I choke
(No)
Might as well hold up, aight listen
(F**kin` go)
I stab you with an umbrella and then open it
(No)
`Cause I`m sick like a diseased Ethiopian
(That s**t`s wack)

No wait, f**k that, aight hold up
(Aight come on)
Wait a second, listen
I peel your cap back with a cannon ball

I buck `em all, f**k `em all
(Yeah)
We standin` tall, Three 6 Mafia
(Yes, yes)
Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid
(No)

We used to, we used to, we used to rob for them petty things
Like a gold chain, or a mothaf**kin` pinky ring, now it`s cocaine
If you see me on the dope train, I`m the dope man
Cigarettes in my right hand, ready to make a stand

Old folks scared of eye-gain, out the window pane
They be lookin` wit a migraine while I catch a drain
And you know it`s a f**kin` shame
When you in this game tryin` to sell to a sprung lane
I control ya brain

Now do my ni**as bust glocks, f**k wit us bitch, see
It`s the buckest of the four, bust a trick make `em bleed
Through his neck, through his back, ni**a cover them, hoes
Ain`t no else gonna be workin` when you twirkin` with some pros

Automatic weapon carrier, silence on the barrier, hang `em in the closet
Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face
We wilin` out like some cowboys
Hoe we need the G`s and I`m talkin` like now boys

We be just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of s**t, bitch
You can`t compete

Just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of s**t, bitch
You can`t compete

We the click that don`t play
Quick to rip your head off and hand it to Violent J
And bury it away, I`m on a spree
Killin` for free without a conscience
Bitches we on a mission to bomb s**t

Twiztid, ICP, with that Triple Six Click
Hoes that pop lip, can eat a dick or get your neck slit
I`m havin` these memory lapses of bodies off in the caskets
With no heads, Monoxide, ruler of tha dead

We 50-deep on the lawn with the Psychopathic leathers on
You say it`s on so come bring it on
We gettin` drunk at your funerals
Treat us like we criminals, we juggalo individuals

We just anotha crazy click ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six
All up in this bitch and we runnin` s**t
We doin` drive-bys on all y`all wit chain saws
Pure uncut, redefinin` rugged and raw

We be just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of s**t, bitch
You can`t compete

Just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of s**t, bitch
You can`t compete

Just anotha crazy click to f**k around and bury ya
Takin` care of ya, we the scarier than malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
Chokin` anybody I find, I`m takin` mine

Ya muthaf**kas can`t get near it, `cause ya fear it
Look at my glass eye, I`m sick like Lou Gherig
I don`t know Judo, but I go kill ya
F**k you up so bad, a wheel chair couldn`t see ya

Listen, you hear that slut?
That was me, pullin` this stick out ya butt
I`m a juggalo, serial killa, steady screamin`, f**k y`all
I stab bitches wit a chain saw

We walk around Compton and Watts, beatin` scrubs up
And right into thugs face, I throw the dubs up
We tearin` clubs up down south from the D
Three Six y`all, Twiztid and ICP
Baby what?

We be just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets
With them calicos, all kinds of s**t, bitch
You can`t compete

Just anotha crazy click
Doin` whatever to get us by when we pumped up
You outta luck bitch, I ain`t gonna lie, put ya guards up
Show `em who really runnin` the streets