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Insane Clown Posse
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| Piggy Pie
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Ahhh! They get it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass to
snack on, bitch!
So here, start wit a slice of this fresh piggy pie, motherfuka!
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggys place,
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half,
But Im a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,
And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise off his head.
Since we out west, I had a little fun,
And pulled his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium!
(Chorus:)
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
Theres nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnivals in town, come and get your freaky sex!
(end chorus)
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a muthafuckin dick.
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect,
But if I get a chance, Im goin straight for the neck.
He walked in the room, and everybody rose,
Lopped off bucket chillin underneath my clothes.
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit,
But what this piggy dont know is hes about to get his neck wet!
Now I see the baliff, Im thinkin what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up.
Old-ass man, I let him get away,
That tired muthafucka, probably die tomorrow anyway.
Here come the piggy, its time for my case,
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin face.
He saw my jokers smile, and sentenced me a dime,
So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin rain pork rhines!
(chorus)
(chorus)
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the gaurd he told me wait,
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate!
Cuz this little piggy, must definatly fry,
Im a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A ritchie is the devil, he never really made it,
So Im a take his money stack and stuff his face wit it.
Opened up his door, hes sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him its too late,
It took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need
(chorus)
(chorus)
(chorus)
(chorus)
Rrrrriiinnng.
"Hotline."
"H-Hello?"
"Whuddup."
"Whats up. I not sure that I wanna live any more, thats whats up."
"Hold On!..........Helloo?"
"I-I need someone to talk to."
"Call your mom."
"My mother died last year."
"Serves her right, bitch! Hahahaha! Im just playin, fuck-nuts. Listen!
Whenever youre
feelin
low, just page me, and Ill call you."
"You will?"
"Sure. Ill call you a nerdy bitch for botherin me! Now! Dont blow your
fuckin head off."
"Why not? Who cares if I do?"
"The poor guy whos gotta clean that shit up! If youre gonna do it,
do it outside or somethin!"
"Y-You think I wont really do it, dont ya?"
"Honestly, I could give a rats ass."
"You think I wont, huh? You think Im kidding? You think Im-"
"Do it! Do it Fucker! Bring me the gun, Ill fuckin do it for ya!"
BOOM!
"Hello? Hello? Are ya there?"
"Hello?"
"I knew ya wouldnt do it, ya scary bitch!" |
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