Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Clowned, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song The Marvelous Missing Link (Found), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Get Clowned |
Abracadabra, stab you up bloody |
I’m the big duke, smear your ass like putty |
That’s one thing I ain’t never done was study |
Fuck my meds, I’m about to go nutty |
If we was in prison I’d rape your anus |
With this broomstick, not my penis |
I do a drive by on a pogo stick |
As I’m getting my dick sucked, no bullshit |
I clown motherfuckers, pie to the face |
Probation officers, I lie to they face |
I sell fake dope, and you still buy it |
I even tell you it’s fake |
«I'll still try it» |
I’ll slap your ass, and leave you snoring |
Still laid out same spot next morning |
I’m a serial killer, pound for pound |
You fuck with a Juggalo: you get clowned |
Get clowned |
Pie to your face |
Get clowned |
Foot up your anus |
Get clowned |
Nuts on your chin |
Then we do it again bitch |
You get clowned |
Get clowned |
Pie to your face |
Get clowned |
Foot up your anus |
Get clowned |
Nuts on your chin |
And the shit don’t end bitch |
You get clowned |
I’m Shaggy the clown |
My foot swing around |
Put your nuts so far up your ass |
They’re never found |
Now eyeballs in the microwave grow fatter |
Until they finally splatter |
How do I know this? |
It don’t matter |
When I pulls out my axe hoes scatter |
Cause in my head I hear the drums of war |
Next thing you know, I comes to your door |
And I kicks it in, the shit begin |
Take a knife to the chicken and I sticks it in |
Plug the feathers |
Cut your tethers |
Everybody run free |
Dumping in a humvee |
Mass pandemonium all around |
Innocent victim dying on the ground |
Hold him close as his heart slow down |
And then whisper in his ear hole, «YOU GOT CLOWNED!» |
I paint my face like my brothers and sisters |
We’re misunderstood by these others, they diss us |
Truth is these haters want to love us and kiss us |
Cause they’re secretly hound dogs, we shove’em when they piss us off |
We gotta clown these hoes |
Stick our big clown shoes all up their assholes |
Cause when our wagons come to town |
We only pick up the found, bitch |
So get clowned |