Lyrics Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse

I'll Keep My Hatchet

We're keeping tables loaded with pistols, military, hunting, laser-optics, and shooting rifles

Sunday morning, the first 50 paying adults will receive a free stainless lock-blade pocketknife

Don't forget to register for the free custom-built AR-15 being given away by the Bridge Town Gun Shop

Keep your AR-15

Trash knife kept clean

Cross hair laser beam on your ruger machine

Keep your 9 milli Luger with that hot ass red dot

I'll keep my hatchet

Swing-and-go chop!

Keep that Colt pipe back

With that big Desert Eagle

That weaponry dagger, carve that ass up-reload

9mili Mac10, that musket rifle that pop!

And I'll keep my hatchet

Swing-and-go chop!

.40 cal Smith & Wesson

That double burst

12 gauge sawed-off

Murder in the first

M60, .44 Magnum, or Glock

I'll keep my hatchet

Swing-and-go chop!

Wessley Richards, drop like a bolt rifle

Mauser! Model 98 make 'em stiffle!

Swiss army knife, Bowie, machette don't stop!

But I'll keep my hatchet!

Swing-and-go-chop!

I don't need technology, it's not a pair 'o me

I don't need artillery to feed the thrill in me

I don't need machinery for the mean in me

I'm kind of a hands-on guy!

(Muggers with shotguns, rifles, handguns, knives of all kinds)

You better

You better

Run from the Baretta

They call it "The-Kill-You-Deatta"

"The Sweater Shredder"!

Some blast through vests when you're bustin' at cops

But I'll keep my hatchet!

Swing-and-go chop!

Brandish super pose pump-action Mossberg

Modern model .336 will toss nerds

Colt 45 into the chamber, it dropped

But I'll take my hatchet

Swing-and-goes chop!

I don't need technology, it's not a pair 'o me

(I don't need it to get by!)

I don't need artillery to feed the thrill in me

(Cuz I can do it myself!)

I don't need machinery for the mean in me

(It just ain't who I am!)

I'm kind of a hands-on guy!

(Hi. I'm Heather. Come see what I've got)