作曲 : ICP, Shaggy Two Dope
Kill him... 
Kill him... put him to 
Death… Kil him... 
Kill him... put him to 
Death. Guess who's back in this bitch again 
With a fresh set of balls bouncin' off your chin 
I'm 2 Dope 
Switch my shit up, nope 
For these hands to grope hoes, and bitches hoe 
Now everybody thinks their shits the wickedest 
Them hoes spittin wicked shit is ridiculous 
Back off, jack off, ya'll ain't spooky 
Bitin' my 
CD's like they delicious cookies > 
From Sicily, 
France, back to 
Bangladesh 
Ain't no fuckin' body bout to hang with this 
Fans get punched in the head with a bass drum rhyme after rhyme, headbuttin your face some 
Fuck off, big shot, spin my nuts 
Ya'll be suckin more dick than sluts 
I'm crackin this 
CD in half with the scrubness fuck the fuck off, who finna bump this? 
Chorus: (x2) 
This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 
This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
Carnie creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 
This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
I don't need a fuckin band for my beats 
Mike Clark and me both bootin' your cheeks 
The stage, the mic, and a 
Juggalo army 
Hoes climb up and try to grind on me 
Any dumb freak tryin'a steal my stage 
Gets punched in the ass and kicked in the face 
Fuck your dresscode, 
I swing my balls 
Fuck your restrooms, 
I'm pissin on walls 
Securities look like weak ass wrestlers 
Pattin' kids down like child molesters 
I'm sick of this bullshit, 
I'm Shaggs the 
Clown We cuttin' craniums off then drag em around 
You know me, when 
I drive by, mumbling sparks 
In the little yellow bus, packed full of retards 
And we off the charts, under the radar 
Deep in the dumpster where the real 
Juggalos are 
Chorus: (x2) 
This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 
This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
Carnie creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 
This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
CAN WE GET 
A WITNESS?!(x6) 
Diss my shit and get shot in the back 
You ain't gonna be the first bitch 
I smacked 
The clown walk boogie, 
I mastered the move 
Cuttin through wiggies with somethin' to prove 
On who? Us? 
Me? Shit, please 
Lick these 
You're a Shaggamaniac, you can't ignore me 
And tell your mom to fuckin fuck off for me 
Fuckin these hoes, they tryina take pictures of the 
Southwest 
Strangla, windpipe tangala 
I'm gone too fast, with a ninja poof 
Skeet on your face is the only proof 
Fuck Off! 
That is what 
I tell the 
Earth I've been runnin with the 
Hatchet from the day of my birth 
So who the fuck you think you're fuckin with? 
YOU CAN FU
CK THE FUC
KIN' FUCK 
OFF, BITCH! 
Chorus: (x4) 
This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 
This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
Bloody creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 
This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 
Hehehehehehhoohohooo