Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Geeked, artist - Insane Clown Posse. Album song American Psycho Tour Exclusive, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.05.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Get Geeked |
Yeah, back up cause we in here |
We more than sip beer |
When we get geeked we don’t just sit there |
Not when it’s this fat, where the chicks at? |
Nobody hits that? |
I’mma fix that! |
Stare, kick, clap, pat, ba bah bum bum |
We get sick of your track where I come from |
Earthquake backyard, the whole hood |
Sound fake? |
Smacked hard if you’re no good! |
Twiztid and the clowns on these carnival tones! |
Leave the whole yard full of tombstones |
Scrub life, freedom! |
Nedens, I’ll feed em! |
Haters? |
I’ll beat em! |
Defeat em and eat em! |
Juggalo love lew ya, what’s it too ya? |
Its a oo-ee, Lamanamanoomie |
You and me starring in the feel good movie of the week |
What up though, ninja? |
get geeked! |
I walk in, everybody’s honkin |
Im a nobody, but I go nutty |
Might sound sappy, but I’m happy |
See me teasin, they wanna attack me |
The whole world’s depressed with stress |
But right about now im infected with fresh |
I bust three backflips into the splits |
And land face first in between two tits |
I’m Juggalo now, Juggalo back then |
Gimme a second chance, Im Juggaloin again! |
Chris Hanson’s a Juggalo, but he don’t know it |
I dance like a Juggalo and proud to show it! |
Throw ya hands up like a wild man |
Mike E. Clark versus Jake Giels Band |
Peter Wolf say come as you are, little freaks |
Second Joker’s card of deck two, get geeked! |
Fuck anybody tryin to hate my style |
Screamin Fuck You with a painted smile |
Throw Your Hands Up |
Jumpin while I’ll |
(Let go) get up! |
(let go) jump in |
(let go) let loose! |
(let go) fuck them! |
Everybody say, whoop whoop! |
Get-g-g get-get-get get geeked! |
Get g-get get get get geeked |
Get g-g get get get get geeked |
Get get geeked |
G-g get geeked |
I just got out of jail today |
I got a fat work wait and a bitch in the gate |
I’m like hey (hey) |
Everythings good on the bad side |
I’m bout to get so, so high |
Beer bong sing-along |
Cause I’m fucked up |
You got another hit of that |
Everybody, come through |
Party over here til we rockin the dead |
Saw a footloose creep walkin on the waterbed |
Light up a cigarette |
And dont forget that we can make it |
Ugly like the bitch you with, gettin bloody like her period |
Barbiturate, inhabitant, but mostly on some killer shit |
And I hope I ain’t go syphilis from fuckin that little silly bitch |
Electric, singin' about butter knife in the sockets |
Til im warm and melty just like some hot pockets |
Told em that we rock shit |
Us and the clowns |
And ya haters shut up and smile |
Cause it’s fin to go down |