1 - Intro To all who are receiving this broadcast, we are entering the thirteenth hour of continuing cloud coverage. This ongoing event has now been upgraded to a national emergency. This has been a sleepless night across metro Detroit as panic and terror has swept the streets. It seems much of Detroit, as well much of the country, are still unsettled by this unexplainable cloud that still clutches the sky; from New York to Honolulu, Miami to Fairbanks. The expansion of the cloud has subsided as a wall of darkness, an artificial night still grips the land. Witnessess now tell us thousands upon thousands of people are emerging from sewers everywhere; their faces are painted and, and they look like clowns! The people are runnning and screaming but eyewitnesses say their not in pain. It's almost like a strange type of joy has overtaken them, and at this time we do not know why or where the people are running. But there seems to be an organized plan directing their actions, its like a guiding force is giving them supernatural stamina. The events of clowns are now on the move, moving in unison, moving in one direction towards an unknown destination, almost as if they see what others cannot. Heeding an unaudible call that silently pierces this calm before the storm. 2 - Bizzar featuring Twiztid and Esham (Violent J) I could get naked right here I'd look like a big bad polar bear Then I'd have to attack Fuck you up like that Psychopathic, hatchet chops Slappin ninjas out of hidin spots Ray kay shay, suga wuga bah!! Juggalo Nation is in the house To the left, to the right Over here, there, we everywhere Always underground down with the bottom Bottom, bottom, buh, buh, bottom Censor me for your radio list Fuck ya'll bitches--miss Well, I guess I'll never be a radio star Wouldn't work anyway, I'm way too Bizzar (Chorus 2x) Anybody here? (Everybody here) We got the gear (Faygo right here) Anybody care? (Don't nobody care) We jokers, jokers, jokers What, what, what, what, what (Violent J) Shh. It's a dead body in my trunk Wanna see it? Fuck around and you'll be it Jamie Madrox and Monoxide Child Wicked wild, give it to me, give it to me (Jamie Madrox) Been waggling my dick since the seventh grade Freekshow grabbin my balls and gettin paid (Monoxide Child) Better ask my dudes, bitch, we don't play Hair wigged out and my eyes all grey (Violent J) No more rappin, no more shows I'm goin back to school and workin at Kinko's I'll ride around all day on a mountain bike all day Hey! I got the right of way Stab, shoot, chop, cut, drill I just wanta kill No matter where you go motherfucker Dark Carnival ain't far And it's plain Bizzar (Esham the Unholy) Yo, this is Esham the Unholy. Eastside Hoes and Money! And right now you're enjoying a trip that's completely out your atmosphere. A little stroll into the wicked realm that is Insane Clown Posse. A journey into the Bizzar. (Shaggy 2 Dope) If you a juggalo and you won't sell out say- (Fuck everybody on the dance floor) If you ever had to fuck a fat bitch in the mouth say- (Fuck everybody on the dance floor) If you want a little Faygo and you want it fast say- (Fuck everybody on the dance floor) If you like feeling up on your homeboy's ass say- Oh, oh shit (Violent J) These killas don't dance we boogie We boogie woogie woo, thats all we do See ya, see ya, see ya I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back Dark Lotus team for your colon Only team you on, Sunday bowling (The sixth is holy) Play that backwards for secret info Hold up a minute damn Couldn't wait man All done Now if I could only choke someone REDRUM! I'm a ruthless stalker Slap old ladys off they walker Take my hand little bitch, come along It ain't that far Welcome to the Bizzar (Chorus 4x) Anybody here? (Everybody here) We got the gear (Faygo right here) Anybody care? (Don't nobody care) We jokers, jokers, jokers What, what, what, what, what 3 - I Need A Freak You learn fast I'm no cherry honey, it's just that you're so damn big Well, I should have know you fucking nympho bitch Please be gentle, ooh you bastard, oohhh you prick, aahhh (Violent J) I need a bitch, a special bitch I need a bitch who, pussy poppin' booty switch I need a bitch fellatio On the freeway with my pedal to the floor I need a bitch like cherry pie I need a bitch like Bushwick Bill need an eye I need a bitch an alcoholic I need a bitch pukin' bentover my toilet A bitchy bitch, bitchin 'bout nothin' (nothin' at all) I need a bitch to gizzum in her belly button I need a bitch a prostitute, She fucks my homies and we can split the loot I need my cherry pie (Chorus) Baby I want you, baby I want my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby give me my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby my cherry, cherry pie (Shaggy 2 Dope) I need a bitch fresh out the pen I need a bitch like Harland Williams needs a chin I need a bitch, a mental case She catch me cheatin' shoot us both in the face I need a hoe to use me for my money I need a bitch like Chris Candido, baby, Sunny I need a freak like cherry pie Like creamy cream lemon ch-ch-cherry pie I need a woman, to let me hit it In the bushes raw at the herpe clinic I need a bitch who like to fight And get