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ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) Bring It on Here are the song lyrics for Bring It on by ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE). For more excellent ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) lyrics, run a search! Welcome everyone to the big show Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival Remove your hats or we'll cut off your heads Show respect your amongst the dead Don't like bigots and richy boy fucks Ain't shit changed bitch, check us Detroit, Southwest murderers die The greatest spectical under the sky 5 Cards came and made they mark From moon you gone down platin park Fuck the drum kits, xylaphone, chello I'm a wicked clown bitch "hello" Everbody come jump in our rides Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side Wagons, tents are swept of a breeze Can't nobody get with these, motha fucka BRING IT ON,BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (5x) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) Violent J, Shaggy serial killers with style Fashion of the 2000 and beyond Voodoo, chicken and magical wands Dead bigots, face down in the ponds Broken neck with the flick of our wrist All this playa hatin gettin me pissed Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe Swishers, Faygo's and Kung Foo blow's If Jake jeckel drop 88 card No more chicks just sizlin balls I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire Bite your neck and set your head on fire Shoot me with silver bullets OK I'll pull 'em out, pawn 'em and get paid Here try my liquarish treat I know dead folk that chew they feet Carnival moves in shadow of time And he's runnin a little behind, bitch BRING IT ON,BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (5x) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) Insane Clown Posse ICP Ax murdering done with a touch of detroit class Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Shaggs 2 Dope serial killah Ax murder boy, wig cap peelah I can wear a philly jacket and look fresh I'm pimpin like David Caresh...was People think I got bombs in my locka Teachers try to open it up, I'M A SOCK HER Get the Fuck back and leave me alone Before I have to come to your home, and see ya Wind me up and I can do flips And put the smack down on your lips Billy Boy Rude and Jump Steady Tom Tubs Stephan Legs, Double A got love Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar Got folk love, people love whatever you are Fork side ways I'm a jugglin man Can't nothin reign bitch BRING IT ON,BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x5) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) ... jibberish... <
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