Album: When The Smoke Clears (2000)



(Feat. Insance Clown Posse, Twiztid)





(Violent J's Intro)

I choke... nope... thats wack hold up.

I stab you with an umbrella,

then open it cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopean.

Alright Hold Up!!!! Wait a second listen!

I peel your cap back with a cannon ball,

I buck 'em all fuck 'em all we standin' tall woooo....

Three 6 Mafia, Insane Clown Posse, and Twiztid!



(Juicy J)

We used to... We used to.... We used to rob for them petty things,

like a gold chain, know a muthafucka make it rain, now it's cocaine

If you see me on the dope train, I'm the dope man

Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain

Old folks scared of eye-gain, at the window pane

they be lookin' wit a migraine

while I catch a drain and you know it's a fuckin' shame

when you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane

I control ya brain



(DJ Paul)

Now do muh niggas bust glocks fuck wit us Big C

It's the buggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make 'em bleed

through his neck through his back nigga cover them hoes

ain't no mess goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros

Automatic rep a carrier challange on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet

kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys

hoe we need the g's and I'm talkin like NOW BOYS!



[Chorus x2]



We just anotha crazy click

doin' whatever to get us wild when we pumped up

you ain't anotha bitch I ain't goin' lie, put ya guns up,

show 'em who really runnin' the streets with the calicos



(Monoxide Child)

We the click that don't play...

quik to rip ya head off and hand it to Violent J and bury it away

I'm on the spree killa for freak without a conscious

bitches we on a mission to bomb shit!

Twiztid, ICP, with the Triple Six Click

Hoes that pop lip, can eat a dick, or get ya neck slit

I'm havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets

with no heads Monoxide foolin' wit tha dead!



(Jamie Madrox)

We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on

you slingin' stones? so come bring it on

when gettin' drunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals

we juggalo individuals!!!!!

We just anotha crazy click... ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six!

All up in this bitch and we runnin' shit

we doin' drive bys on all yall wit chain saws

here I come redefined, rugged and raw!



[Chorus ]



(Violent J)

We just anotha crazy click to fuck around and bury ya

takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria

I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein

chokin' anybody i find i'm takin' mine



(Shaggy 2 Dope)

Ya muthafuckas can't get near it, cause ya fear it

look in my glass eye, I'm sick like Lou Gherig

I don't know Judo but I go "Kheeya!"

I'll fuck you up so bad a wheel chair couldn't see ya!



(Violent J)

Listen... You hear that slut?

That was me! pullin' this stick out ya butt!

I'm a juggalo serial killa instead screamin' fuck ya'll

I stab bitches wit a chain saw!



(Shaggy 2 Dope)

We walk around countin' the rocks, beatin' scrubs up

and raidin' tin dogs face I throw the dubs up

we tearin' clubs up Down South Wit D



Three Six yall.... Twiztid, and I.C.P