Lyrics Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse

Whoop!

WHOOP I cant get

WHOOP this wicked shit

WHOOP out my system

WHOOP and it ain't never quittin'

JUGGALO JUGGALO I don't wash my pants, I'm a SCRUBBALO

Bitch, this the wicked shit

Just bumpin' this'll get you a fat lip

Another card is comin'

Gettin' your guard or somethin'

Start runnin'

I break off into 6 mini ninjas

Cut through your neck across many inches

The bass rattle my balls I cant help it

Spit so hard on the mic I melt it

I'm legendary scary

Make the tooth fairy pussy hairy

Shoot you in the head

I'm Michigan military

Stick my boot up your dingleberry and marry

Bust you in the head with a hammer like tom and jerry

AMB and Clay with the 3 claw attack

Big J in the back

With the fully auto mac like

WHOOP this wicked shit

WHOOP out my system

WHOOP and it ain't never quittin'

I love the haters, they hate us cuz the shit we do is so fresh,

Underground, love n rep beneath the surface,

Runnin and keep it wicked with JUGGALO'S and 'LETTES,

Because we keepin it family till the fuckin death,

Blow the blow the roof off this bitch

If we WHOOP one more time then someones wig splits,

WHOOP like its easy WHOOP with AMBeezy,

WHOOP with ICP and DJ CLeezy

WHOOP its young wicked in the hatchet crew,

If my boys ain't down with a rapper I'ma clap 'em too,

Who the fuck could it be? OT

Hoes in the beat

Dead fallin' from the mic to my feet,

Ill beat yo head into the street

With no mask on the surveillance tape,

The cops got a good look at my face,

Holdin the sign with the mixtape release date

WHOOP this wicked shit

WHOOP out my system

WHOOP and it ain't never quittin'

Bone stub I spit that wicked blood

Flowin out my mouth as I do my thing and kick it

My steel I keeps it hella real

Head up I cut myself everytime I make the kill

Let the truth be told your girly loves it

Send her over, cuz I be like fuck it, I let her know

Chokin and stabbin her face like its nothin

Muthafucker I ain't frontin its murder lovin like

WHOOP

Throw your hands up if you aint JUGGALO

Burn a hole in the carpet when you hit the flo'

We WHOOP we roll, no need to ask questions

Turn on your local news top story at eleven

Make the world stop, dead on its axis

Hatchet swingin so fast make it spin backwards

Body count risin faster than your eye blink

We got the and blood, you just added the ink

WHOOP this wicked shit

WHOOP out my system

WHOOP and it ain't never quittin'