A Face 4 Fighting - Insane Clown Posse

I don’t walk around picking fights

But it’s true, I love to engage if the shit ignites

I’ll be the first one to admit: the light’s boring

A little warrin' definitely excites it

Growing up, they kept showing up, the feisty

Trouble kept finding me, reminding me I liked it

I got geeked when somebody said fuck me

And I was born with the face for this, so I’m lucky

Nobody likes it, they wanna deck it

Something about it invites it every second

It pisses people off, enrages

To the point we end up in the joint, in cages

It’s cool to let some slide, but have some pride

Or you’re just a little bitch, open up wide

So if you shove me, I’ma sock you

And socking me is how you get shot, boom

Poke me with a toothpick, I stab you with a pencil, dumb dick

Stab me with a pencil, I stab you with a drumstick

Stab me with a drumstick, and to hell we gonna grow

I’ma stab that ass with a telephone pole

And I’m hitting up Hoodoo, a voodoo guru

People wheeled in a nut, you getting a boo boo

Stretched out, dead of night, your mama going boo hoo

Putrid, skinny, and white, Grim Reaper doo doo

Beat me with a ruler, I’ll beat you a cue stick

Beat me with one, I’m beating with two, fuck you

Beat me with two, I’ll beat you with a tree trunk (Whack)

ICP, punk (Fight back!)

We good.

I don’t start beef

I only pick it out of my teeth

I don’t fuck with soldiers, I want the chief

Fuck the centipede legs, I want the head of the bee

Hit me with a BB gun, I’ll 22 ya

22 me, silly, my 9-milli pluggin' through ya

9-milli me, I’ll blow ya' with that 44

Stick me with them, a 357 is shreadin' all that’s in your head

If you a bitch, it won’t leave your ass alone

And you feel it in your bones

And you’re wandering through the bitch-ass (Fight back!)

Another life is what you need

A bitch’s blood is what you be

You headed nowhere with yourself in the lead (Fight back!)

Nothing good is what you do

Time is ugly for you, new

Opportunities to brew because of you (Fight back!)

You are runnin' out of air

You’re just fuckin' sitting there

You don’t even fucking care, get out of there (Fight back!)

Hate every bit of your life

Wanna cut it with a knife

To wanna trigger suck on a rifle (Fight back!)

You’re better than a pig

Weak and skinny, like a twig

The opposite of the shit, nobody digs you (Fight back!)

Hated your job from the start

Sluts always breakin' your heart

All day long of every day, it’s the worst part (Fight back!)

The bitch in the mirror

A faggot, not ‘cause you’re queer

Everywhere you go sucks, could you help me?

(Fight back!)

Help me

Help me

Help me

Help me