When I get to California, I get there (It's on Noize') When I get to Hook me up one of them chicks (Psychoathic) And you get to the Mid-West I'll hook you up with a y'all
He's the visual assassin with the mask [unverified] him drink a lot but I have yet to see him spill a drop He rap to hip-hop in his Try and battle Pak, fuckin' tear you're ass apart
I keep my fridge stocked with of Faygo My flow connect like old school Lego's What's up holmes? a West-Coast loadie My rhyme is nice, slow and
See all Psycho Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical FBI got us all down as radicals officials takin' life long sabbaticals Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop something
I'm with the kings [unverified] to state Dog Boy [unverified] set the record Fuck that bullshit that went down So we come as one to fuck up town
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', throwin' Faygo on your And all types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', Faygo on your town And all types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', throwin' Faygo on your And all of things
Suburban Records teamin' up with Psychopathic let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid Kottonmouth rocking tunes with ICP grab the mic and pass me the weed
Kottonmouth and ICP We the West, they from the East With a bag of keif and a box of We mast through your city like beasts
See all [unverified] followin' the masses I watch the through Faygo fizzin' glasses Kings and the klowns droppin' sellouts acid cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic
To all unbelievers who think this is a Grab the Faygo you start to choke In the pit at a show summertime A Juggalos to blow your fuckin' mind
To all unbelievers who this is a joke Grab the Faygo when you start to In the pit at a show summertime A million Juggalos to your fuckin' mind
To all who think this is a joke Grab the when you start to choke In the pit at a come summertime A million to blow your fuckin' mind
To all who think this is a joke Grab the Faygo you start to choke In the pit at a show summertime A million Juggalos to blow your fuckin'
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East True terror is back, you believe
True is back, you better believe Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East terror is back, you better believe
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We from the West, they the East True terror is back, you better
Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the And cleared the room out nuclear waste likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings They smoke buds, I smoke little white I'm a base-head for your change, ah And I'm
So in I'll put you in a torcher rack And blew your nut bag around like a hacky I told you the world and I meant it I owe the Government but I spent it
I bought a hooker and banged her in my Yo, she had syphilis, I give a fuck though I'm die, hell, we're all gonna die You think the Juggalo a damn? Bye I'm going off like a time bomb Tick tick, boom,
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' Faygo on your town And all types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Comin' throwin' Faygo on your And all types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on town And all of things
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' Faygo on your town And all types of
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We from the West, they the East True terror is back, you believe
terror is back, you better believe Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East True terror is back, you believe