her nosering ripped out like every night I need my cherry pie (Chorus) Baby I want you, baby I want my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby give me my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby my cherry, cherry pie (Violent J) I need a bitch in a cheap hotel, So I don't know which one to blame for the smell I need a bitch that doesn't care, She likes to finger fuck her booty in the mirror My cherry pie, my cherry pie, My cherry pie, my cherry pie, my cherry pie with love and jello cherry pie I need a bitch hurricanrana A bitch who suck on dick like Eminem mama (Shaggy 2 Dope) I need a bitch, I need a slut, I need a bitch who like bananas in her butt (Violent J) I need a bitch now more than ever I need a bitch who gots a head that I can sever (Chorus) I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I want my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby give me my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby my cherry, cherry pie As a cocksmen your great in bed Coming from you, thats a hell of a compliment, you prick hound I hate to see you go Who's leavin' you dumb bitch? (Chorus 2x) I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I want my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby I need my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby give me my cherry pie Baby I want you, baby my cherry, cherry pie 4 - Questions (Violent j) Why, why do these questions come to mind, when the answers are so far away? Questions I ask myself everyday (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I reach for the sky I can only reach so high, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I headbutt a brickwall I always crack my skull, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I stab somebody, I always get my clothes bloody, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I drive down the wrong side of the street, everyone wanna beep, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I'm broke and I sell rock I wind up in a cell block, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I shoot somebody in the face, pigs give chase, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I drink a little gasoline, I shit my spleen, why (Violent J) Why, when I try to fly like a birdy, I wind up on a gurney, dead, tell me why (Chorus 2x) Won't you tell me why Someone tell me why Jesus tell me why I must find out why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I swallow a flathead nail, my neck feels stale, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I contact dark spirits, they wanna break my mirrors, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I choke a friend's neck, he don't come back, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I stab my eyes with an icepick, I cant see shit, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I play chicken with a train, it wins the game, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I wake the dead up, they try to eat my head up, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I see my reflection, I see no direction, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I order a taco, you want a bite muthafucko, tell me why (Chorus 2x) Won't you tell me why Someone tell me why Jesus tell me why I must find out why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I raise my arms in celebration, playerhation, why (Violent J) Why, just cause I'm dead, decayed and passed you give me no ass, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime I chew on thumbtacks, I get blood on my snacks, why (Violent J) Why, everytime I kick Faygos in the sky, you wanna know why, why (Shaggy 2 Dope) Why, everytime an angel wanna kiss me, it always seems to miss me, why (Violent J) Why, why does Shangri-La seem so far away, you better leave to day, and no matter why (Chorus repeat until end) Won't you tell me why Someone tell me why Jesus tell me why I must find out why 5 - Mr. Happy Rub baby oil on your butt cheeks. (Violent J) Boys and girls, everybody, gather around, all in together now! (Violent J) I'm kind of fat and I sweat a lot but that's the only bad coincidink I got That, and maybe the whole murdering aspect But we ain't really even got to that yet I love people, I love everything about them and that's why I gotta live life without them I know it don't make any sense to you but fuck you This songs about me exclusively Murder, murderous, murderation The murdering metality without an explanation I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike, ching I ain't got a seat I just sit on the pipe thing I whistle, I sing, I'll pet your poodle (come here) I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle Cause I'm so happy I'll stab your ass and lay down next to you dead on the grass and say (Shaggy 2 Dope) Oooh it feels so good every time I murder I get happy (Chorus) Happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you (Violent J) I love you, so hand me your neck Let me teach you about love and respect Respect the fact that I love to kill Wait a minute ya'll I gotta take my pill Zanoffs, it works, I'm down to only three people a day My victims, I give them love and care