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Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

Three Rings

"You have a collect call from 'Cukoo'. Please answer the following

question 'yes' or 'no'."

"Will you pay for the call?"

"Is this on?

Gather round my wealthy friends,

And endure the horrifying sights

Only your worst nightmares could produce.

Actual human beings of a deformed nature.

Come at once, and come and endulge yourself

In our own twisted amusement of another's misfortune.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen.

Enter our 3 ring show of freaks!"

Ring one, a-dung-a-dung-dung.

My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue

To the desk in school, then I run down the hall.

Scarin the shit outta all of yall bitches!

Which is why you don't invite mine to your party

Just cuz I don't look like everybody.

I guess you're just a bunch of rich boys.

Bitch boys. Scary. Blblbblah!

And what's the big deal about my neck.

Just because now and then I like to let it stretch up

A couple feet to get a better sight.

Is that any reason to scream and run in fright?

No! So, now how ya gon' act?

So what if I got another arm growin' outta my back.

I guess I'm just another freak show thing

And now they got me in the 3 rings.

(chorus):

3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare.

3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere.

(End Chorus)

(chorus)

Ring two! How do ya do? I'm Shaggy 2-dope.

Chicken-faced bitch! (Who?)

You don't try to front hoe.

Try to play me out just cuz I'm runnin wit the side show.

So maybe there's the leg growin out my neck.

But, don't jet baby, huh, not yet.

Popped out the neden like a pund of lead.

Doctor blew his back, rolled and dropped me on my head.

Oh shit! I knew it had to fuck up my circuits.

Cuz, when I was 2, my momma left me at the circus.

Abandoned at the carnival, with the freak shows

Like Bat-boy, Hermaphrodite, and Old Man Crow.

But then I escaped to the ghetto zone.

Started a crew of my own mutha fucka, I'm not alone.

So don't be stickin' your finger in my face stank.

Or your stomach might recieve a shank from the 3 rings.

(chorus)

(chorus)

"I certainly hope you're enjoying yourselves, here, at our 3 ring

exhibit. But,

to be honest, I

really don't see what's so fuckin' funny about it. These fuckin' people are real!"

"Ring 3, The ICP! Look if you want,

But I wouldn't lay a hand on me.

That's how you get fucked up.

We'll squeeze your windpipe's shut."

Yo! I'm a nerd, word. I drink Thunderbird.

Half-snake woman kicked my love to the curb.

She busted in to my tent now I'm fucked.

Had the fat-bearded lady in the buck. Ugh!.

Fuck that. Bitch suck that.

I was born with a wang, but I never had a nutsack.

It's two balls hangin' wit no protection, so,

I move real careful and slow.

You can call me a wierdo, call me a freak.

Call me Don Knotts cuz I'm gettin at it every week. Uh!

So come see the carnival and throw me your change, bitch.

I chill with the 3 rings.

(chorus)

(chorus)

"Well, that's it. I hope you're satisfied. I hope you had a good time,

you fucking heartless

bastards! You saw what you wanted, so grab your fucking kids and that

fat, flop of shit

wife of yours, and get the fuck out of our circus tent! You cold-hearted sons of bitches!

You think they looked fucked up? Just wait till I kick your fuckin' lips in a couple times!

You'll be sittin' up here like a bitch, and we'll be laughin at your

folded ass. They'll call

you Lumpy. After I done puttin knots all over your fuckin forehead. Yeah!

Hey, Hey little boy! Come here, how'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot? You

fuckin' little bitch!

Come here, I'll fuckin shove that corndog up your ass! Get the fuck outta here!

The show's fuckin' over. Get the fuck outta here, you fuckin heartless bastards."

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