作词 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse
It was like march, april
****in lebra ****in, um, shit
Torus, born in 1775
Im like 300 and somethin, but Im still alive
I used to hang with the original, billy the kid
You probably think Im only playin but, I did
My daddys were a 2 headed freak show
Mama a fortune tella, azmerella zella
Anyway they had sex on a oija board
And I was born the next day
who?  violent j
When I was 14 I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack
Im out cold, they though it would **** me up
I got up and itched my butt, and Im like, what?
Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy,
Child of the witch heifer, whatever
Tied me up burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts, smokey nuts
After that they started bowin and shit
Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get
I said get off my dick I aint a savior
Im what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava
4 simple things in this bitch before I die

I want a rusty ax

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named bridget

And a little sip of faygo too
Till I get my shit in this motha ****a
I will neva die!

ah, hell yeah, so anyway...
50 years passed all my homeys are old ass ****s
I aint even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my ends,
I wrestled alligators, battled terminators
Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me
I fought in the civil war, yankees army
I walked across enemy lines with a mack 10
Man they didnt even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and **** it up?
Well at least make this shit sound real man, damn!
I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern
Steddy takin cannon balls, to the balls
The war ended, I traveled the country horse back
Until this fool tried to horse jack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
Didnt even smear the makeup
I took his gun a put a divet in his neck
The sherriff didnt like it, I got endited
87 long years in the state pen
Till they finally forgot why they put me in
They had to let me go, cant hold me on nothin
On they way out they like,
Yo aint you like a houndred and somethin?
Im said yeah thats right,
And I aint gonna die till I get my shit motha
****a!!!

I want a rusty ax

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named bridget

Just a little sip or two
Till I get my shit in this motha ****a
I will neva die!

I slept under bridges, lived in a valley
I climbed up mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed and I still aint died
Now Im in detroit on the southwest side
My homie has an impala blue 67
Last night we hit the road pushin one eleven
I stuck my head out the window,
Ttold em forward the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
Hahahaha hell yeah cuz,
Yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight buzz
The world hates me cuz of shit like this
They always try and kill me but, miss
I know its odd cuz my face is forever painted
When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted
My tongues a little long I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles
I sorta look like somethin from the x-files
People wanna see me die for then a little bit
But Im a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my shit
And I aint gonna die till I get it!!!!

I want a rusty ax

I wanna know voodoo

A fat bitch named bridget

I said faygo **** mountain dew
Till I get my shit in this motha ****a

I will neva diiiiiiiiiieeeeee!
Diiiiiiieeeeee! 2x