I don't wanna get blood everywhere I don't use a chainsaw or a butcher knike thats so 90's get it right I never mutilate or chop my loves All I really need is a pair of goves or maybe a car, I'll run 'em down with it I know that can be messy but the birds will get it Don't you see that I love you...idiots I'm Mr. Happy I'm all about fun (Shaggy 2 Dope) Now get in the pit and try to kill someone!!! Ooh it feel so good every time I murder I get happy (Chorus) Happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you (Violent J) My bike has a basket full of strawberries I picked them myself along with apples and cherries and lemons and oranges and boogers and limes Plus there's a Faygo in there but that's mine Red flowers like after your dead I plant seeds and grow 'em out the side of your head I got flowers all over the back yard in the form of a Joker's card Uh oh feels good I'm like the Choko of my neighborhood I'm one of them midnight creeps at Denny's Talking to myself and lickin my pennys I got a french fry hangin out of my beard Don't go near that guy he's weird You know I'm all good and everythings all right When you hear this scream in the middle of the night Like this (Shaggy 2 Dope) Ooh it feel so good every time I murder I get happy (Chorus repeat until end) Happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found happy happy happy It's found murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you I'll murder murder murder you 6 - Radio Stars Occassionally, the overwhelming temptation to reach the pinnicle of the pop music genre, will reduce the most deplorable examples of the underground music scene to change their so called artistic endeavours. In a vain attempt to appeal to the public at large, behold the metamorphisis (Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope) Fuck platinum, platinum just ain't enough We need more money, more houses and cars and stuff I'm sick of juggalos, I want them other hoes I want them shitty hoes, you get with radio and video We'll do whatever it takes to get some airplay We'll make that bounce shit, triple our sales and pay Come on Shaggy follow my lead It's time to change our shit up to get what we need (Bounce Style) Radio play, yo yo, come on n ride me, ride me, po po, come on n hide me, hide me Cap back, I'm on the gold ones, you're on the old ones old ones, Where did that lady go, lady go Love me, I'm on the radio radio We going all the way all the way We want the radio play radio play We in this rollin rollin, crunk crunk Crissy n forty forty The pathetic attempts never cease the moronic music onslaught continues to insult the intelligence of the savvy consumer. How much more can an audience be asked to endure? (Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope) Didn't work, ah fuck, what happened? They always told us that we sucked at rappin' Well I don't know how to play a guitar I'll play the skin flute be a radio star I'm sick of keepin it real, and underground I want the ten-million fan sellout radio flavor sound even though we'll be played next summer show me a radio dick and ill show you a hummer Here we go, oh my god! Joey fell in love with a college girl She had a back pack and a pony tail She said her name was Lisa but I do not know She drank cisco lemmonade and cherry Jell-o I can put my Buddy Holly glasses on I can even sing one of these faggot songs I can wear checkered pants and never smile Whatever's cool for your radio dial Joey fell in love with a college ...... The borish bumbling baffoons have been baffled in their journey to the music business. Each sonnett is more ridiculus than the last. Their strides toward musical success are little more than a stummble into complete failure. (Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope) That was bullshit, what the fuck You think of something I'm sittin here trying to write hits Your doing nothing You wrote the crunk shit but did it work It flopped on its ass, at least I tried though Alright, ain't no need to be fighting with each other We need to start talkin about relationships and lovers Can you sing? No, neither can I If we're gonna be radio stars we at least gotta try Remix, remix, clown boy, feel me, touch me, clown boy remix Girl, I'm gonna let you know on the radio I want to lick you from head to toe Girl, your perfume, it's smellin so sweet I wanna make love between the sheets Girl, play my song,... I'm a radio man, and i know I can't sing, yes I can Give me one more chance and I'll make you dance (Chorus 5x) Girl, we'll make radio songs for radio fans we can't go wrong Girl, so you fucked my boy, I don't give a fuck After years of endless attempts, ICP received almost no radio play. Finally, the two dimwitted idiots decided to stay with the wicked shit for life. 7 - My Axe (Violent J) I Love my Faygo, my Nyquil pills, Shaggy, I love my buddies, my hatchetman, but I love my axe My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh Me and my axe cut bigots spinal cords in half My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain (Chorus 2x) Everybody everybody everybody run Murdering murdering murdering fun Swing swing swing Chop chop chop Swing swing swing Chop chop chop (Violent