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Insane Clown Posse (ICP)
So here, start wit` a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka!
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin` swine!
I rode into town with my axe in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my axe with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy`s place,
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half,
But I`m a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head.
Since we out west, I had a little fun,
And pulled his fuckin` tongue out the back of his cranium!
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There`s nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die,
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an axe, (yes!)
The carnival`s in town, come and get your piggie snacks
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mu the fuckin` dick.
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect,
But if I get a chance, I`m goin` straight for the neck.
He walked in the room, and everybody rose,
Lopped off bucket chillin` underneath my clothes.
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit,
But what this piggy don`t know is he`s about to get his neck wet
Now I see the baliff, I`m thinkin` what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up.
Old ass man, I let him get away,
that tired mu the fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway.
Here come the piggy, it`s time for my case,
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin` face.
He saw my joker`s smile, and sentenced me to die,
So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin` rain pork rhines!
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the gaurd he told me wait,
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate!
Cuz this little piggy, must definatly die,
I`m a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A richie is the devil, he never really made it,
So I`m a take his money stock and stuff his face wit` it.
Opened up his door, he`s sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick of gold, and laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it`s too late,
I took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need
`What`s up. I not sure that I wanna live any more, that`s what`s up.`
`Hold On! Helloo?`
`I I need someone to tolk to.`
`Call your mom.`
`My mother died last year.`
`Serves her right, bitch! Hahahaha! I`m just playin` fuck nuts. Listen!
Whenever you`re feelin` low, just page me, and I`ll call you.`
`Sure. I`ll call you a nerdy bitch for botherin` me! Now! Don`t blow your fuckin` head off.`
`Why not? Who cares if I do?`
`The poor guy who`s gotto clean that shit up! If you`re gonna do it, do it outside or somethin``
`Y You think I won`t really do it, don`t ya?`
`Honestly, I could give a rat`s ass.`
`You think I won`t, huh? You think I`m kidding? You think I`m `
`Do it! Do it Fucker! Bring me the gun, I`ll fuckin` do it for ya!`
`Hello? Hello? Are ya there?`
`I knew ya wouldn`t do it, ya scary bitch!`
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