When I get to California, when I get (It's on Noize') When I get to Hook me up one of them chicks (Psychoathic) And when you get to the hook you up with a juggalette y'all
He's the visual assassin with the mask killa Seen him drink a lot but I have yet to see him 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 nice like old school What's up holmes? a West-Coast loadie My rhyme is nice, slow and
See all these Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical FBI got us all down as radicals Government officials life long sabbaticals Dog Boy the mic and drop something classical
I'm with the kings [unverified] to state Dog Boy [unverified] set the record Fuck that bullshit that never down So we come as one to fuck up town
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', throwin' Faygo on your 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 types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin', throwin' on your town And all of things
Suburban Records teamin' up with Psychopathic Richter let 'em know who I got your back kid Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking with ICP grab the mic and pass me the weed
Kottonmouth and ICP We from the West, they the East a bag of keif and a box of spliffs We mast your city like robotic beasts
See all [unverified] followin' the masses I watch the world Faygo fizzin' glasses Kings and the klowns droppin' like acid Like cum on your tongue is getting kind of drastic
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 blow your fuckin'
To all unbelievers who think is a joke the Faygo when you start to choke In the pit at a show summertime A million Juggalos to blow your mind
To all unbelievers who think is a joke Grab the when you start to choke In the pit at a come summertime A million Juggalos to your fuckin' mind
To all unbelievers who this is a joke Grab the Faygo you start to choke In the pit at a come summertime A million Juggalos to blow fuckin' mind
True is back, you better believe Kings, ICP We from the West, from the East True terror is back, you better
True is back, you better believe Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the True terror is back, you believe
True terror is back, you believe Kings, ICP We from the West, they the East terror is back, you better believe
Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the And cleared the out like nuclear waste Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth They smoke buds, I little white things I'm a feinding for your change, ah And I'm
So walk in I'll put you in a rack And your nut bag around like a hacky sack I you fuck the world and I meant 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 fuck I'm gonna die, hell, we're all die You think the Juggalo a damn? Bye I'm off like a nuclear time bomb Tick tick, boom,
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' throwin' on your town And all types of
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' smoke with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on your And all of things
the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns Blowin' rings with the Kottonmouth Kings Comin' throwin' Faygo on town And all types of
It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket Blowin' rings with the Kottonmouth Kings throwin' Faygo on your town And all types of
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We from the West, they the East True is back, you better believe
True terror is back, you better Kings, ICP We from the West, they from the True terror is back, you better