J) My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns My axe is my buddy, he never makes me cry Me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye Tylenol, tylenol, tylenol, tylenol, tylenol My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump Me and my axe will leave you hoppin on a stump (Chorus 2x) Everybody everybody everybody run Murdering murdering murdering fun Swing swing swing Chop chop chop Swing swing swing Chop chop chop (Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope) Look into the deadest tree, tell me baby what you see Don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why Did they hang so many men, from the branches off of them Why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way Look into the moon's beem, can't you fathom what it's seen Bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot fuck Why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard skies Ain't no covering the tracks, that's why I'm here and oh yes (Violent J) My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head Me and my axe will meake your white hoodies red My axe is my buddy, you let that dixie wave Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave Tylenol, tylenol, tylenol, tylenol, tylenol My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees (Chorus repeat until end) Everybody everybody everybody run Murdering murdering murdering fun Swing swing swing Chop chop chop Swing swing swing Chop chop chop 8 - If... In order, for one to metamorphosize, from one's inner self being projected out into the astral plane and to re-materialize into an inanimate object or another living organism for that matter is entirely and absouletly impossible, however. (Violent J) If I was your tv I'd be like, look at me If I was shooting star I be like shooooom peace (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be like hell nah (Violent J) If I was a hotties thong I'd be like ahh (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a cuss word I'd just be like, fuck If I was a rock on the moon I'd be chillin like sup (Violent J) If I was a butthole I'd just be an exit (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was the DOC I'd be like "man this is bull shit" (Violent J) If I was your tires on your car I'd be like... If I was the bumper on your car I'd be like ahh fuck (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a balloon I'd be like.... (Violent J) If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, the point 103 If I was a richie ass bitch I'd be like, um ok (Violent J) If I was Spin magazine I'd put a mirror on the cover and be like (Shaggy 2 Dope) fuck us and all our readers, even this motherfucker (Violent J) If I was your mental stress I'd be catching up If I was your headaches every now and then I'd be like thump (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your teeth I'd be like (violent J) Ah why do you always bite me every time we eat? (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a chair I'd be like sit here (Violent J) and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered wolf hair If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh quietly (Shaggy 2 Dope) N if I was a price tag I'd be like you ain't buyin me (Violent J) If I was a fresh DJ I'd be like... If I was Jam Master J I'd be like... (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a cheap clock radio I'd be like... (Violent J) If I was Barry White I'd be like what up ya'll (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a nipple in the cold I'd be like... N If I was your dead uncle I'd be like... (Violent J) If I was a rain drop I'd just be like.... (Shaggy 2 Dope) and I was an axe in your neck I might say chop (Chorus) If I was if I was but I'll never be (if I was if I was but I'll never be) If I was if I was but I'll never be (if I was if I was but I'll never be) If I was if I was boy your killing me (if I was if I was boy your killing me) If I was if I was but I'll never be (If I was if I was but I'll never be) (Violent J) If I was a Faygo at one of our shows I'd fly through the air into an ocean of juggalo's (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was Andre the giant this is how I'd be rappin' (Violent J) If I was Father MC I'd be like yeah what happened (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a mirror I'd find another mirror and look each other dead in the eye, crystal clear (Violent J) if I was a Slider I'd slide out your butt, (Shaggy 2 Dope) I'd be floating in the toilet looking at you like what? (Violent J) If I was a pilot I'd be like air traffic control If I was John Denver I'd be like noooo!!! (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was a switch I'd be like flip me yoohoo (Violent J) If I was a London cop car I'd be like... (Shaggy 2 Dope) If I was Chewbacca I'd get me a fresh ass fade If I was Vanilla Ice I'd be like fuck yall I'm still paid (Violent J) If I was a stop sign I'd just be like stop If I was your wooden leg I'd still be giving you the hip hop (Chorus 2x) If I was if I was but I'll never be (if I was if I was but I'll never be) If I was if I was but I'll never be (if I was if I was but I'll never be) If I was