The Show Must Go On (Explicit)

The Show Must Go On (Explicit) - Insane Clown Posse

Awwwwwwwwww Sh*t Yo check it out man ICP back in the haugh man

Violent-J man 2 D**e man wicked clownz man Ha ha ha

Hey quick hurry up bang

Open your mouth cause here comes my wang

I'm Violent-J the southwest skitzo

Born in a big top magical-majisto

Dead-body disco Rappin' to the hoochies

Dirty old fat hoe's come up with a smoochie

Hoochie-coochie la la la la la

I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya

It's a full moon and the riddles are calling

Three more cards and the skies will be falling

But don't take it from me I'm just a clown

Wicked clown wicked town

Juggalugagaluga lick it down man up till my nuts start singing dancing

Hopping

I'm a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks

With the swing of my magical wand

The show must go on

'Well it all began when I was very young My feelings were so excited about

The carnival

Rides Everyone was jolly and jittery I waited for their wackets until well

After dusk That

Night while I was sleeping I was awoken by a glow appearing And looking

Out I saw

Strange men cursing and filthy and there were clowns setting up their dreary

Tent '

I'm 2 d**e and I sport tight wranglers

Don't say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck b**ch

Everybody 'round make way for the clown

In New York in LA in southwest town

Walked into El Rays almost got my a** kicked

Rather just chill in the yard in my casket

Call up the hoe's have 'em swing by the tomb

And get a little stinky stank up in this b**ch

Killer clowns kicked out the circus

Used to get live let the midget ladies work this

I was a freak show they called me the pogo

I can make my ballsack bob like a yoyo

'Give it up Give it up '

Southwest looney tune killed another red neck fun

His head a looney dune gooney boon gooney goon

I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song

The show must go on

'I've never been afraid of clowns but these clowns were different There was

Nothing

Funny about these clowns at all The smiled they juggled they laughed but

Yet something

Was terribly terribly wrong I didn't like these clowns for I could see

Through them I

Knew what they were really like I knew that this carnival that had come to my

Village was

An evil evil thing '

Come see the show big top show

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

Dead carney carnies dead juggalos

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

You ask do we gang do we bang in a gang mang

Do we bang-bang I'm a gang banger man

I bang in a gang mang

You can suck my wang mang

Richie-boy bitchie-boy it's a southwest thing

Serial murderer southwest maniac

Slaughterer lunatic highschool brainiac

Straight A school boy School kid

'Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone the show must go on

'Aged friends are fools all of them Totally unaware of the evilness within

The carnival

Their eyes reflected stairways into hell their faces covered in blood I ran

From the

Carnival grounds and yet every road and every path lead me right back to the big

Tent I

Had to escape from the strongman the freak shows and the Ringmaster '

Come see the show big top show

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

Dead carney carnies dead juggalos

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

Come see the show big top show

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

Dead carney carnies dead juggalos

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

Rrrrrinnnng

'Yello '

'Speak ta Chicken Neck '

'Who '

'Chicken neck '

'Nobody by that name here '

'What about Chicken Balls '

'Nope '

'What about Chicken f**kin' Gizzard Throat is he there '

'Look boy you got the wrong number '

Click

Rrrrrinnnng

'What the Hello '

'Speak ta Rednuts '

'Who '

'Redballs Willie Redneck Balls is he there '

'Goddamnit '

Click

Rrrrrinnnng

'Lemme git dis Who in da hell is dis '

'Speak ta Fatboy '

'WHO IN DA HELL IS DIS '

'I wanna speak ta Fat Redneck f**kin' Chickenboy Is he there '

'Goddamnit clickF**kin' no good bastards '

Knock knock knock knock

'Git da damn door '

'Yeah I have a delivery for a Mr Redneck Fatballs '

'Whut You goddamn little '

Machinegun shots and breaking glass

'It's from the wicked clowns