1 - Dead Body Man (The Ringmaster) Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the Terror Wheel. The most horrifying, terrifying, mystifying ride available to the dead. Gather around my dead friends and witness the bizarre, horrific tales as told to you by your favorite serial clown slaughterers, the ICP!! So who will be brave enough to step into this ride? Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent. There your host, Willoughby Rags... will strap you in and you shall experience, the Wheel! So gather and watch, look and learn the ways of the Terror Wheel! Oh look, there goes one now. He's walking in. Good luck fella. There he goes, they're locking him into the cage. (Willoughby Rags) Greetings, I'm Willoughby Rags. Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body Man! Ahahaha! (Violent J) Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag them in the house, throw them in the oven Wicked clown loving that dead body grubbing Tastes like chicken finger licking deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last week Still got the fingernail caught in my teeth Before you start yelling and cursing my name Remember something's wrong with my brain... Insane Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck And my mother's like "What the fuck?!" He said I was born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a Martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just a dead body man (Shaggy 2 Dope) We got bodies, dead bodies. We got fat ones, skinny ones, males, females, hermaphrodites. We got somebodies, we got nobodies. Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! (Violent J) Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell Some people run cause they don't like the smell Others line up just as quick as they can To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man It's all good, if you can stand the funk But, uh, just don't look in the trunk I drive down Central kicking the bass Chilling with my freaks and I'm picking her face Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head Cause my bitch is dead I'd rather that instead Of a hoe you can't trust, always digging a nut A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut Riding in the back is my dead body crew Only they can never think of nothing to do If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourself You got dead deer heads up on your shelf On your keychain is a little baby rabbit's hand I'm just a dead body man (Shaggy 2 Dope) We also collect dead bodies. So, if you know any dead people or you yourself are planning on dying soon, we'll be happy to come to your house, and pay cash for it. We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner. Woohoo! (Violent J) Call me the dead body man Someone gave them to me Call me the dead body man Just sell them to me Call me the dead body man You can mail them to me Call me the dead body man Br-bring them to me Call me the dead body man Won't ya give them to me Call me the dead body man You can sell them to me Call me the dead body man Just mail them to me Call me the dead body man Br-bring them to me Call me the dead body man You can give them to me Call me the dead body man You can sell them to me Call me the dead body man Won't ya mail them to me Call me the dead body man You can bring them to me Call me the dead body man Call me the dead body man 2 - Skitsofranic Skitsofrantic, don't panic!! (Violent J) Leave me alone Get the fuck on Skitsofrantic to the bone When I'm home I hear people walking in the other room Cooking up chicken Chilling in my kitchen (Shaggy 2 Dope) Try to drive home, someone's in the back Whispering words, breathing on my neck Flicking my ear, I know they're right there But I can't see them in my mirror...uh! (Violent J) Laying in my bed I'm better off dead They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head Hiding under covers, they're trying get me But I can tell one of them's under there with me (Shaggy 2 Dope) I got a phone call, I can't pick it up Can't do a thing Just let it ring Cause if I do, the phone will explode I think I better leave him on hold (Chorus) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (Violent J) I better just chill Bitch get real I know you're trying to poison my meal I know the deal You want me dead so that you can get paid I ain't gotta dime So don't waste your time (Shaggy 2 Dope) I gotta kill them or they'll kill me Who's these guys trying to walk down my street? He's got a mail bag, he's probably just fronting I'm a give his ass something Motherfucker! (Violent J) The man next door tried to take me out So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house Here come the cops, I don't know shit How do I know you're legit Bitch? (Shaggy 2 Dope) I hate to say it, but fuck Mort Crem Cause I can tell, he's just one of them Every night I see him on my little TV He's always looking at me Why!?!? (Chorus) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (Violent J) Sitting in my room, everything's dark I think I heard somebody fart Now how can this be? Ain't nobody home but me And someone's trying to turn the key Hello? (Shaggy 2 Dope) I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes Pulled out a axe and take off my clothes Paint my face like a wicked clown I'm down Straight skitsofrantic (Chorus) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (gibberish) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (gibberish) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (gibberish) You're skitsofrantic, don't panic (gibberish) (Willoughby Rags) No, you ain't getting none, bitch. This shit costs money. Oh, hey, hey, kiddies! How are you liking the ride thus far? Excellent! This next one is about that shit that comes out of the sewers and pipes and chokes your neck. It's called the Smog! Ahahahahaha!! 