[Intro: Violent J]
"Influenced-... entire-... living-..."
"Imagine music, completely original, uninfluenced, unique and uncensored, entirely brand new and exclusive. Its origin? On Earth, it's probably transmitting from somewhere tucked away, invisible to the living, hidden off in the coldest, darkest corners of existence, somewhere in the beyond. It's created and projected from this beyond, directly to a certain chosen few and then picked up and decoded only by that few that are meant to receive it. The source? Some kind of unexplainable, ancient yet newly-submerged circus of tortured, angry souls. We offer this Dark Carnival's message to you, pure and untapped. If you feel this is for you, its messages are transcripted and delivered by: the most hated band in the world, us, the Insane Clown Posse. I guess we're offering you a trip into the Bizzar Bizaar
[Sampled ("My Axe")]
"I love my Faygo, my hatchetman but I love my axe"
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigots' spinal cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
Everybody, everybody, everybody run
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop
Everybody, everybody, everybody run
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right-
[Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope]
"What?!"
"Influenced-... entire-... living-..."
"Imagine music, completely original, uninfluenced, unique and uncensored, entirely brand new and exclusive. Its origin? On Earth, it's probably transmitting from somewhere tucked away, invisible to the living, hidden off in the coldest, darkest corners of existence, somewhere in the beyond. It's created and projected from this beyond, directly to a certain chosen few and then picked up and decoded only by that few that are meant to receive it. The source? Some kind of unexplainable, ancient yet newly-submerged circus of tortured, angry souls. We offer this Dark Carnival's message to you, pure and untapped. If you feel this is for you, its messages are transcripted and delivered by: the most hated band in the world, us, the Insane Clown Posse. I guess we're offering you a trip into the Bizzar Bizaar
[Sampled ("My Axe")]
"I love my Faygo, my hatchetman but I love my axe"
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigots' spinal cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
Everybody, everybody, everybody run
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop
Everybody, everybody, everybody run
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (Everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right-
[Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope]
"What?!"
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