Thy Staleness Insane Clown Posse
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[Intro: sampled]
*ring*
"Police station, Mooney speaking"
"Yes, I, I'd like to report a disturbance. Th-there's a bunch of crazy clowns-"
"Wait a minute. Calm down! I can't understand you!"
"Clowns!"
"What?!"
"A bunch of crazy clowns are at my front door! They're destroying property!"
"Oh, clowns, huh?"
"They're, they're frightening! And, and I'm home alone!"
"And now they're at your front door, huh?"
"Yes! They're at my front door right now!"
*click*
"Killer clowns. Holy shit."
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope, [Mike P. ?], [Syn ?]]
Let me see your throat thing there, buddy, I'ma chop it
See the idea is to make you die (Stop it)
I don't know why, but your heart beat offends me
I need to cut you off at the windpipe desperately
(Like, how 'bout cutting your own neck?) I did
Seventeen times, why you think I talk like this?
Before I cut myself, this was my voice
Now gimme your neck pipe, you don't have no fucking choice
(I'm not ready to die) Neither was Eazy-E
What makes you so fuckin' special you can escape the Wreath?
(You mean Wraith) I said Wraith, now shut the fuck up
And give me your windpipe so I can cut that motherfucker
(Pick somebody else) I'm pickin' anybody I can find
And you happen to be the next motherfucker in line
(Okay, let's do it) Keep still, right there
And about one, two, three of those motherfuckers, I'm outta here
*ring*
"Police station, Mooney speaking"
"Yes, I, I'd like to report a disturbance. Th-there's a bunch of crazy clowns-"
"Wait a minute. Calm down! I can't understand you!"
"Clowns!"
"What?!"
"A bunch of crazy clowns are at my front door! They're destroying property!"
"Oh, clowns, huh?"
"They're, they're frightening! And, and I'm home alone!"
"And now they're at your front door, huh?"
"Yes! They're at my front door right now!"
*click*
"Killer clowns. Holy shit."
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope, [Mike P. ?], [Syn ?]]
Let me see your throat thing there, buddy, I'ma chop it
See the idea is to make you die (Stop it)
I don't know why, but your heart beat offends me
I need to cut you off at the windpipe desperately
(Like, how 'bout cutting your own neck?) I did
Seventeen times, why you think I talk like this?
Before I cut myself, this was my voice
Now gimme your neck pipe, you don't have no fucking choice
(I'm not ready to die) Neither was Eazy-E
What makes you so fuckin' special you can escape the Wreath?
(You mean Wraith) I said Wraith, now shut the fuck up
And give me your windpipe so I can cut that motherfucker
(Pick somebody else) I'm pickin' anybody I can find
And you happen to be the next motherfucker in line
(Okay, let's do it) Keep still, right there
And about one, two, three of those motherfuckers, I'm outta here
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