Red Christmas Lyrics

Jiggle my mutha f**ken balls, bitch
Insane Clown Posse is back in this mutha f**ka
Hey yo, Violent J, whats up?

It's Christmas, time for a sadah, maybe your wife
Maybe your daughter, it's midnight, I land my sleigh
Make way for jolly St.J, climb down the chimney for the murder
Dressed as the fat man everyone's heard of , shimmy down
Shimmy down, what the f**k, somebody help me, I'm stuck

Now, what to do, I feel whack, I got stuck in a chimney stack
But I hack and shimmer on down Santa Claus Clown
Can't f**k around, now living room, I creep, tiptoes
'Cuz they asleep, I pulled out the axle and slid down the hall
I got a gift for all of y'all

What's that, I better hide quick, oh f**k, it's the real St.Nick
And he must've been taken a shit but regardless
I better move quick now, so I jumped him, Santa's no joke
f**ked around got my damn neck broke
He strap, he shot, he didn't miss gunshots, ho, ho, ho
I had a red Christmas

"I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas, the kind you'll never have again
'Cuz if you have a dead Christmas that means you're dead
And that's the end"

Have a merry Christmas you f**kin' chump
Seasons greatings loser, yo 2 Dope kick it

Jack Frost nibbles, ha, but f**k that I ain't got a home
So he nibbles on my nut sack and my butt crack, toes and elbows
My nutz is froze, f**k you hoes, so I made a friend like me
A snow man, he was down with the clown like a blow man
Had a hat and eyes outta charcoal and a pipe, we fill it with endow

Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes, he ate snowballs
I ate cornflakes and we both would freeze our ballz off
I was there every time his head fallz off, I put it back on for him
With a smile, he was my boy, made from a snow pile
Then the storm came, a blizzard, snow, wind, ice, a blizzard
We pulled through we hid in an alley, the next day
It was like sunny valley

He was melting and I was just fine
He got pissed and pulled out a nine

If I'm gonna die you should come with me 'cuz we boyz
It hit me, damn I'm dying, I'm dead he got his wish
And all I got was another red Christmas

Silent night, Violent fight, now I'm dead one to the head
Christmas this year seemed so whack

'Happy New Year' bitch, boy, hey, I got a new years resolution
For your chicken a*s mutha to kiss my mutha f**ken a*s

Jingle bellz, jingle bellz, jingle all the way
Pa*s your f**ken mom up if the ICP don't play
Hey, Wicked Clowns, Wicked Clowns
Bitches, drop your drawers
Don't talk back just s*ck my sack and fiddle with my ballz

Yeah, ICP, Southwest forthe life, Christmas time
Know what I'm sayin' Mr.Chris Cringle, you fat bitch
Mutha f**ka never came, shit, I'm a slap your across
Your red a*s face mutha f**ka, Southwest down

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