This song is written as the perspective of the boys in the street, as a whole, and what path they are going to choose as they get older and grow into men. (This is why the music video takes place in an orphanage.) The seen, and unseen collective suffering is imbedded in the boys’ mind, consciously or subconsciously, and is haunting them. Which path will the boys choose? Issac Hayes is the voice of reason, maybe God, the angel on his shoulder, or the voice of his forefathers from beyond the grave who can see the big picture and are pleading with the boys not to continue the violence and pattern of killing their brothers, but to rise above. The most beautiful song and has so many levels. Racism towards African Americans in America would not exist if everyone sat down and listened to this song and understood the history behind the words. The power, fear, pleading in RZA and Ghostface voices are genuine and powerful. Issac Hayes’ strong voice makes the perfect strong father figure, who is possibly from beyond the grave.
Kottonmouth Kings, Insane Clown Posse!!
When I get to California...
(It's on!!)
When I get there...
(Suburban Noize!!)
When I get to California...
Hook me up with one of them chicks,
(Psychoathic!!)
And when you get to the Mid-West...
(It's on motherfucka!)
I'll hook you up with a Juggalette Y'all!
He's the Visual Assassin with the (??) killa
Seen him drink a lot but I Have yet to see him spill a drop,
He rap to hip-hop in his heart,
Try and Battle Pak he'll fuckin' tear you're ass apart,
I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo,
My flow connect nice like old school Lego's,
Whassup homes? just a West-Coast loadie,
My Rhyme is nice, slow and stoney,
See all these Psycho Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical,
FBI got us all listed down as radicals,
Government officials takin' life long sabbaticals,
Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop something classical,
I'm with the kings lies, murders, state to state,
Dog Boy (??) set the record straight,
Fuck that bullshit that never went down,
So we come as one to fuck up your town!!
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with Psychopathic,
Richter let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid,
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP,
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the weed,
Kottonmouth Kings, and ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs,
We mashed through your city like robotic beasts,
See all the slave rockin' robots followin' the masses,
I watch the world through faygo-vision glasses,
Kings and the clown droppin sellouts like acid,
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic,
To all nonbelievers who think this is a joke,
Grab the faygo when you start to choke,
In the pit at a show come summertime,
A million juggalos to blow your fuckin mind,
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the place,
And cleared the room out like nuclear waste,
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings,
They smoke buds, I smoke little white things,
I'm a base-head feinding for your change,
AAAHHHH!
And I'm Strange!
So walk in I'll put you in a torture rack,
And boot your nut bag around like a hacky sack,
I told you "Fuck the World" and I meant it,
I owe the Government money, but I spent it,
I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck,
Yo, She probably had syphillis, I give a fuck though,
I'm gonna die, Hell we're all gonna die,
You think the juggalo give a damn? Bye!
I'm going off like a nuclear time bomb,
TICK TICK BOOM! MOTHERFUCKER!,
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe...
(quiet dialogue.. "your sister says hi")
When I get to California...
(It's on!!)
When I get there...
(Suburban Noize!!)
When I get to California...
Hook me up with one of them chicks,
(Psychoathic!!)
And when you get to the Mid-West...
(It's on motherfucka!)
I'll hook you up with a Juggalette Y'all!
He's the Visual Assassin with the (??) killa
Seen him drink a lot but I Have yet to see him spill a drop,
He rap to hip-hop in his heart,
Try and Battle Pak he'll fuckin' tear you're ass apart,
I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo,
My flow connect nice like old school Lego's,
Whassup homes? just a West-Coast loadie,
My Rhyme is nice, slow and stoney,
See all these Psycho Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical,
FBI got us all listed down as radicals,
Government officials takin' life long sabbaticals,
Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop something classical,
I'm with the kings lies, murders, state to state,
Dog Boy (??) set the record straight,
Fuck that bullshit that never went down,
So we come as one to fuck up your town!!
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with Psychopathic,
Richter let 'em know who Juggalo I got your back kid,
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP,
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the weed,
Kottonmouth Kings, and ICP,
We from the West,
They from the East,
With a bag of keif and a box of spliffs,
We mashed through your city like robotic beasts,
See all the slave rockin' robots followin' the masses,
I watch the world through faygo-vision glasses,
Kings and the clown droppin sellouts like acid,
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic,
To all nonbelievers who think this is a joke,
Grab the faygo when you start to choke,
In the pit at a show come summertime,
A million juggalos to blow your fuckin mind,
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the place,
And cleared the room out like nuclear waste,
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth Kings,
They smoke buds, I smoke little white things,
I'm a base-head feinding for your change,
AAAHHHH!
And I'm Strange!
So walk in I'll put you in a torture rack,
And boot your nut bag around like a hacky sack,
I told you "Fuck the World" and I meant it,
I owe the Government money, but I spent it,
I bought a hooker and banged her in my truck,
Yo, She probably had syphillis, I give a fuck though,
I'm gonna die, Hell we're all gonna die,
You think the juggalo give a damn? Bye!
I'm going off like a nuclear time bomb,
TICK TICK BOOM! MOTHERFUCKER!,
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
It's the Wickit, the Wickit, the Wickit Wickit Klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
(??) and all types of things
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe
Kottonmouth Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the East
True terror is back, you better believe...
(quiet dialogue.. "your sister says hi")
Lyrics submitted by hawk606
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NO COMMENTS, ICP and KMK FUKIN RULES
hell yea...this is one of the best colaborations ( or however it is spelled) KMK has