When I get to California, when I get (It's on Noize') I get to California Hook me up with one of chicks (Psychoathic) And when you get to the I'll hook you up a juggalette y'all
the visual assassin with the mask [unverified] killa Seen him drink a lot but I have yet to see him a drop He rap to in his heart Try and battle Pak, he'll fuckin' tear ass apart
I my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo My flow connect nice like old Lego's What's up holmes? a West-Coast loadie My rhyme is nice, slow and
See all these Psycho gettin' so damn fanatical FBI got us all listed down as Government officials takin' life long Dog Boy Rock the mic and something classical
I'm with the kings [unverified] state to Dog Boy [unverified] set the straight Fuck bullshit that never went down So we come as one to up your town
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', throwin' on your town And all of things
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kings Comin', throwin' Faygo on your And all of things
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Comin', throwin' on your town And all of things
Suburban Noize Records up with Psychopathic let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid Kottonmouth rocking tunes with ICP D-Loc the mic and pass me the weed
Kings and ICP We from the West, they from the With a bag of keif and a box of We mast your city like robotic beasts
See all [unverified] followin' the masses I watch the world through Faygo glasses Kings and the klowns droppin' sellouts like Like cum on your tongue shit is getting of drastic
To all unbelievers who think is a joke Grab the when you start to choke In the pit at a show summertime A million Juggalos to blow fuckin' mind
To all unbelievers who think this is a Grab the Faygo you start to choke In the pit at a show summertime A million to blow your fuckin' mind
To all unbelievers who think this is a Grab the when you start to choke In the pit at a show come A million Juggalos to your fuckin' mind
To all unbelievers who think this is a the Faygo when you start to choke In the pit at a come summertime A million to blow your fuckin' mind
True terror is back, you believe Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the True terror is back, you better
True terror is back, you believe Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East True terror is back, you believe
True terror is back, you believe Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East terror is back, you better believe
Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the And cleared the room out like nuclear likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings They smoke buds, I little white things I'm a base-head for your change, ah And I'm
So walk in I'll put you in a rack And blew your nut bag around a hacky sack I told you fuck the world and I it I owe the Government money but I it
I bought a hooker and her in my truck Yo, she probably had syphilis, I give a though I'm die, hell, we're all gonna die You think the Juggalo give a Bye I'm going off like a nuclear bomb tick, boom, motherfucker
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kings Comin' throwin' on your town And all of things
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on town And all types of
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Comin' Faygo on your town And all of things
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on town And all of things
True terror is back, you believe Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the True terror is back, you believe
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We the West, they from the East True terror is back, you better