
Cartoon Goon Insane Clown Posse
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[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Midnight, full moon, blood curdling howls
Soulless body, empty shell, hollow
Spiraling rabbit hole, chew me up, swallow
Empty fifth bottle, finna jump, follow
Rubber boy bouncin' back with a bone-crackin' scowl
Bodies buried booty up, no pantalones, shit's fowl
Drop an anvil in a pillow case, no conscious, no sorrows
Knockin' nuggets off they neck piece like there's no tomorrow
Evacuate your bowel with a snarl and a growl
Your underoos are now sour, no TP, no towel
Cops ask you who did it (Who?) Sounded like a owl
But never catch me 'cause I greased they pockets up, Thurston Howell
The sun go down, no bitches safe, that's when I'm on the prowl
You do not know how to gut a ho? Wеll, let me show you how
Wear thеir skin back to they residence, I sit down and I chow
All these fools are next, that's how a cartoon goon gets down
[Chorus: Violent J]
Opposition part cartoon, and part goon
Shot him with a harpoon
He's the illustration that'll seal your fate
Animated in a killin' state
Now we headed back to drawin' board, 'cause it's clear
We need this cartoon to disappear
Now we headed back to drawin' board, and we fly
We need this cartoon goon to die
Midnight, full moon, blood curdling howls
Soulless body, empty shell, hollow
Spiraling rabbit hole, chew me up, swallow
Empty fifth bottle, finna jump, follow
Rubber boy bouncin' back with a bone-crackin' scowl
Bodies buried booty up, no pantalones, shit's fowl
Drop an anvil in a pillow case, no conscious, no sorrows
Knockin' nuggets off they neck piece like there's no tomorrow
Evacuate your bowel with a snarl and a growl
Your underoos are now sour, no TP, no towel
Cops ask you who did it (Who?) Sounded like a owl
But never catch me 'cause I greased they pockets up, Thurston Howell
The sun go down, no bitches safe, that's when I'm on the prowl
You do not know how to gut a ho? Wеll, let me show you how
Wear thеir skin back to they residence, I sit down and I chow
All these fools are next, that's how a cartoon goon gets down
[Chorus: Violent J]
Opposition part cartoon, and part goon
Shot him with a harpoon
He's the illustration that'll seal your fate
Animated in a killin' state
Now we headed back to drawin' board, 'cause it's clear
We need this cartoon to disappear
Now we headed back to drawin' board, and we fly
We need this cartoon goon to die
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