Juggalo Party - Insane Clown Posse

It’s a juggalo party

Every Hallowicked!

Put yo' axe up

Every Hallowicked!

I love the way the leaves turn orange

And pumpkins seem to be on each and everybody’s porch

But bitch, it’s Halloween, I’m tryin' to raise the dead

And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead

Bitch, fuck Halloween, it’s Hallowicked

It’s like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas

Is you wit' us?

Then keep yo' axe held high

Cause trick-or-treatin's for fags bitch, we wanna die

I can’t afford a costume so I came as self

All high and sweaty, just a picture of health

Trick-or-treat, bag snatchin' ain’t shit for the bitch

Run these Pay Day’s, Almond Joys, and barbecue potato chips

No more knockin' on the door

We mashin' on the floor and shit

And we ain’t leavin' till we heavin' up some blood and shit

Fuck a mothafuckin' Twix, bitch

I’d rather roll with the clique of lunatics

That’s now known as TWIZTID!

Tell me do you want the wicked shit?

HELL YEAH!

Tell me do you want the wicked shit?

HELL YEAH!

Tell me do you want the wicked shit?

HELL YEAH!

Wicked shit!

HELL YEAH!

Wicked shit!

HELL YEAH!

Every Hallowicked, it’s another killin' spree

Choppin' people up with the axe for hatin' me

I got a long list to fill

Some bitches and ex-friends

I promise you the bitches’ll die before the night ends

I got a Hallowicked blunt to smoke with all of y’all

My name is Blaze, let me introduce you to my chainsaw

What it sound like choppin' your neck

Bullet holes in my chest

Like a straight up vet

I’m the dead body waitin' to stick yo' ass up

And fuck yo' ass up

If you with me, throw yo' hands up

And show your dead homie Blaze how you rock

Hallowicked till infinity, the wicked shit’ll never stop

We get this bitch so high that my head is spinnin'

Fuck every jugga-ho is how the fuck I’m feelin'

This is some of that scary, it won’t quit

Juggalos, tell me do you want the mothafuckin' wicked shit?

It’s my favorite time to haunt the streets

Anybody Killa!

Snatchin' all yo' goodies and handin' out bloody treats

Fuck a costume, I’m scary enough

Devil’s Night, Hallowicked, get yo' axe, raise em' up

I can smell the souls and the spirits

And every Hallowicked when the clouds blow by, I can hear em'

Tellin' me to celebrate the dead for life

And every Hallowicked night

Stab everything in sight

I love it when it rains every Halloween

My nose runnin' like a faucet

While I’m steady tryin' to trick-or-treat

Wagglin' my dick at every jack-o-lantern I see

Until your mom gets mad and calls the cops on me

Hallowicked is the only day of the year I get to be myself

Instead of trying to be normal like you or anybody else

Psychopathic in this bitch, you know how we ride

Madrox, Twiztid for life, EASTSIIIIDE!