Insomnia Insane Clown Posse

[Intro]
Shaggy the Airhead on the beat
"Oh my God"
"Oh no"
"When humans corrode"
"Fuck, man, you look so old"
"You sure you ain't dead?"
"Seriously, you look bad"

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Hey, I'm up in my bedroom studyin' doom
As the sun goes up and down like a yo-yo
Dope-sick bozo, toxic, loco
Pop six NoDoz, the clock ticks slow
Don't wind it, or a dark demon will charge
Dislodge your skull like a spine broke
My plug he pulled it, my load exploded
Invoked a mind stroke
You know that my ears was blowin' out a blood red smoke
Rollin' off the ledge and down it float
Surrounded a meth head, astounded, cloaked
The fool inhaled it "Did it buzz him?" Nope
His eyeballs popped out and got stuck down his throat
He choked, "Get behind me, do the Heimy"
I did him one better, the "never mind me"
And while he died, I did the "you can't find me"
Seventeen thousand, six hundred and sixty-five
Now I'm countin' sheep
Jumpin' off a cliff, they each committin' suicide
They land in a bloody heap
I keep hearin' that flesh smack and that meat slap
Them bones snap, and that heap stack
I seen their feet tap, and that's when, in fact
It dawned on me, "That beat's phat"
But who's that creep in a cheap-ass sheep suit? Me?
Next for the monster leap
A dream, it's likely, seems it might be
Thang is, I'm not asleep
Mr. Flintstone imports Cuban cigars
And yabadabbles in cocaine
His do-bot Barney got a fly hooker for a wife
Sweet Champagne Betty Jane
Now Barney's ass hot as Betty's
Pink peckerwoods, yeah they lead separate lives
But if you dickin' Champagne Betty at her crib
Barney watchin' yo ass, jackin' off close by
Thoughts in my head bleedin' out of my orifices
While I'm fuckin' fine ass twin porpuses
Is this a grisly clown bein' eaten by my teddy bear?
Of course it is