| Welcome to the tilt-a-whirl
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| All you mutha fuckas are gonna die
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| (Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Everybody! |
| You’re dying everyday, constantly
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| I’ll kill myself right mutha fuckin now
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| And still won’t die (try me)
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| Wicked clowns never (never) die, whut
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| (Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Oh my goody look a chicken
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| Keep your money here’s a ticket
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| Hold up keep your kids out here
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| They too young to play in there
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| Step right up now strap’em in Lock it tight under his chin
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| Clamp his arms up to his side
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| It’s gon’be a helly ride
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| Now if you misplace an item
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| Psychopathic straight up find’em
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| If you lose your nugget yo Hatchet ain’t responsible
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| Look and wonder if you will
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| Cuz we about to rip and kill
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| Think about your every sin
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| As our tilt-a-whirly spins
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| (Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Theeeeeey… Allllll…Diiiiie…Diiiiie
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| (Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Looky look a fancy fuck
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| With his wallet up his butt
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| Give the wealthy what they want
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| Fuck the line put him up front
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| Welcome to our spectacle
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| Carny rides eccentrical
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| Hope you like it even though
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| Hafta mingle with the poor
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| Here you go sir have a seat
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| You’ve got to take this ride, it’s neat
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| Tell ya now the ride is fast
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| Might want me to hold your cash
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| We gonna spin until your soul
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| Leaves your body dead and cold
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| Tilt-a-whirly sprayin’blood
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| All over the neighborhood
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| (Violent J)
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| Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on Get up on it get up on it get up on it, wheee
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| Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
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| Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on Get up on it get up on it get up on it, *squeak*
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| Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
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| (Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Welcome buddy, what you did
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| Like to punch up on your kids
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| Scoot all them dead bodies down
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| We can go another round
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| Excuse us while we clean up here
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| Pile them up on over there
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| Strap’em up then start the show
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| This time speed it up some more
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| Tell me any last requests
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| Before your guts rip out your chest
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| Fuck all that don’t give’em nothin'
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| Slap his ass and press the button
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| Fair enough now another down
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| Carnival don’t fuck around
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| Fire up the tilt-a-whirl
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| And we’ll see you all in hell
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| Round and round and round you go (background*)
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| (Shaggy 2 Dope)
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| Yo, the dark carnival will never die.
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| I mean that’s all we do is think about dyin'.
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| We wish we die, we hope we die.
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| The only problem is,
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| We ain’t never ever ever gonna die motherfucker! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tilt-A-Whirl , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Jugganauts - The Best Of ICP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп