Seriously Hilarious Insane Clown Posse

[Intro]
Hold it now
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Ah, ah, ah
Hold it now
Uh-oh, bitch, look out now

[Verse 1]
We got jokes and we hilarious
When our target deserves hit as do various
Inner City Posse scariest, off recording devices
Trust, that's when we nicest
And if the price of my jokes is death? Word
Any line between Hell and my pain blurred
Severe panic burst of fear, Satan's rage
And they've always said just wait, it gets worse with age
Like grandma, they lockin' me up, they certain to
That's why I don't gives a dead fuck of murking you
And not a single solitary shit if I'm touched first
'Cause my folks will see that you touched worse
These no names, take a beef stance, claiming they'll hurt mine
But when that chance come? That stance in the merch line
They only heard half and that, 'cause your subject's me
You'd blow my dick but can't, that's where your bitch be