if I was boy your killing me (if I was if I was boy your killing me) If I was if I was but I'll never be (If I was if I was but I'll never be) 9 - Let's Go All The Way (Violent J) Who is that? Ain't nobody jealous (no jealousy), everybody has they own Nobody locked up, everybody, everybody is free to roam Looking at scrubby with a hottie on his side Look at them rich kids, poor kids, Everybody together on the same side and they down to ride (Chorus) Let's go all the way (let's go all the way) Let's go all the way (All the way!) Lets go all the way (violent J) Ain't nobody left out, everybody gets to go (everybody, come on let's go) It can never be too crowded, come on, we still pickin up some more (n we're trying to fit all of yall) Don't nobody hate you, player hate you, There ain't no hate at all Gotta million hands to catch you cause they'll catch you and they never will let you fall You ain't gotta worry all of ya'll (Chorus) Let's go all the way (let's go all the way) Let's go all the way (All the way!!) Lets go all the way (Violent J) Never know sickness, no sickness, nobody has to die (nobody has to die) Everything's answered, right then and there you never have to wonder why (you never have to wonder why, no!) Won't nobody rush you, no hurry be as long as you wanna be (be as long as you wanna be) Can you guess what this place is, Your future make it a reality All you have to do is follow me (Chorus 2x) Let's go all the way (let's go all the way) Let's go all the way (All the waaayyyy!!) Lets go all the way 10 - Let A Killa (Violent J) I'm sick of this bullshit! All these bitches thinking they're the fuckin whip just cause they got a neden. Fuck your neden, bitch! That's right. And don't call me sexist cause I aint sexist I'm the sexiest, but I ain't sexist. If I'm sexist then I'm the sexiest sexist bitch call me sexy sex, sexy sexist! (Violent J) I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities Rolls Royce fine wines and class You need to come down to the hood let me spank that ass I want a famous hoe, A bitch on top with some helly bank roll I been chasin the girl from Letters to Cleo but she broke her knee though Mariah Carey, man forget it if ODB hit it I cant fuck with it! Nothin against Ol' Dirty or nothin but I know he at least got herpes or something I wouldn't mind fucking Britney Spears in a cheap hotel with them ceiling mirrors With that bitch in a couple of weeks I'd have her hooked on crackrock workin the streets All them hoes fantasize About juggalo scrubs in between they thighs, But they too scared to let it be So instead they fuck Ricky Martin and pretend its me! Don't you hoe (Chorus 2x) Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. let a killer fuck you right! Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. Never gone back in the night. (Shaggy 2 Dope) Huh? Lets see were to begin knock knock "Who's there?" A ballsack for ya chin I be fuckin them business hoes that jock from them interns up to the president's wife Now Shelly ain't famous but I still put her in a bunk Glitzy glaze grabbin a j I don't give a fuck, But Clyde walked in his jaw dropped down Act like he never seen the buttcheeks of a clown I had the secretary on the top of the desk Asshole naked, I was in the cigar chest Smokin up Cuban blunts with the janitor Fuck all them hoes that jock, ask my manager Business women in executive halls Let your head down and tongue slap my balls Some of them bitches are a little bit old Dusty ass neden with a loopy fold Like this one chick I fucked in the dark I had the bitch moanin like a happy ass retard, We finished turn on the lights while it was pourin' Oh shit, Sharon Osbourne! (Chorus 2x) Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. let a killer fuck you right! Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. Never gone back in the night. (Violent J) I wanna fuck Carmen Electra Cause she'll fuck anybody first day she met ya But as soon as you fall off the map She on to the next guy like "sup" baby Let me fuck a famous hoe one night I'll post the video up on our web site Me and Shaggy might sit with the stars But my boys are out back breakin into your cars Dumb hoes quit fuckin them richees With silky shirts on and turtleneck Dickey's Frenchies straight out the hair salon With a faggot ass name like Jean We the ones from the other side yellin Clown love, bitch, out the ghetto ride I won't take you on the expensive trips But I'll part your neden lips Who you wanna ride with them or us Jaguar with Ken or a Semta bus Fuck you then we don't need you hoes ICP forever with the juggalos (Chorus 2x) Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. let a killer fuck you right! Let a killer fuck you. Let a killer fuck you. Never gone back in the night. (Violent J) I'm sick of this bullshit. That's right, you need to stay on TV because this is my reality. But I'm even sick of these hotties in the real world like at the beach. I see you at the beach, bitch, wearing your thong bikini. You're one of them bitch beaches. You're one of them beaches at the bitch. You're one of them...your a bitch at the beach and I'm sick of that shit. Cause the bottom line is this; Imma go to the motherfuckin