| [Intro: Layzie Bone,
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| Violent J
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| Wicked Wonka
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| , baby
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| Halloween! |
| Hallowicked Wonka!
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| It’s time, just did eighteen months
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| I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (
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| Well what you do then?
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| I split some craniums in half and caved a few in
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| Before long I’m standing there alone, I shut the party down
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| For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham
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| Incoming, I’m running and dropping them bombs
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| Still gunning, I’m willing and ready for war
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| Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E and the Kottonmouth Kings
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| Bring it how we bring it doe for the wicked wonka, Halloween
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| Smoking hay, hey I’m Violent J hey, we screaming may-day
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| 'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day, we give away hey
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| But we already millionare rapper hater slappers
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| Wicked shit believe it though, we tight like alligator snappers
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| Don’t run dawg, we gun clappers, bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers
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| City street slicked rappers but better known as wig crackers
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| Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne
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| Cock it back for Esham and let it loose to they spine
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| [Bridge: Judge D,
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| Shaggy 2 Dope
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| An we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
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| It’s wicked when you walking within the thug pit
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| Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
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| At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
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| Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? |
| (Shit!)
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| Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? |
| (Split!)
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| Who the motherfucker that’s down for the krown? |
| (Krown!)
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| Who the motherfucker in here right now?
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| Shaggy jumps in the pit with these hatchets and swingin' them
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| Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
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| Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
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| Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)
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| Now what the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?
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| Put your money where your mouth is, I’ll take every dime
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| Then run down the line, damn right I’m getting mine
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| With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine
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| Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
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| Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game (Trick)
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| Every year we lace the stage with the wickedness
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| It’s the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us
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| It’s that nigga that be on blood shit
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| Tech Nina off in a thug pit
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| Fuck with the KMK
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| ICP, Bone and you’ll get drug bitch
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| Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)
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| If you don’t wanna come
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| With the wickedness, a nigga wanna slam Strange
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| I don’t wanna hear a damn thang
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| Mashing off from city to city, we sparking fifties and fifties
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| Crashing after parties, fucking and sucking on titties
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| Ducking and dodging the coppers, ain’t no one out there that can stop us
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| Dropping that shit that be popping, making it hotter and hotter
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| We man handle them, fucking and crushing on man’s camera
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| Busting bright red bandanas, bitch where was your antennas?
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| When I was trying to stick it, wanna show a nigga how she lick it?
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| Motherfucker this is how we kick it, thug whiling on Hallowicked
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| And it’s so fine fine, toking all kinds with Tech N9ne
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| Getting more love, sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs
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| Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP
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| It’s motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings
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| [Hook: Layzie Bone &
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| Violent J
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| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)
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| It’s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
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| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
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| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
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| It’s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
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| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
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| It’s mista sawed off leatherface
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| I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain
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| When I step on the plate
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| Guard your grill, cause when my niggas start to ill
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| It’s hard to chill
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| Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Skwo)
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| I ain’t got a million dollars bitch I’m fucking broke
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| Spending all my change on that endo smoke
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| All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot
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| They get nothing but dick, and a steel-toed boot
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| Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady
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| Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady
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| If I catch him at the shelter I’ma pull his file
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| Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 Mile
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| We drinking drank (Drank), we smoking dank (Dank)
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| Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)
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| We dropping bombs, underground bombs
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| Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on
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| [Chorus: Layzie Bone &
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| Judge D
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| Violent J
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| Shaggy 2 Dope
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| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
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| An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
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| Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'
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| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
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| It’s wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
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| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
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| [Violent J &
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| Layzie Bone
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| Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit
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| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Pit, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп