Insane Clown Posse (icp) Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Ghetto Freak Show Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Ghetto Freak Show Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 Ghetto Freak Show

 Wicked clowns in the moonlight creeping 

 Slide through your window under your bed 

 Crawl in through your ear, eat your head 

 Bumping into bones cuz I need light 

 Tip-toeing down through your windpipe 

 Climbing down your spine was the fun part 

 Looky looky and I think I see your fucking heart 

 Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing 

 Wicked clown cut his way out your belly button 

 I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place 

 Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face 

 I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal 

 No one ever loved me and they never will 

 Bitch, I take you out on a blind date 

 But then they find you dead under a wooden crate 

 Rapped in a bag deep in the woods 

 Cause my mother always said I was no good 

 Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit 

 Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it 

 The insanity's grip will never let go 

 Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show 

 I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show... 

 I'm a freak show coming to your house 

 Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse 

 I'm looking like a fly so you swat me 

 Keep chasing me even though you got me 

 So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug 

 First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs 

 Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat 

 I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown 

 Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice 

 Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price 

 Driving with your woman, that's sweet 

 Never even know I'm in the back seat 

 Chat chit-chat about the weather 

 But then I slam they fucking heads together 

 Is it jealousy, they never loved me 

 So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugly 

 I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man 

 Not a poor man, I need my own land 

 Because the rich man be stressing all the dumb stuff 

 They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough 

 Right there in your face, you can't tag it 

 Just found out your son is a faggot 

 Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man 

 If ya stressing then you better talk to mojo man 

 Insanity's grip will never let go 

 Here's your chance to catch a glimpse of a ghetto freak show 

 I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show 

 Ahaha, Violent J, the Ghetto Freak Show 

 He's still alive 

 The ultimate amazing freak show 

 Is here on the Carnival of Carnage 

 Line up and see him 

 Lived years in the slums 

 And he's still alive to tell about 

 Line up and see him 

 He's nasty, he's disgusting 

 He's filthy, he is a freak show 

 And you can see him live at the 

 Carnival of Carnage 

 You, young man 

 You look like you could use a viewing 

 Of a good freak show 

 Line up, bring your sister, your brother 

 And see the ghetto freak show 

 Violent J is still alive