Artist/Band:
Insane Clown Posse
Lyrics for Song: Red Christmas
Lyrics for Album: A Carnival Christmas EP [1994]
Jingle my muh'fuckin' balls bitch!
Insane Clown Posse back in this muthafucka
Hey yo, Violent J, what's uuuup!!!
(Violent J)
It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter
It's midnight, I land my sleigh
Make way For jolly Saint J
Climbed down the chimney for the murder
Dressed as the fat man everyones heard of
Shimme down shimme down
What the fuck?!
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 fuck around
Anybody Home?
I creep
Tippy toes cause they asleep
I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
I got a gift for all y'all
What's That? I better hide quick
Oh fuck, it's the real Saint Nick
He must've been takin' a shit
But regardless, I better move quick
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
Fucked around and got my damn neck broke
He's strapped, he shot, he didn't miss
I had a red Christmas
I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas
The kind Ill never ever get
Cause if you have a dead Christmas
That means your dead and that's the end
Merry merry Christmas you fuckin chump!!
Seasons greetings loser!
Hey 2 Dope, kick it!
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Jack Frost nibbles, huh
But fuck that
I ain't got a home so he nibbles on my nutsack
And my buttcrack, toes and elbows
My nose is froze
Fuck you hoes
So I made a friend like me, a snowman
He was down with the clown like a pro, man
Had a hat and eyes out of charcoal
And a pipe, we filled it with indo
Me and him sing songs in the snowflakes
He ate snowballs, I ate corn flakes
And we both would freeze our balls off
I was there everytime his head falls off
I put it back on for him with a smile
He was my boy, made from a snowpile
Then the smog 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 meltin' and I was just fine
He got pissed and pulled out a nine
"If I shuld die, your comin with me
Cause we're Boys"
And Hit Me
Damn Im dyin', I'm dead
He got his wish
And all's I got was another red Christmas
Silent Night
Violent Fight
Now I'm dead
One to the head
Christmas this year,
It seems so whack
Happy New Year bitch boy
Hey, I got a New Year's resolution for your chicken faced
momma, to kiss my muthafuckin' ass ...WOO!!
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells
Jingle all the way
Ask your fuckin' mama bitch,
The ICP don't play
Wicked clown, wicked clown
Bitches drop your drawers
Don't talk back
Just suck my sack
And fiddle with my balls
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