Thug Pit

Insane Clown Posse

[Layzie Bone]
Wicked Wonka, baby

[Violent J]
Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months

I brought a bat to a mosh-pit
(Well what you do then??)
I split some craniums in half
And caved a few in
Before long I'm standing there alone
I shut the party down
For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham

[Layzie Bone]
In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs
Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war
Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E
And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe
For the wicked wonka, Halloween

[Violent J]
Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day
'Cause Bone and ICP a f*cking pay-day
We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper
Hater slappers, wicked sh*t believe it though
We tight like alligator snappers

[Layzie Bone]
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
B*tch n*gga slappers and hoe mackers
City street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my n*gga Tech N9ne
Cock it back for Esham And let it loose to they spine

[Judge D]
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
It's wicked when you walking
Within the thug pit

[Judge D]
Yeah we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
At this kind of mosh pit
You get your wig split

[D-Loc]
Who the mothaf*cka in the pit talking sh*t? (Sh*t!)
Who the mothaf*cka that want the wig split? (Split!)
Who the mothaf*cka that's down for the krown? (Krown!)
Who the mothaf*cka in here right now?

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Shaggy jumps in the pit
With these hatchets and swingin' them
Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
Sh*t, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc
(Spit!)

[D-Loc]
What the f*ck you thinking, you can stop my shine?
Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime
Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine
With a fine ass b*tch, getting head, sipping wine

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
F*ck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game
Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us

[Tech N9ne]
It's that n*gga that be on blood sh*t
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
F*ck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get druged b*tch
Celebrating for Samhein
(Witch Killaz)
If you don't wanna come with the wickedness
A n*gga wanna slam strange
I don't wanna hear a damn thang

[Jonny Richter]
Mashing off from city to city
We smoking fifties and fifties
Crashing after parties
F*cking and s*cking on titties
Ducking and dodging the coppers
Ain't no one out that can stop us
Dropping that sh*t that be popping
Making it hotter and hotter

[Tech N9ne]
We man handle them
F*cking and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas
B*tch where was your antennas?
When I was trying to stick it
Wanna show a n*gga how she lick it?
Mothaf*cker this is how we kick it
Thug whiling on Hallowicked

[Jonny Richter]
Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds
With Tech N9ne, getting more love
Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs
Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP
It's motherf*cking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings

[Layzie Bone]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
(Kottonmouth Kings!)

[Violent J]
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

[Layzie Bone]
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t

[Violent J]
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Layzie Bone]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

[Violent J]
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

[Layzie Bone]
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t

[Violent J]
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Krayzie Bone]
It's mista sawed off leatherface
I bring the pain, and bang a n*gga brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill, cause when my n*ggaz start to kill
It's hard to chill
Mothaf*ckers end up in the graveyard for real
(Whoa!)

[Daddy-X]
I ain't got a million dollars b*tch
I'm f*cking broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the b*tches on the road, scheming for my loot
They get nothing but d*ck, and a steel toed boot

[Esham]
F*ck boots, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady
Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady
If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file
Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile

[Daddy-X]
We drinking drank, drank
We smoking dank, dank
Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks
We dropping bombs, underground bombs
F*ck the whole industry b*tch, bring them on

[Layzie Bone]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

[Judge D]
An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'

[Layzie Bone]
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t

[Judge D]
Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'

[Layzie Bone]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

[Violent J]
It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit

[Layzie Bone]
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Violent J]
Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you

[Layzie Bone]
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t