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Icp - Meat Cleaver songtekst

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Meat Cleaver" 



Yeah

(What's that)

Myzery(Word up)

Twiztid(Yeah)

And the Insane Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?)

Forming a 50 foot Voltron on your ass

Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with this

Run that shit

I'm rollin with the Psychopathic

Make a move, and shit gets drastic 

Leavin mutherfuckers in caskets

Or wrapped in Reynolds plastic

Cause we psychosomatic and schizophrenic lunatics

Holding my balls we know 

Which engulfs the tip of my dick

We real sick bitch, run and tell a friend

Twiztid in at the beginning

Means of the beginning of the end 

The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and lies 

And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no surprise

It ain't shit bitch believe that 

Suckers claiming they paid

They can't even handle they weed tax

I leave tracks like a needle

You phony as the 5th Beetle

Fuck a B on a deedle

Rockin Toledo like a trooper, What?

Leaving your conscience in a stuper, What?

Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, What?

And right before I shoot ya 

I snap your back like I was Lex Luger

Chronic weed abuser (Wooooo!)

As we capitalize and enterprise music scenes 

Money motivated, goal, and a dream 

Like Martin Luther King

Hesitaters pause while we crack their jaws

Swooping over they town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!)

I roll with Bones and it's on like that

Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs calapse

Twiztid's the sound 

Something'that your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with

Prepare to duck bitch 

Cause I'm runnin' with a meat cleaver

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

And if you missed it the name is Twiztid

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Qui qua Myzery para isla

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Psychopatchic

From the NY come Myzery the red eye and raging

Minority and JumpSteady plotting retaliation

Suffocating dirty cats, player hatin

Gats we packin

Skullys and army jackets

Headed out of psychopathic

I got a plan so stack the ammo in the trunk

The word is that down town we don't front 

Spark the blunt, give em what they want

Psycho thugs, loaded slugs

Loco in la cabesa

Get away rides in ce pasa

Destination para mi caco pato

There without muchacho 

Cock slowly the deracho

There go that long acho 

My shit is jammed 

For you planned

Body's wounded badly

Move quickly before they bag me

Being chased down this dark alley

I'm a wounded ass 

Minority hollering I gaba

I pulled out my blade

And carved it in him like a mansana

Now back to the ride floor it corpses

No remorse's

Psychopathic and Spanish side we joining forces 

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

And if you missed it the name is Twiztid

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Qui qua Myzery para isla

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Psychopatchic

Myzery(I smell gun powder)

Twiztid

And the loco Insane Clown Posse (I smell raisins)

Psychopathic Records

Para siempre!

I smell garlic my head hurts

Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards

My skin turns blue and I start to shake

My tongue comes out like a snake

Ssssss

Zunga bunga hooly goo bo

That's my Ugandan voodoo flow

You don't know what it meant

Til the next day you wake up

With your dick in your homies butt

I might grab your face, twist your neck,

And then let it go (Brrrrraaah)

And then Shaggy climbs up my back

And we attack and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!)

I paint my face like a clown

Other times I paint it like Sting and come down

The rafters up at the mall and throw old folks to the ropes

And chop their throats (Woooo!)

But I ain't no wrestler

I'm a serial killa murderous molester

Naww, I'm just juggalin your balls a bit

It's J who's into that shit (Yeah, fuck you)

And if you wanna get lippy 

I'll stretch your lips out and call you skippy (Hehe)

The bottom line is we twisted like Sam Kinison's back

After the car wreck

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

And if you missed it the name is Twiztid

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Qui qua Myzery para isla

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Posse

Runnin with a meat cleaver, yo!

Psychopatchic

Psychopatchic

Psychopatchic

Psychopatchic

Psychopatchic
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