ICP: 3 Rings

Gather round my wealthy friendsAnd endure the horrifying sightsOnly your worst nightmares can produceActual human beings of a deformed natureCome at once And come and enduldge yourselfIn our own twisted amusement ofAnothers misfortuneYes, ladies and gentlemenEnter our three ring show of freaks[Violent J]Ring one, a dung a dung dungMy names Violent J and I staple my tongueTo the desk in school then I run down the hallScaring the shit out of all yall bitchesWhich is why you dont invite mine to your partiesJust cause I dont look like everybodyI guess theyre bunch of richboys, bitchboysScary, bula!And whats the big deal about my neckJust because now and then I like to let it stretchUp a couple feet to get a better sightIs that any reason to scream and run in frightNo, so, now how ya gonna act?So what if I got another arm growing out of my backI guess Im just another freak show thingAnd now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing[Chorus (2x)]Three ring a ding a ding dingPeople love to point and stareThree ring a ding a ding dingIts the same as everywhere[Shaggy 2 Dope]Ring two, how do you do?Im Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?You dont try to front hoTry to play me out just cause Im running with the sideshowOr maybe its the leg growing out my neckBut dont jet baby, heh, not yetIm popping in like a pound of leadBlack n blue, his next roll and drop me on my headOh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuitsCuz when I was two my momma left me at the circusAbandoned at the carnival with the freak showsLike bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crowBut then I escaped to the ghetto zoneStarted a crew of my own, motherfucker, Im not aloneSo dont be stickin your finger in my face stankOr your stomach might receive a shank from the...[Chorus (2x)]I certainly hope your enjoy yourselvesHere at our three ring exhibitBut to be honest I really dont see Whats so fucking funny about itThese fucking people are real![Violent J]Ring three, the ICPLook if you want but I wouldnt lay a hand on meThats how you get fucked upWell squeeze your windpipe shutYo, Im a nerd word, I drink from the birdHave Snake woman kick my love to the curbShe busted into my tent, now Im fuckedHad the fat bearded lady in the buck, uhFuck that, bitch, suck thatI was born with a wang but I never had a nut sacJust two balls hanging with no protection soI move real careful and slowYou can call me a weirdo, call me a freakCall me Don Knots cuz Im getting on it every week, uhSo come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitchI chill with the three rings[Chorus(2x)]Well, thats itI hope youre satisfiedI hope you had a good timeYou fucking heartless bastardsYou saw what you wantedSo grab your fucking kidsAnd that fat flop of shit wife of yoursAnd get the fuck out of our circus tentYou cold-hearted sons of bitchesYou think they look fucked upJust wait till I kick your Fucking lips in a couple timesYoull be sittin up here like a bitchAnd well laughing at your folded assTheyll call you lumpyAfter I done put knotsAll over your fuckin foreheadYeah, hey, hey little boy, come hereHowd you like it if I tied your neck in a knotYou fucking little bitchCome here, Ill shove that Fucking corn dog up your assGet the fuck out of hereShows fucking overGet the fuck out of hereYou fucking heartless bastards