Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thug Pit, artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 07.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Thug Pit |
| [Intro: Layzie Bone, |
| Violent J |
| Wicked Wonka |
| , baby |
| Halloween! |
| Hallowicked Wonka! |
| It’s time, just did eighteen months |
| I brought a bat to a mosh-pit ( |
| Well what you do then? |
| I split some craniums in half and caved a few in |
| Before long I’m standing there alone, I shut the party down |
| For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham |
| Incoming, I’m running and dropping them bombs |
| Still gunning, I’m willing and ready for war |
| Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E and the Kottonmouth Kings |
| Bring it how we bring it doe for the wicked wonka, Halloween |
| Smoking hay, hey I’m Violent J hey, we screaming may-day |
| 'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day, we give away hey |
| But we already millionare rapper hater slappers |
| Wicked shit believe it though, we tight like alligator snappers |
| Don’t run dawg, we gun clappers, bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers |
| City street slicked rappers but better known as wig crackers |
| Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne |
| Cock it back for Esham and let it loose to they spine |
| [Bridge: Judge D, |
| Shaggy 2 Dope |
| An we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin' |
| It’s wicked when you walking within the thug pit |
| Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin' |
| At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split |
| Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? |
| (Shit!) |
| Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? |
| (Split!) |
| Who the motherfucker that’s down for the krown? |
| (Krown!) |
| Who the motherfucker in here right now? |
| Shaggy jumps in the pit with these hatchets and swingin' them |
| Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums |
| Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though |
| Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!) |
| Now what the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine? |
| Put your money where your mouth is, I’ll take every dime |
| Then run down the line, damn right I’m getting mine |
| With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine |
| Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same |
| Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game (Trick) |
| Every year we lace the stage with the wickedness |
| It’s the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us |
| It’s that nigga that be on blood shit |
| Tech Nina off in a thug pit |
| Fuck with the KMK |
| ICP, Bone and you’ll get drug bitch |
| Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz) |
| If you don’t wanna come |
| With the wickedness, a nigga wanna slam Strange |
| I don’t wanna hear a damn thang |
| Mashing off from city to city, we sparking fifties and fifties |
| Crashing after parties, fucking and sucking on titties |
| Ducking and dodging the coppers, ain’t no one out there that can stop us |
| Dropping that shit that be popping, making it hotter and hotter |
| We man handle them, fucking and crushing on man’s camera |
| Busting bright red bandanas, bitch where was your antennas? |
| When I was trying to stick it, wanna show a nigga how she lick it? |
| Motherfucker this is how we kick it, thug whiling on Hallowicked |
| And it’s so fine fine, toking all kinds with Tech N9ne |
| Getting more love, sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs |
| Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP |
| It’s motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings |
| [Hook: Layzie Bone & |
| Violent J |
| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!) |
| It’s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split |
| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit |
| It’s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split |
| It’s mista sawed off leatherface |
| I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain |
| When I step on the plate |
| Guard your grill, cause when my niggas start to ill |
| It’s hard to chill |
| Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Skwo) |
| I ain’t got a million dollars bitch I’m fucking broke |
| Spending all my change on that endo smoke |
| All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot |
| They get nothing but dick, and a steel-toed boot |
| Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady |
| Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady |
| If I catch him at the shelter I’ma pull his file |
| Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 Mile |
| We drinking drank (Drank), we smoking dank (Dank) |
| Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank) |
| We dropping bombs, underground bombs |
| Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on |
| [Chorus: Layzie Bone & |
| Judge D |
| Violent J |
| Shaggy 2 Dope |
| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit |
| An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
| Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' |
| It ain’t nowhere to run when you in the thug pit |
| It’s wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
| In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split |
| [Violent J & |
| Layzie Bone |
| Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |
| We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit |