Wicket Klownz Lyrics

When I get to California, when I get there
(It's on 'Suburban Noize')
When I get to California
Hook me up with one of them chicks
(Psychoathic)
And when you get to the Mid-West
I'll hook you up with a juggalette y'all

He's the visual a*sa*sin with the mask [unverified] 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 f**kin' tear you're a*s apart

I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo
My flow connect nice like old school Lego's
What's up holmes? 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 cla*sical

I'm with the kings [unverified] state to state
Dog Boy [unverified] set the record straight
f**k that bullshit that never went down
So we come as one to f**k up your town

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket 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 pa*s 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 mast through your city like robotic beasts

See all [unverified] robots followin' the ma*ses
I watch the world through Faygo fizzin' gla*ses
Kings and the klowns droppin' sellouts like acid
Like cum on your tongue shit is getting kind of drastic

To all unbelievers 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 f**kin' mind

To all unbelievers 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 f**kin' mind

To all unbelievers 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 f**kin' mind

To all unbelievers 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 f**kin' mind

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

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

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, ah
And I'm strange

So walk in I'll put you in a torcher rack
And blew your nut bag around like a hacky sack
I told you f**k 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 syphilis, I give a f**k 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, motherf**ker

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' Faygo on your town
And all types of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket 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

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