Lyrics Detroit Car Jackin' - Insane Clown Posse

Detroit Car Jackin'

«Detroit has the most carjackings of any major city in the United States»
«Leave your keys in the car, bitch!»
«Ah!
Okay!
Okay!»
«Leave your keys in the car!
Let- L-L-Leave your keys in the car!»
«Do whatever you want!
Just don’t hurt me!»
«Get the fuck out!»
«Most carjackings occur between 8 P.M.
and midnight, and twice as many men get
carjacked as women.»
«Aw shit, man.»
«Get out of the car.
Don’t fuckin' move.
Don’t think.
Just get out.»
«Whatever you say, man.
Just take the keys.»
«I'll fuckin' blow you out.»
I’m takin' Woodward downtown.
It’s been a while, a lot of changes:
New Walgreens and CVS.
There’s still a lot of danger
Waitin' at the light, I saw a gun and a stranger
Now I’m fuckin' walkin', and he’s in my Ford Ranger
Through the scary tunnel underneath the train station
To Mexican Town, I saw a couple on vacation
With just a broken bottle, I robbed them of their keys
«Our car is parked right over there — the Seabreeze»
To jack or be jacked in this town, I fuckin' get that
But why’d it have to be a bitch’s ride?
I ain’t with that
I could barely fit into the seat of this toy
The steering wheel was stuck under my gut.
Oh joy
I’m riding with that top down.
I’m the one who got clowned
Eject Taylor Swift.
Any good CDs are not found
I went to pick up Shaggy.
Sometimes he ain’t got no heart
He said he’d rather walk than ride with a Mary in a go-kart
«Detroit's east side has the most number of carjackings.»
«Wait, hold up!
Give me the keys!
Give me the mother fucking key!»
Carjack, carjack
Of fuckin' Detroit (Murderous!)
Fire in the streets
Burnin' up, burnin' up
What happens now
When Carjacks the Clown
Pull you outta your ride
And drive it all through the town?
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Whoop whoop!)
Took the bus out to Taylor, but they closed
I seen a used car lot.
It said to visit Walter
Walter was old with a white hoagie mustache
I said I’m looking for something fast and got much cash
He said he got a Corvette for 45 grand
That’s what it’ll take to put the keys in my hand
Well don’t I get a test drive once around the block?
As he kept talking, I just whipped out my Glock
Walter started cryin' and hung his head low
He just handed me the keys and said «Go»
Michigan Avenue, my slicks were loud
Every time I hit ‘em, they would pop the crowd
Until a van of thugs surrounded my ‘Vette
They took the car, my, and my cigarettes
Now I’m walkin' down Jefferson all the way home
Damn, it feels shitty when you’re given the bone
But what’s this?
Monte Carlo parked on somebody’s lawn
Keys in it.
Let’s get it.
Once again, it’s on!
Carjack, carjack
Of fuckin' Detroit (Murderous!)
Fire in the streets
Burnin' up, burnin' up
What happens now
When Carjacks the Clown
Pull you outta your ride
And drive it all through the town?
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Whoop whoop!)
«More than 35% of carjackings in Detroit end with homicide.»
«Hey, I told you don’t fuckin' look at me, man!»
«No!»
*gunshots*
Carjack, carjack
Of fuckin' Detroit (Murderous!)
Fire in the streets
Burnin' up, burnin' up
What happens now
When Carjacks the Clown
Pull you outta your ride
And drive it all through the town?
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
Whip it around (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Whoop whoop!)
Whip it around-round (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns-clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
Whip it around-round (Hey!)
Whip it around (Uh uh)
The Wicked Clowns-clowns (Hey!)
Whip it around (Whoop whoop!)