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Some information about My Fun House Lyrics Title: Insane Clown Posse - My Fun House lyrics Artist: Insane Clown Posse Album: Ringmaster Visitors: 11 visitors have visited My Fun House Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Rich boy s in trouble Car broke down on a drive through the ghetto All the weird peopleyou gotta get the fuck out Need to use the phonestep into my funhouse Hey yodopelooks like we got another He d like to go for a ride on the neck cutter Straight to the cart for the next spectacular Just to knowit s a dead body sittin next to ya Get ready for the carnival thrills Should of cut your little faggot ass in the hills Boom! through the door into the roomyou gotta check it out It s where we cut your fingers off and stick em in your mouth That should show you that you greedy little rich fuck If you re bucking with the juggla you re a dead duck Eight fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose Further down the hallthe room with jokeros That s where you get by seventeen wicked clowns For the seventeen dead bodies never found And they jump on your back until your ribs crack Toss you in the cart and push you down the deli tracks Spinning and twistingrolling and bumping The dead fuck next to ya is trying to tell ya somethin Listen closeyou can barely make it out "Bitchyou ain t shit in my electric funhouse" "Help meI m trapped in here. Somebody let me out. Oh my god!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!" Come hererich boy My head is spinning 360 degrees Richie richie richie Come here Bitchfuck youyeahknow what I m saying Wicked clowns running the funhouse Ain t no way to get out until the killer gets your neck cut like a man Pick a cardany cardany motherfucking card ......A joker s card Sorrybitchthe luck of the draw Violent J s gonna have to ice your jaw Snapbangsnipboom Send that motherfucker off to the next room Crash through the doors on the windy spinny trail Through a loop-de-loop and into a big nail Straight through his left eye and out the back of his head Is he dead? Nocause he has to go to the next phase It s the room of giggles because of your ways You like to sit and laugh at people when they suffer Wellnow you sit and watch me laugh when I stick your mother It s the funhousebitcheverything s funny You act like whipping on your ass ain t funny And the ride of your life only gets faster Off to the R-r-r-ringmaster I take my bobo gun and blow your fuckin mouth in Ehyothe next roomit s called the chicken pen And it s a little tribute to the bigots of the south We take a dead chicken shove it in your mouth And we stuff it down your throat with a pitchfork Cuz you re a big gutthat s what you get for it Now I take your sorry ass and I throw you out Cuz I don t need your dead body stinkin up my funhouse Funhousestinkin up my funhaugh! I got himI got himI got him Right hereI got him Ohhe got away Come onthat wayget him Little baby s peeing his pants Come here little boy I got some candy Mommy ain t gonna help ya knowyou little bitch Yeahrich-asssnitch-assbitch-ass ho You get your motherfucking next chopped in Violent J s Fun House So don t fuck with the wicked clownsyou punk-ass bitch Come herelittle boy I have some candy for ya I crack your head in a DLT Little boycome out come out Wherever you are You re father s so funny Look at the blood I liked him I like it This little kiddy s getting his necked chopped off tonight Ohcome here Little richiecome here Your mommy says for you to come with me You re so scared Why you shakinglittle boy? What s the matterhuh? Awwwlittle richie s scared Look at the blood Awwwhe s crying BITCH!!! Hottest songs from Insane Clown Posse : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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