bitch with my motherfuckin Speedo's on and I'm a walk up an down the beach like SUP bitch 11 - Juggalo Paradise (Violent J) I'm sweating again I always do I should probably take another pill or two In the mirror I see the face of Frankenstein and that face is mine I go to work at Subway slicing ham Cut my finger off again (damn!) I walk home try to dodge and hide from thugs they like to beat on scrubs I go through this all the time, though I call (Shaggy) J, where the fuck you at? (Violent J) The mall (Shaggy) Did you get your ass mugged again? (Violent J) Naw, yyesss, so Nobody sees what I see do they? They just cast me aside put my away No friends, no style no place to go 'Till I went juggalo (Chorus 2x) It's all in you, it's all for you, It's calling, it's all that's left to do That's why its calling you (Violent J) Look at me now man brain dead I can derail a fuckin train with my forehead I now live by the carnival deminions So muthafuck your opinions I'm a loonypath, I kill pedestrians Family, neighbors, best of friends Anybody, and if I dont kill em' I keep 'em in my basement and drill 'em dead Just kiddin', all I really did was unlock the forbidden I just let my fuckin mind unwind I dont care what you think you dont intertwine Fuck the world, fuck everybody in it Even the sneaker pimps girl, I'd fuck her in a minute You can live to impress dress fresh bitch I don't care Fuck everybody out there I smoke peace pipes with indian-war chiefs I steal jewels with chinese ninja thieves I catch whales like guppies and crushwalls I through giant icebergs like snowballs I serve tidal waves, drink molten rock I'll put a fuckin tornado in a headlock I go to italy and and straighten that tower and whatever the fuck I want with the juggalo power (Chorus 2x) It's all in you, it's all for you, It's calling, it's all that's left to do That's why its calling you (Violent J) Here I go again, another day Dealing with these muthafuckin idiots at Subway It's ok, cause now I see behind it and I keep myself reminded None of these robot nine to five puppets that I see Are any better than me mothafucko Their just strugglin' in the world they chose I'm waiting on the wagons with my juggalos 12 - Crystal Ball (feat. Twiztid) Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid, Dark Lotus Family, It's Our World, Psychopathic, Juggalos (Chorus 2x) Look in my crystal ball it's alright (Violent J) Come on in Welcome, my curious sisters and brothers First, put a twenty in the jar with the others That's right take a seat Ain't no smokin in here, I need to keep my ball clear There's spirits in there Whats your future, someone gonna shoot ya? Will you get your girlfriend back, as if I know that I can only tell you where your soul is headed and will remain eternaly embedded, the rest forget it Life is nothin but a test to clear Did you have a heart while you where here and was it sincere? You're still unraveling your future right now What kinda person are ya bro, oh, well there you go You control your own muthafuckin' destiny I aint lettin' the devil get the best of me I'ma make it into Shangri-La, golden walls What's up with you? check your own crystal balls (Chorus 4x) Look in my crystal ball it's alright Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright (Shaggy 2 Dope) Lookin in my crystal ball I'm seein' thugs Both catchin' and firin' slugs (paper for drugs) I see a line waiting on block cheese a mile long All tryin' to be strong It's the same old song But when I look into everybody's faces (smile) Their souls are headed other places And they ain't worried about payin them dues down here Because they mothafuckin future's crystal clear The focus switches to you and it ain't good All mad cause someone rolls up into the neighborhood Check your self and judgement was passed, yo, you be in hell (right up the ass-hole) The hate will get ya if ya let it Pack your Speedo's I hear its hot where you headed I'm trying to tell ya now, when the grimreaper calls You dont wanna be assed out grippin' your crystal balls (Chorus 4x) Look in my crystal ball it's alright Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright (Monoxide Child) Look into my crystal ball it's all black And everybody's frozen in time front to back Their controlled by the matrix of mind, body and soul and I'm branded by the system of carnival freekshow I see the pain analyzed cause nothin is disguised It's as simple ask me seein the death in the demon's eyes I'm high in my sites, from the truth of my crystal ball Believe me when I say we comin for all of ya'll (Jamie Madrox) Look deep into my crystal ball See the dead smokin on trees and drinking alchohol Underneath the street beneath the concrete If you listen to the night you can hear my heart beat All painted up carryin' an axe and shit Juggalo love got each other backs and shit Encased in glass for the whole world to see Am I inside, or is the crystal ball inside of me (Chorus repeat until fade) Look in my crystal ball it's alright Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright (repeat) Rain comes down Look in my crystal ball it's alright (Chorus repeat song ends) Look in my crystal ball it's alright Layback, evolve, and I'll be alright