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Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse is an American hip hop duo from Detroit, Michigan. The group is composed of Joseph Bruce and Joseph Utsler, who perform under the respective personas of the "wicked clowns" Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope. Insane Clown Posse performs a style of hardcore hip hop known as horrorcore and is known for its elaborate live performances. The duo has earned two platinum and five gold albums. According to Nielsen SoundScan, the entire catalog of the group has sold 6.5 million units in the United States and Canada as of April 2007. more »

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2002

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Let me see your throat thing there buddy, 
I'ma chop it, 
see the idea is to make you die 
(stop it) 
I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, 
I need to cut you off at the wind pipe desperately
(Like, how about cuttin' your own neck?) 

I did, seventeen times, 
Why you think I talk like this? 
Before I cut myself this was my voice 
Now gimmie your neck pipe, 
You don't have no fuckin' choice 
(I'm not ready to die) 
Neither was easy E, 
What makes you so fuckin' special you can escape the wrath 
(You mean wraith) 
I said wraith, now shut the f*ck up, 
And give me your wind pipe 
So I can cut that mother fucker 
(Pick somebody else) 

I'm pickin' anybody I can find, 
And you happen to by the next mother fucker in line 
(OK let's do it) 
Keep still right there and about, 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers 
I'm outta here 

Let me make the pain be gone 
I wanna stab, stab, stab! 
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, 
I need to yeah, yeah, yeah! 
Let me make the pain be gone, 
I wanna stab, stab, stab! 
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, 
I need to 
(Ah ha what kind of circus is this?) 

How you gonna give me a straight jacket 
When I'm crooked? 
Took it and shook it, 
Ripped it and unzipped it 
And waited for the nurse guy to bring me my tray 
Jumped him from behind 
And turned his head backwards my way 
Took all his keys and a crate of methadone, 
Masturbated on myself and leaped out the window 
Then I turned around 
And went right back inside,
Once I realized I could've grabbed a gang of formaldehyde 

Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me
I played the whole movie shits off like 
"You got me" 
Laid there playin' dead 
And when he checked my pockets 
I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket 
By now there was guards everywhere 
I'm steady cuttin' heads off
Surfin' on a wheel chair
And too many bullets finally put my away
But was it the real violent J? 

Let me make the pain be gone, 
I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, 
I need to yeah, yeah, yeah 
Let me make the pain be gone, 
I wanna stab, stab, stab 
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, 
I need to yeah, yeah, yeah 
"It kills the pain, 
It's the only thing that kills the pain, 
I'm sorry" 

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale
I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face 
Man I'm sorry I'm stale 

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale
I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face 
Man I'm sorry I'm stale 

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale
I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face 
Man I'm sorry I'm stale 

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale
I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face 
Man I'm sorry I'm stale 

I'm so sorry that I'm so stale
I'm so sorry I'm stale
But still I gotta murder your face 
Man I'm sorry I'm stale

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