Lyric My Fun House - Insane Clown Posse

Lyric Song My Fun House: Rich boy s in trouble
Car broke down on a drive through the ghetto
All the weird peopleyou gotta get the fuck out
Need to use the phonestep into my funhouse
Hey yodopelooks like we got another
He d like to go for a ride on the neck cutter
Straight to the cart for the next spectacular
Just to knowit s a dead body sittin next to ya
Get ready for the carnival thrills
Should of cut your little faggot ass in the hills
Boom! through the door into the roomyou gotta check it out
It s where we cut your fingers off and stick em in your mouth
That should show you that you greedy little rich fuck If you re bucking with
the juggla you re a dead duck
Eight fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hallthe room with jokeros
That s where you get by seventeen wicked clowns
For the seventeen dead bodies never found
And they jump on your back until your ribs crack
Toss you in the cart and push you down the deli tracks
Spinning and twistingrolling and bumping
The dead fuck next to ya is trying to tell ya somethin
Listen closeyou can barely make it out
yquot;Bitchyou ain t shit in my electric funhouseyquot;
yquot;Help meI m trapped in here Somebody let me out
Oh my god!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!yquot;
Come hererich boy
My head is spinning 360 degrees
Richie richie richie
Come here
Bitchfuck youyeahknow what I m saying
Wicked clowns running the funhouse
Ain t no way to get out until the killer gets your neck cut like a man
Pick a cardany cardany motherfucking card
A joker s card
Sorrybitchthe luck of the draw
Violent J s gonna have to ice your jaw
Snapbangsnipboom
Send that motherfucker off to the next room
Crash through the doors on the windy spinny trail
Through a loop de loop and into a big nail
Straight through his left eye and out the back of his head
Is he dead
Nocause he has to go to the next phase
It s the room of giggles because of your ways
You like to sit and laugh at people when they suffer
Wellnow you sit and watch me laugh when I stick your mother
It s the funhousebitcheverything s funny
You act like whipping on your ass ain t funny
And the ride of your life only gets faster
Off to the R r r ringmaster
I take my bobo gun and blow your fuckin mouth in
Ehyothe next roomit s called the chicken pen
And it s a little tribute to the bigots of the south
We take a dead chicken shove it in your mouth
And we stuff it down your throat with a pitchfork
Cuz you re a big gutthat s what you get for it
Now I take your sorry ass and I throw you out
Cuz I don t need your dead body stinkin up my funhouse
Funhousestinkin up my funhaugh!
I got himI got himI got him
Right hereI got him
Ohhe got away
Come onthat wayget him
Little baby s peeing his pants
Come here little boy
I got some candy
Mommy ain t gonna help ya knowyou little bitch
Yeahrich asssnitch assbitch ass ho
You get your motherfucking next chopped in Violent J s Fun House
So don t fuck with the wicked clownsyou punk ass bitch
Come herelittle boy
I have some candy for ya
I crack your head in a DLT
Little boycome out come out
Wherever you are
You re father s so funny
Look at the blood
I liked him
I like it
This little kiddy s getting his necked chopped off tonight
Ohcome here
Little richiecome here
Your mommy says for you to come with me
You re so scared
Why you shakinglittle boy
What s the matterhuh
Awwwlittle richie s scared
Look at the blood
Awwwhe s crying
BITCH!!!