Bring It On Songtext
von Insane Clown Posse
Bring It On Songtext
Welcome everyone to the big show
Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival
Remove your hats or we′ll cut off your heads
Show respect you's amongst the dead
Don′t like bigots and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit changed bitch check nuts
Detroit, Southwest murderers die
The greatest spectacle under the sky
Five cards came and made they mark
From moon you gone down Patton Park
Fuck your drum kits, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our ride
Bring you and your fat ass bitch inside
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can′t nobody get with these, motha fucka
Bring it on!
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
Violent J, Shaggy two Dope serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000s and beyond
Voodoo, chicken and magical wands
Dead bigots, face down in the ponds
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist
All this playahatin gettin me pissed
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe
Swishers, Faygo′s and Kung Fu blow's
If Jake Jeckel drop it he ain′t done
No more chicks just sizlin balls
I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire
Bite your neck and set your head on fire
Shoot me with silver bullets OK
I′ll pull 'em out, pawn ′em and get paid
Here try my licorice treat
I know dead folk that chew they feet
Carnival moves in shadow of time
And he's runnin a little behind, bitch
Bring it on!
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
Insane Clown Posse, ICP
Axe murdering done with a touch of Detroit class
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
One for your greed
Two for your lies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
One for your greed
Two for your lies
Shaggs 2 Dope serial killer
Axe murder boy, wig cap peela
I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh
I'm pimpin like David Koresh, was!
People think I got bombs in my locker
Teachers try to open it up, I′mma sock her
Get the fuck back and leave me alone
Before I have to come to your home and see ya
Wind me up and I can do flips
And put the smackdown on your lips
Billy Bill, Rude, Jumpsteady, Tom Dub
Stefan, Legs, Double A got love
Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar
Got folk love, people love whatever you are
Fork side ways I′m a jugglin man
Can't nothin stop the rain bitch
Bring it on
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
He′s brings it to ya
Like we work for the fucking federal UPS
Yes, may I help ya?
Yeah, lemme get, uh, three soft tacos with no lettuce, a chilito, and a nacho b-
Excuse me, sir, but we do not have, how do you say, chilito
A chilito, a chilito, you know what I'm sayin′? The, um, it's a-
No, sir, I do not know. We have on chilito as you say. This is Taco Land; we only have their fresh
Vegetables with pita loaf. We have no chilitos
Man, fuck that! I′m lookin' at this shit right on the menu! I want a chilito!
Perhaps, instead, I make for you a fresh slice of tomato on pita, no?
What the fuck?! I want a motherfuckin' chilito, man
Yeah? fuckoof
What?
Fuckoof
Hey, fuck you, mother facko!
No? Fuck off!
Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival
Remove your hats or we′ll cut off your heads
Show respect you's amongst the dead
Don′t like bigots and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit changed bitch check nuts
Detroit, Southwest murderers die
The greatest spectacle under the sky
Five cards came and made they mark
From moon you gone down Patton Park
Fuck your drum kits, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our ride
Bring you and your fat ass bitch inside
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can′t nobody get with these, motha fucka
Bring it on!
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
Violent J, Shaggy two Dope serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000s and beyond
Voodoo, chicken and magical wands
Dead bigots, face down in the ponds
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist
All this playahatin gettin me pissed
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe
Swishers, Faygo′s and Kung Fu blow's
If Jake Jeckel drop it he ain′t done
No more chicks just sizlin balls
I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire
Bite your neck and set your head on fire
Shoot me with silver bullets OK
I′ll pull 'em out, pawn ′em and get paid
Here try my licorice treat
I know dead folk that chew they feet
Carnival moves in shadow of time
And he's runnin a little behind, bitch
Bring it on!
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
Insane Clown Posse, ICP
Axe murdering done with a touch of Detroit class
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
One for your greed
Two for your lies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
Jeckel drop ball
Shangri-La dies
One for your greed
Two for your lies
Shaggs 2 Dope serial killer
Axe murder boy, wig cap peela
I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh
I'm pimpin like David Koresh, was!
People think I got bombs in my locker
Teachers try to open it up, I′mma sock her
Get the fuck back and leave me alone
Before I have to come to your home and see ya
Wind me up and I can do flips
And put the smackdown on your lips
Billy Bill, Rude, Jumpsteady, Tom Dub
Stefan, Legs, Double A got love
Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar
Got folk love, people love whatever you are
Fork side ways I′m a jugglin man
Can't nothin stop the rain bitch
Bring it on
Bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it
(Bring it, bring it)
He′s brings it to ya
Like we work for the fucking federal UPS
Yes, may I help ya?
Yeah, lemme get, uh, three soft tacos with no lettuce, a chilito, and a nacho b-
Excuse me, sir, but we do not have, how do you say, chilito
A chilito, a chilito, you know what I'm sayin′? The, um, it's a-
No, sir, I do not know. We have on chilito as you say. This is Taco Land; we only have their fresh
Vegetables with pita loaf. We have no chilitos
Man, fuck that! I′m lookin' at this shit right on the menu! I want a chilito!
Perhaps, instead, I make for you a fresh slice of tomato on pita, no?
What the fuck?! I want a motherfuckin' chilito, man
Yeah? fuckoof
What?
Fuckoof
Hey, fuck you, mother facko!
No? Fuck off!
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com