(What's that) Myzery(Word up) Twiztid(Yeah) And the Clown Posse(Know what I'm sayin?) Forming a 50 foot on your ass Your worst nightmares couldn't fuck this Run that I'm rollin with the Make a move, and gets drastic Leavin in caskets Or wrapped in plastic we psychosomatic and schitzophrenic lunatics Holding my we know Which the tip of my dick We real sick bitch, run and tell a in at the beginning Means of the of the end The world dealt me a healthy of pain and lies And you can see the hate in my eyes it's no It shit bitch believe that claiming they paid They can't handle they weed tax I leave tracks a needle You as the 5th Beetle a B on a deedle Rockin Toledo like a trooper, Leaving your in a stuper, What? Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, And right before I ya I your back like I was Lex Luger Chronic abuser (Wooooo!) As we capitalize and music scenes motivated, goal, and a dream Like Luther King Hesitaters pause while we their jaws Swooping over town like Super Balls (Woo Woo!) I with Bones and it's on like that Making suckers so hard they lungs collapse the sound Something'that your worst nightmares fuck with to duck bitch Cause I'm runnin' with a cleaver
(Chorus) Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, para la with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
(Chorus) From the NY come Myzery the invasion Minority and JumpSteady plotting Suffocating cats, player hatin Gats we and army jackets Headed out of I got a plan so the ammo in the trunk The word is down town we don't front Spark the blunt, give em what want Psycho thugs, slugs in la cabesa Get rides in ce pasa Destination para mi caco There without slowly the deracho There go that long My is jammed For you Body's badly Move before they bag me Being chased down this dark I'm a ass Minority hollering I I pulled out my And carved it in him a mansana Now back to the ride floor it No Psychopathic and side we joining forces
(Chorus) Runnin with a cleaver, yo! And if you it the name is Twiztid Runnin with a cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, para la Runnin with a cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown with a meat cleaver, yo! Myzery(I gun powder) And the loco Clown Posse (I smell raisins) Psychopathic siempre! I smell garlic my head Cause my is cursed by voodoo wizards My skin turns blue and I start to My tongue comes out like a Zunga hooly goo bo That's my voodoo flow You don't know it meant Til the next day you up your dick in your homies butt I might grab your face, your neck, And let it go (Brrrrraaah) And then Shaggy up my back And we and hit ya like a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!) I paint my face a clown times I paint it like Sting and come down The rafters up at the mall and throw old to the ropes And chop throats (Woooo!) But I no wrestler I'm a killa murderous molester Naww, I'm just your balls a bit It's J who's that shit (Yeah, fuck you) And if you wanna get I'll stretch your lips out and you skippy (Hehe) The bottom line is we like Sam Kinison's back After the car
(Chorus) Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! And if you it the name is Twiztid Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, la isla with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Clown Posse Runnin with a cleaver, yo!
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