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Insane Clown Posse( ICP )
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The Joker's Wild
Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's Number one game show, The Joker's Wild! Shaggy, tell us something about tonight's contestants Hey, motherfuckers Get ready for the killer show of this bitch We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!'
Woohoo! Everybody smile, guess who's back on your underground dial It's the game show host with the most And tonight we finna have a little pig roast
Cop copper, it's been a long while Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle Mr. Pig-Man packing that steel But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin' wheel
Looks good, nice try Now let's see just how ya gonna die? Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed He just pounds nails in your forehead
The pig got lucky that time But let's take a look who's next down the line Oh, the 43rd District judge Hey pal, remember me, you threw me in jail
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck The clicker's landed, let me check The Jokey, hey, it ain't bad at all We just cut your face off and slap your skull
Who's next for the games and fun? Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run The redneck that sicked his dog on me Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
Spin around and around it goes Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies? Jeffrey Dahmer No, the correct answer would be your mother Shaggs? Aww, shit, motherfuckers Get ready for round two of this bitch So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped Step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!'
You like big money and prizes, don't ya You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya Ya little bitch, it's your turn to spin Free money, now spin again
Oh goody, the unzip your drawers I'm finna clip this chain on your balls Raise ya upside down for the bang bada Now we bust your head like a pinata
The audience loves that shit Listen to 'em cheer when your forehead splits Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah We got guts on the camera
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The Joker's Wild is brought to you by, Faygo Everybody sing! Send your momma straight up to the store Tell that bitch to bring home a Faygo
Welcome back to the Carnival Show Here's your chance for the big money cash flow Hit your buzzer, pull your lever Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head
Pick a door, one, two or three It's the same behind every door, me There's no escape, now gimme that bald head The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead
At home they just watching your doom We broadcast from hell to your living room I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
It's time to play hit or miss Contestant number one, open your mouth Contestant number two, get ready Will he hit or miss He hit! What's next? We got money, we got cash, we got prizes We got blood, we got guts We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild
I got my yellow suit and my purple tie Somebody's gonna die, oh my It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor Always bitchin, yellin' from the kitchen window
See, he died and he went to hell though We meet again, I got my own game show Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck around Bonus round!
Oh shit, the end of the game Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang You gotta chance for money and prizes You gotta chance at death, too
So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast Your chance for freedom at last Four questions, so are you ready, Jack? 'Uh, I think so', load the gat
The cop in here? Eats butt Yes, the square root of two? Uhh Correct, nutsacs don't belong in? Butt cracks Right Richboys eat? Caviar No, the correct answer's, bullets Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying 'So long till next week folks See ya later, goodbye'
That's it, go home
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