Skreeem! Insane Clown Posse (Ft. Hopsin & Tech N9ne)

[Intro]
Good news
We coming
SKREEEM!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!
Hopsin!
Wicked Clowns!
SKREEEM!!!
AHHHHHH!!!!
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah!
Tech N9ne!
Oh! Oh! Woo! Oh!

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
Shriek off, feather lungs
Southwest Strangla here he comes
And I'm the Duke here to rock the place
Crack a Faygo and sock your face
Let's run to the graveyard quick, fast
Dig up a body and kick its ass
Live life like some kind of dream
[Together] Let your face get off and SKREEEM!!!
Psychopathic, loony batshit
Off with your head when I swing my hatchet
Once it's gone you can't reattach it
Volleyball it, toss and catch it
When my nut bag itch, I scratch it
Your soul, right out your throat I snatch it
Juggalo love, can't nothing match it
Blew out my mattress fucking fat chicks (Yeah!)
I can never cute, bitch, scrub life
'Til my dick shoot goop on your dumb wife (Ha!)
When they hate on my group I become hype
Stab your belly into soup with one knife
Deep in my head, pressure rises
But we love being who the world despises
(AHHH!) And that's a just a taste
Inhale and bust one out of your face