ฟังเพลงChicken Huntin' (Slaughter House Mix) (Explicit) (Slaughter House Mix|Explicit)

Chicken Huntin' (Slaughter House Mix|Explicit) - Insane Clown Posse

Well I'm headin' down a southern trail

I'm goin' chicken huntin'

Choppin' redneck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin'

To the hillbilly stick my barrel in his eye

Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky

Why I never liked Chicken Pot Pie

Or the Chopped Chicken on Rye

Tell Mr Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up

Slice poke chop chop stab cut

What can you do with the drunken hillbilly

Cut his f**kin' eyes out feed him to his Aunt Milly

Willy Willy chicken neck chicken huntin' gotta love it

Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket chicken nuggets

Laid out all over the grass

Then his little hound dog will eat him up fast

Last as long as you can my man

'Coz when that chicken head hits the fan

You got blood guts fingers an' toes

Blood guts fingers an' toes

Blood guts fingers an' toes

Sittin' front row at the Chicken Show so

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Cut a motherf**kin' chicken up right

Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich

I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck

Choppin' up Hilly an' Billy Bob Billy

'Coz I chop motherf**kin' redneck silly

Peeked in the yard an' what did I see

I seen a chicken boy f**kin' a sheep

I say "Mister Mister what the f**k you tryin' to do "

Barrels in your mouth bullets to your head

The back of your neck's all over the shed

Boomshacka boom chop chop bang

I'm 2 D**e an' it ain't no thang

To cut a chicken trigger's clickin'

Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'

Last as long as you can my man

'Coz when that chicken head hits the fan

You got blood guts fingers an' toes

Blood guts fingers an' toes

Blood guts fingers an' toes

Sittin' front row at the Chicken Show so

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Cut a motherf**kin' chicken up right

I went to Kentucky I got lucky

Met this hot collared b**ch named Bucky

Ridin' on a chicken milkin' a cow

Hittin' switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow

Redneck fella moonshine sella

Hang him by his neck bones chicken bones

Locked in the cellar yellow belly chicken plucker

You redneck f**ker

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Who's goin' chicken huntin'

We's goin' chicken huntin'

Cut a motherf**kin' chicken up right