ICP: Chop! chop!

[answering machine](beep) then you know what you can doYou can be a couple of pleasersAnd take some tweazersAnd bust every hair on my nutsackPaste em to your backThen jump on the e-trackAnd suck my dick exactly where its at....ho[beep][old record plays]Jay fuzz the clownJay fuzz the clownJay fuzz the clown[low voice repeats]JugglesJugglesJugglesJuggles [x2][low bass starts in background][verse 1-violent j (crowd in parentheses)]Hey, hey its the wicked jokersAnd were coming to the valley and well smoke ya (choke ya)Kick the clown in the forehead and im juggling juggling your head(jed) you big fat redneck mounty ass hickIm a city slicker and im come to the valley and im gonna hit yaAnd ya know the carnivals gonna get wit yaOh, i meant as well mention, that i come from another di-men-sionYou never seen nothing like this boy (magic acts of pain and joy)Please dont try to come and get meBecause i pack a french curler with meAnd them punks are gonna have to take me out quickBecause i can do a double-flip you fat piece of shitPicture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hatBecause some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop[chorus]Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chopSwing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chopSwing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chopSwing, swing, swing, and chop, chop [x2][verse 2-violent j (crowd in parentheses)]Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they socketsAnd fried in the streets like a sick em[sound of popping and a splatter](stick em, pick em)Break em off something from the smokestackIve been breathing all my life so im dying anywayIm nothing but a radiation freak showMy arm fell of and it bounced on the floorCarnival land up the alley (alley, alley)Then we landed in sunny valley(jumpin up and down on a richies head)And now im gonna jump till hes finally dead(jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)They got no love yet we got controlTheyll never touch my funky soulStreet top all extra topNow we can run or we can walkEither way some gotta stopOr the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop[chorus][verse 3-esham and violent j][esham] wicked clown, wicked clown[violent j] whats up comes down[esham] before my nuts go soft juggle em around[violent j] bitch wanna join the carnival circusGrab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus[esham] i gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy [mixed]And these heads i drill[violent j] chills, thrills, bigots writing willsAn axe to the forehead usually kills[esham]If this aint hell, i cant tell, hang my body on a cross with someRusty nailsIf i juggle then call me a juggla, im a nap rubbla, voodoo smugglaSee i got the symptoms of insanity, im down with j from the icpIm down with him and hes down with meSo if we gotta chop see h-o-pe[violent j]Running down the block someone hit me wit a rockAnd my brains all over the streetBut im a wicked clown and im up and down all over this esham beat[esham]So, so, so if i gotta chop, then i guess i gotta chopIf i chop, then i gotta chop, chop[both]But you could never stop sucker, you could never dropWicked clowns cause you know we love to chop, chop[chorus (x2)][in background]Got to be funky[....fades to end]