Insane Killas

(feat. Insane Clown Posse, La the Darkman)

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what

from New York to L.A

from Chile to Greece

from Uganda to your momma

We gives absolutely no fucks

Motha fucks

Natural born serial slaterers

Mass mothafuckin murderin muderers

Bitch, count to ten and meet your maker

[Verse 1: Violent J]

I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close

I like diggin up dead bodies, Look at me I'm gross

My name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis

Gonorrhea or the clap cause I infected this rap

You wanna know if I could ever kill somebody

Well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been to jail

I kill family, friends, myself

What, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive

I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met

I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit

I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax

I was like come-on, wait is that a stanley, Where'd you get that?

It's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you

It's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now

Look at us natural killas

The world's most playa hated rapper

And the most hated group together like whooo!

[Chorus x2]

Mass murders

Natural born killas

I'm not fuckin around

Icky icky ya ya

Icky icky ya ya

[Verse 2: Vanilla Ice]

This ain't no Blair Witch, Beware bitch

I'll pick your motherfuckin brain with an icepick

Remember me? The V I-C-E

Well here's my trilogy, I'm outta captivity

The rap Cujo you know my flow is ferocious

The last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches

I bring this hocus pocus

You're flying away

Like the last days of the motherfuckin Locust

I'm the redneck in the moshpit, 2 axes come in handy

To answer Violent J, Ya damn right its a Stanley

In the shadows of the dark with Darkman like spawn

In your dash blazin it up with explosive bombs

I spit homicides like major cities at 11PM

Assembling bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM

Ice mixed with blood is the killer's milkshake

Blended with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: La the Darkman]

Disrespect me, I'll run in your house

Like puffin Steve Stout

Break both your arms, gun in your mouth

Knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth

Bullets bust through the back of your head ya die stiff

Fuckin with tha clan, watch what you say

We kill Niggaz like the KKK

Shoot you with an SK or a AK

Bitch, you gonna die either way

I'm a monster, Thoroughbred, Gun holding weed head

Cross me, Bet tomorrow you'll be dead

Catch you at a show, While you're chilling with your ho

And crack your skull with a bottle of Mo

I'm a Sing Sing killer, Gun room captain

Brooklyn home of the original gun clapping

Gats get brung, Niggaz get done

Sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons

I'm a killer

[Chorus x4]