ICP: The show must go on

[Violent J]Ohhhhhhhhhh!Hey yo, check it out manICPs back in the haugh manViolent J, man2 Dope, manWicked clown, manFuck yeah, man[Violent J]Hey, quick, hurry up, bangOpen your mouth cuz here comes my wangIm Violent J, the southwest skitsoBorn in a big top, magical mijistoDead body disco, rapping to the hoochiesDirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochieHoochie coochie la la la laI might pull your tongue out your mouthAnd try to hang yaIts a full moon and the riddles are callingThree more cards and the skys will be fallingBut dont take it from me, Im just a clownWicked clown, wicked town, juggalugalocolickyDown and out till my nuts start singingDancing, hopping, Im a keep bringingRiddles and tricks and dead body chicksWith the swing of my magical wandThe show must go on!Well it all began when I was very youngI was feeling so excited about the carnivals arrivalEveryone was jolly and jitteryI waited for their wagons until well after duskThat night, while I was sleepingI was awoken by a cold eerie windLooking out, I seen strange men, cursing and filthyThere were clowns setting up the dreary tent[Shaggy 2 Dope]Im 2 Dope and I sport tight WranglersDont say a word or Ill kick ya in the neck, bitchEverybody round make way for the clownBeen to New York and L.A., Im southwest downWalked into Del Rays almost got my ass kickedRather just chill in the yard in my casketCall up the hoes, have em swing by the tombAnd get a little sticky stank up in this bitch Killer clowns kicked out the circusUsed to get live, let the midget lady work thisI was a freak show, they called me the PogoI could make my ball sac bob like a yo-yo Give it up, give it up, southwest looney tuneKilled another redneck, found his head in looney doonGooney boon, booney goon, I can hear the loonsIn my head as I sing my wicked songThe show must go on!I never been afraid of clownBut these clowns were differentThere was nothing funny about these clowns but thenThey smiled, they juggled, they laughedBut yet something was terribly, terribly wrongI didnt like these clowns for I could see threw themI knew what they were really likeI knew that this carnival that had come to my villageWas an evil, evil thing[Chorus (1x)]Come see the show, big top showWalk in and hang with the dead carnivalDead carny carnies, dead juggalosWalk in and hang with the dead carnival[Violent J]You ask do we gangbang, do we bang in a gangDo we bang bang, Im a gangbanger, manI bang in a gang, man, you can suck my wang, manRichie boy, richie boy, its a southwest thangSerial murderer, southwest maniacSlaughterer, lunatic, high school braniacStraight-A school boy, school kidTill I went to school and tried to murder everyoneThe show must go on!My neighbors and friends were fools, all of themTotally unaware of the evilness within the clownsTheir eyes reflected stairways into hellTheir faces painted with bloodI ran from the carnival clowns Yet every road and every path Led me right back to the big tentI had no excuse from the strong men, The freak show, and the Ringmaster[Chorus (2x)]