Paroles Murder go 'round Insane Clown Posse

Murder go 'round

What can I say, man, I hit him with the brick
Killed the little prick
Him and his chick
Tried to be slick
But you ain't no Slinky
You're brinky
You're dinky
You suck my Twinkie
I don't give a fuck if you call me a clown
Break it on down
It's murder go round
What'cha dishing out, I betcha comes back to ya
If you're trying to creep, I'd hate to say I never knew ya
Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
A ten-foot lead pipe slapped up my dome
I'm laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
Excuse me, motherfucker, was it something I said?
Forks up, forks down, and forks sideways
Then he grabbed my Faygo and he said, "crime pays"
Swung on his pipe once again for the road
"Hold up, dawg," UH! The shit gets old
Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull
I'm gonna swing my axe thru his jaw
Where the motherfucker at? Where the motherfucker stay?
How ya gonna fuck with the juggla J-ay-ay
There he sits, so I knock on the do'
Pops opened up...pops hit the flo'
Then I chop, chop pops twice in his nugget
Well, he didn't do shit, fuck it
It's the murder go round
(screams, gunshots, etc.)

Well, it's me and my mellow, mellow roll on Military
Gangbangers, gangbangers, big bang fairy
Kinda scary
Tags up all on the bricks
Latin Count, X-Men, CFP and all that shit
We love gangbangers and we hope they love us back
We just some wicked clowns and it's been like that
I don't understand why some people in town
We went nationwide and still Southwest down
But this motherfucker gonna try and clown me
But I'm the juggalugalocoro, G
Took a shot and he missed, 2 Dope bit the dust
"What I ain't got shot, bitch?", but now you must
Take your ticket for the murder go round
Can't nobody kill a click-clack-clown
Seen him and his boys smoking blunt in a bucket
Pulled out the dagger, creeped up, and I stuck it
Into his head
Into his boy's head
Into his boy's head
His boy's head
His boy's head
Five dead fucks in the trunk I deliver
Push that old piece of shit in the river
The cat and my boys saw five go down
Can ya get a free ride? (No, not again)
On the murder go round (Nooooo!!!)

(screams, gunshots, etc.)

Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?

Now I'm in a street gang, fifty-five strong
"Everybody singing that Southwest song!"
What can go wrong, I mean I'm fuckin' in the haugghhh!
Popping that shit, I'm fidna bust you in the mouth
Nobody fucks with a jokero
Juggalo
I don't give a fuck, ya know
Bitches I'ma fuck you though
But you know the shit had to hit the fan
Some gangbanger shot me, man
Twice in the forehead, twice in the back
Twice in the eye, and I'm feeling kinda wack
Stumbling along it's becoming entwined
That I'm next in line
For the murder go round

Wicked clown, wicked clown, wicked clown, wicked clown....

Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown?
Murder go round.....