murdering done

With a touch of Detroit class

Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila dies

1 for your greed 2 for your lies

Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila dies

1 for your greed 2 for your lies

Shaggs 2 d**e serial killa

Axe murder boy

Wig cap peela

I can wear a Fila jacket

And look fresh

I'm pimpin' like David Caresh

Why's it that people think

I got bombs in my locka

Teacher try to open it up

I'm a sock her

Get the f**k back

And leave me alone

Before I have to come

To your home and see ya

Wind me up

And I can do flips

And put the smack

Down on your lips

Billy Boy Rude jumps

Steady Tom Tubs

Stephan Legs Double A got love

Drinkin' Moon Mist carnival bar

Got folk love people love

Whatever you are

Fork side ways I'm a jugglin' man

Can't nothin' the reign

B***h bring it on

Bring it bring it bring it bring it

Yes may I help you

Ya let me get a three soft tacos

With no lettuce and chillito

And a not so

Excuse me miss

But we do not have

How do you say 'Chillito'

A chillito a chillito you know

What I'm sayin'

No sir I do not know

We have no chillito as you say

This is Taco Land

We have only have fresh

Vegetables with pizza loaf

We have no 'Chillito'

Man f**k that I'm looking

At this s**t right on your menu

I want a chillito

Perhaps instead I make for you

A fresh slice of tomato and pizza no

What the f**k I want

A motherf**kin' chillito man

Yeah f**k off

What

F**k off

I f**k you motherf**ker

No f**k off God