ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - I Want My Shit lyrics

rate me

It was like March, April

Fuckin Libra (Fuckin, um, shit)

Taurus, born in 1775

I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still alive

I used to hang with the original Billy the Kid

You probably think I'm only playin' but, I did

My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show

Mama a fortune teller, Azmerella Zella

Anyway they had sex on a Ouija board

And I was born the next day

(Who?) Violent J

When I was 14 I tripped on the train track

And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack

I'm out cold, they though it would fuck me up

I got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what?

Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy,

Child of the Witch heifer, whatever

Tied me up burned me and threw stones

Had a few scrapes and cuts, Smokey Nuts

After that they started bowin and shit

Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get

I said get off my dick I ain't a savior

I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava

4 simple things in this bitch before I die

I want a rusty axe

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named Bridget

And a little sip of Faygo too

Till I get my shit in this motha fucka

I will neva DIE!

(Ah, hell yeah, so anyway...)

50 years passed all my homies are old-ass fucks

I ain't even got hair on my nuts

I left the village in the search of my ends,

I wrestled Alligators, battled terminators

Nothin' ever killed me, nothin' could harm me

I fought in the civil war, Yankees army

I walked across enemy lines with a mac-10

Man they didn't even have that shit back then

How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?

Well at least make this shit sound real man, damn!

I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lannard

Steddy takin cannon balls, to the balls

The war ended, I traveled the country horse back

Until this fool tried to horse jack

He put his gat to my head and blew my face up

Didn't even smear the makeup

I took his gun a put a divot in his neck

The sherriff didn't like it, I got endited

87 long years in the state pen

Till they finally forgot why they put me in

They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin

On they way out they like,

"Yo ain't you like a hundred and somethin?"

I'm said Yeah thats right,

And I ain't gonna die till I get my shit motha

fucka!!!

I want a rusty axe

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named Bridget

Just a little sip or two

Till I get my shit in this motha fucka

I will neva DIE!

I slept under bridges, lived in a valley

I climbed up mountains, searched the alleys

More years passed and I still ain't died

Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side

My homie has an Impala blue '67

Last night we hit the road pushin one eleven

I stuck my head out the window,

Told 'em floor it the most

And let my nugget ping off a light post

Hahahaha hell yeah cuz,

Yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight buzz

The world hates me cuz of shit like this

They always try and kill me but, MISS

I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted

When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted

My tongues a little long I choke people with it

Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it

And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles

I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files

People wanna see me die more then a little bit

But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT

And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!!

I want a rusty axe

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named Bridget

I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew

Till I get my shit in this motha fucka

I will neva Diiiiiiiiiieeeeee!

Diiiiiiieeeeee! (2x)