Two Shot - Insane Clown Posse

Yeah.

We been through a lot in the last couple years or so, but we still alive

We always gonna be here

Right.

You know, and that’s the thing.

Simple fact of the matter is,

out of everything looking at in the future

The simple fact is, some people gotta die.

You know what I’m saying?

Right

Slychotically sick, demento, deranged

Insane Clown Posse never gonna change (Never)

Run, little bitches, 'cause I know you’re scared

Mike E. Clark on the beat with a fat beard

We throw Faygo like we own stock in 'em (yeah)

But we don’t, we just won’t stop jockin' 'em

I seen daisies grow up into palm trees

I seem prom queens get old and sport mom jeans

I know, I rocked over three thousand shows

And I know, I rocked over a thousand hoes

And I know, I rocked over a hundred noses

Yo, all of that’s word to Moses

I drink thirty 5-Hour Energys

And then swarm the enemy as if there’s ten of me

I do the Texas two-step in Tennessee

For the homie Breed, pour out a little Hennessy

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t…

Catch me in your backyard wearing a pig mask

What the fuck am I doing back there?

You don’t know, ho, so yo, run to the store

And grab oodles of ramen noodles and throw your cell phone

Blow, bop, ‘cause I won’t stop, bitch

They’ll never be a day we close up shop

We outlast the competitors who turn on each other

In fightin' drama, warrin' on your brothers, heh

Must’ve smoked too much of that dust

Put the mic down, ‘cause now you’re drivin' a bus

The scene is gettin' ugly;

I can see it in the skies

And if we go to war, fucking everybody dies

Except the Wicked Clowns, because y’all know better

you can withstand any damn weather

One thing remains true, that we love a fight

We jumpin' in head first if anything ignites

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

Which one of you mother fuckers out there wanna die first?

If you ain’t down with the clown, you get pounded to the ground, bitch

Ain’t no more love for you mother fuckin' hoes

all

Fuck the whole damn earth (fuck ‘em) and everybody livin' on it

I’m so damn sick of this bullshit, I wanna vomit

Ran into a dark alley, trippin' and screamin'

It was there I transformed into a demon

Started stompin' smashin' homes and car crushin'

Punching through building balls and bum rushing

All the innocent lives I could possibly kill

Top story: Man loses all his will

I fucking join pilates, to peep out hotties

Quit after two classes;

there was no fine asses

Got me a new reality show, I must brag

It’s called Strangulations, with Shaggy Shaggs

On the first episode, it’s gonna be dope

They got me trying to choose leather gloves or rope

The director asked if I could stop my swearin'

In the next scene, his skin I was wearing'

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

You better pack your fag bags and beat it, bitch

‘Cause when our new shit drop, everybody dies

It’s a brand new era, and only hatchet boys get to play in this park

Danger danger, stranger

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared

(Two shot) Of wicked wicked rhymin'

(Two guys) These fools are here connivin'

(New spot) Of everywhere that I’m in

Don’t you know we ain’t scared