3 - The Smog The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming (Shaggy 2 Dope) Aww shit, here it comes creeping through the cracks The nooks, the crannies, it hit me, smack! It's filling up my head, I gotta get it out I got me a plan to get the shit out Pulled out a ice pick to pick the bitch up Smacking it, pushing it in my ear, fuck Lord, oh please What's happening to me? It's the poisonous air from the smoke stacks, G Seeping in my head, fucking up my brain Driving me crazy, nuts, insane Sewer sludgy, greasy slime I'm always bucking with Father Time Cause he's my motherfucking enemy number one Tryin' to punch out all my life by fillin' up my lungs The shit you call air but I call it death Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold Got drool on my lips and my body's getting cold Don't know what to do so now I start to panic But it's too late I'm dead The smog got me fucked (Chorus) The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming (Violent J) Another cloudy day, it's raining, but not water It's raining oil out the sky, I think I outta Make a run but I slipped on an oil slick I can't move, I think I broke my fucking neck It's no surprise I'm laying there paralyzed Looking up into the sky helped me realize About us, the clouds form a devil's face It must be a mirror image of the human race And oh, shit, here it comes, the deadly smog I can tell by the howl of the stray dog The air is calm, the streets are so still When the smog creeps out the pipes for a kill Broken neck, I'm chilling cause I'm a goner I can see the smog creeping around the corner I lay still and hope it doesn't notice me Oh shit, shit, fuck, fuck, shit, G Looking up, just to see it's deadly jaws I think I, I think I, I think I shit my drawers But it's okay, the smog left me alone So I lay and watch the clouds turn into stone They come crashing down over Delray One even landed on your homeboy, Violent J And I'm dead, crushed me in a split second So if I'm dead then what the fuck I'm doing on this record? The smog is here (Chorus) The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming (Whatcha gonna do?) When it comes on you? Check it out. When it comes on you. When it comes on you. The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming The smog is coming (You're gonna die) The smog is coming The smog is coming (Violent J) Thoughts in my head (of a clown)... (Repeated over and over again throughout the rest of the song) (Said Very quietly) A dead body laying in his house for three weeks until his neighbors complained about the smell. Didn't he have anybody to know he was dead? A serial killer decided to kill himself before he actually killed someone else. Was that good? An ocean of blood And with the bombs dropping it causes tidal waves. Tidal waves that paint the town red. Red. Everybody's dead. Thoughts in my head of mothers and fathers look at me. And I can feel the hatred in their eyes and it's cold. Their children are nothing but them in the future. Accept it. When sitting on her porch, bald headed from a disease she fought from the air, the air that we breathe. The air we breathe is fucked up. It's fucked up. All people wanna kill me but you can't kill me...cause if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you. I will do it again... A sixteen year-old little fucking punk sitting in his classroom drawing a gang sign on a folder. He lives in Birmingham Hills. What the fuck would you know about love? People despise me and hate me and they don't know me. I hate you too. So it's all good...it's all good This society that is so fucked up and so evil, that if somebody prays, they get made fun of and laughed at. But it's not gonna be funny. They won't be laughing when the bombs drop and the town is red. 4 - Out "Let me off the Terror Wheel..." (Willoughby Rags) Shut up bitch! Looks like it's nighty night time. Only some of you won't be waking up. Ahahahaha! As for the rest of you, sit back, put on your PJ's and nighties while you hear the story entitled "Out". Ahahahaha! (Shaggy 2 Dope) What the fuck is up? I'm in the haugh!! And Violent J's gonna tell a story. So sit your ass down, shut the fuck up, and get stoned muthafucka!!" (Violent J) Well, I'm waking up so early cause I knew this day would come My daddy's passed out with an empty bottle of rum Although she's been gone long, I do not miss my mother And he's a sorry fuck so there's nothing in the cupboard My little brother's starving, hungry, and sick Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit So we getting kinda skinny and my brother's almost dead Got no other choice but for milk and bread Stepped out the house for the first time in 2 years Cause my neighborhood, it ain't really good Lay up in my bedroom night after night I hear screams, zombies shooting and looting But now here I am and I'm walking down Jefferson With a bag of moneybacks, I don't understand How the world can be full of so many evildoers I can hear them underneath me in the sewers Keep seeing shit out the corners of my eyes Steady looking over my back I didn't realize Where I was going I didn't wanna bother anybody Accidentally stepped on a dead body "Hey motherfucker watch where the fuck you're going?" "I might be dead, but I'll kick your ass" Now I apologized, but he still had to talk shit So I stepped over his face and kept walking And here's the part of my story that get's really scary Had to walk alone down Military I can see the crackhead's hiding in the trees Looking for some change Looking for some brains Everything seemed too quiet as I walked down the block Until I got hit with a rock Can't really tell, I musta been out for quite awhile Cause when I woke up, my Nannycoat was outta style And the crackhead's took my moneybacks in a dash And ripped off my arm in the process But fuck that shit, I still gots another hand So I can still get the shit for my little man And I'mma walk with my nuts hanging out I ain't scared, but this is where it get's weird Factories, toxic waste, and chemicals They have strange effects on the animals In my neighborhood and some get a lot bigger Like the giant rat that jumped on my back I'm running like a maniac all through the ghetto zone And it's steady taking bites out my nugbone Rustling around, found it's tail So I straight bit it Then it ripped of my leg and broke with it Tried to catch up but I couldn't move quick enough This little trip to the sto' straight fucking me up But that's okay cause the sto's just down the block So I hop And it seems all wrong as I look up in the sky I see the vultures waiting on me to die But I made it to the sto' so fuck all you hoes Peep out the sign Hmmm....CLOSED Picked up a mailbox, threw it through the wall Cause I'ma get my shit so fuck all y'all Took a loaf of bread and a carton off the shelf Even took a Faygo 2 liter for myself Walked out the store like a cheap ass when I heard The click-click sound of a Mossberg The store owner he didn't like a beat and eat That's why he didn't see a problem with bucking me Blew my muthafucking head off my shoulders Didn't say nothing Kept buck bucking But I gotta say I made it home in a heartbeat Nobody fucks with a head rolling down the street Now I think about, it was a full man leaving out Now I'm a head with a loaf of bread in my mouth Bouncing up the stairs I knock on the door with my chin "Hey yo, little man, won't ya let me in?" You best believe it was good to see my little brother "Hey you forgot the milk you dumb muthafucker!!" Lock the door behind me cause I'm back on route Back to the store...and I'm out (Willoughby Rags) Uh, uh, who's pussy is this, bitch? Uhh, who's pussy? Yeah! Eh, what the fuck are you looking at? Ain't you ever seen pussy before, stupid ass? Slap that ass bitch. Oh, uh, oh, hey! How's it happening again? Hey this song right here...we're ready to slow it down and get a little sexy, ya know, as 2 Dope tells ya how he stuck her with his wang. 5 - I Stuck Her With My Wang (Violent J) Yeah, what's up, man? ICP in this bitch, ya know what I'm saying? All you bitches, man, come over to my house and I'ma take ya upstairs and I'ma stick you with my wang, ya know what I'm saying? (Shaggy 2 Dope) I stuck her with my wang She hit me in the balls I grabbed her by her neck and I bounced her off the walls She said it was an accident and then apologized But I still took my elbow and blackened both her eyes I stuck her with my wang Bitchy bitchy hoe I'd like to stick a Faygo bottle in her nedenhole I twist ya and turn ya, just to shake it up Pop off the lid, now it's shooting out her butt I stuck her with my wang She grabbed by me nuggets She told me that she loved me then commenced down to suck it I tried to hold it back, but I nutted in her ear When it dried up, the bitch couldn't hear (Chorus) I stuck her with my wang He stuck her with his wang, y'all I stuck her with my wang He stuck her with his wang, then he hit the door (Shaggy 2 Dope) I stuck her with my wang I'm ringing ding-a-ling After I hit it, my boys'll do the same Bitches come in flocks when the Carnival's in town Sucking on my nuts, trying to be down I stuck her with my wang The freaky little slut She wanted me to stick my finger in and out her butt I asked the bitch why She gave no reply I went psycholistic and I stuck it in her eye I stuck her with my wang I hit it slow motion I had the Ringmaster brew me up a love potion I put it on her neden, I know this sounds insane Her coochie started whistling and singing out my name "Shaggy, Shaggy, Shaggy, stick me with your waaaang!!" (Chorus 2x) I stuck her with my wang He stuck her with his wang, y'all I stuck her with my wang He stuck her with his wang, then he hit the door (Shaggy 2 Dope) I stuck her with my wang I hit it chicken style I hit up in Meijer's in the home improvement aisle She called me Bob Vila when I stuck it in the place I tied her legs behind her head and kicked her in the face I stuck her with my wang I took some Elmer's glue I slapped it on her titties and I stuck her to the roof And when I came back, I opened up the door Her titties were so long they was dragging on the floor I stuck her with my wang A little two-on-one I told her call a friend over, we can have some fun I heard a knock knock, I'm finna get some stank I opened up the door, "Hi, I'm Frank." (Chorus) I kicked him in his ass He kicked him in his ass, y'all I kicked him in his ass He kicked him in his ass then we fucked him up I stuck her with my wang He stuck her with his wang, y'all I kicked him in his ass He kicked him in his ass then we fucked him up I stuck her with my wang All kind of bitches, man, ya know what I'm saying. Fat bitches, skinny bitches ugly bitches... I stuck her with my wang Bitches with hunchbacks, bald-headed bitches. Muthafuckin' nasty motherfucking noodle-stank booty-wack bitches... I stuck her with my wang All kind of motherfucking hoes, man... 6 - Amy's In The Attic I....didn't.... "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" "I think you should come up here" "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" "I think you should come up here" (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic) (Violent J) Yet another day of all the suffering it gave I was just a little boy, ever so naive Amy was my best friend, I never wanna hurt her I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder On the playground, I chase her down the slide I chase her 'cross the monkey bars and she would run and hide Jinglin' and tumbling, I pushed her off the sled Amy coincidentally hit her head Jumbling inside my brain Down came the rain Amy isn't answering, who would get the blame? Amy isn't laughing, Amy isn't crying Amy isn't really breathing, God I think she's dying Suddenly, the air is cold, I must get her inside Even though she died Amy has to hide Nobody must ever know that I made Amy sick Lock her up forever in the attic Maybe it's the best they buy I'm thinking did she really die? I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? No! (Chorus) "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" (Violent J) Every day I suffer but eleven years have passed How long will this keep and the nightmares last? Sitting in my living room, another strange feeling I think I'm hearing tiny footsteps on the ceiling Looking in my mirror, the image isn't clear I feel as if a little girl is standing at my rear Then I awake at the blink of an eye Voices from the attic yelling, "why?!" What if Amy wasn't dead, living in the box? Banging on the walls, rattling the locks Feeding on the roaches, rodents, and filth And when there's nothing left She feeds off herself Why do I think of Amy in this way? She was once a lovely girl running out to play Maybe it's all a dream, insane fanatic Maybe there's no Amy in the attic after all Maybe it's the best they buy I'm thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? No! (Chorus) "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" Maybe it's the best they buy Thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Amy isn't dead... Amy isn't dead... Amy isn't dead... Amy isn't dead... Amy isn't... Maybe it's best they buy it Thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? (Violent J) Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic Barrels to my nugget, semi-glock is automatic Should I pull the trigger, would this break the chains? That keeps Amy locked in my brain No, I must be starting to pray that I'm wrong I pray it's just a fantasy that's carried on too long Amy isn't dead, I never knew an Amy I was just a boy, how can you blame me? Maybe that's okay, but she's tapping at the wall I see a darling little girl is floating down the hall Slowly coming towards me, her arms are spreading wide Opens up her mouth to show the maggots inside Crying, whining, rotting is the feeling Tiny drips of blood crowning from the ceiling Landing on my head, I'm psycho-sick I've finally had it Amy, now I'm coming to the attiiiiiic!!! Maybe it's best they buy it Thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Yes! (Chorus) "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" "Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here" Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic "I think you should come up here" Maybe it's best they buy it Thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? (Repeat 3x) Maybe it's best they buy it Thinking did she really die I'm thinking if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs?