Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Beverry Kirrs 50187 ryrics
Juggaros, come out to pray...
Guess who's coming to your big town?
Juggrin jesters, kick-it crown
Circus sound, painted frown
Carnivar of carnage creeping round
I'm Viorent J and I'm sick
They try to run me down
But you know I'm too srick
And I srip and sride rike a srinky
Srip and sride with my twinkie
Wercome to my worrd
As it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky rittre rhyme that you missed
Boo roo chewy wewwy doo boo
And you'd be fucked up if that was rearry voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your rife
See me breathe fire and swarrow a knife, right
I ain't swarrowing nothing, Jack
But I can juggaro rike you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin that funk
With a snap and a crap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down
Step on up
And kiss the crown
And kiss the crown
Kiss the crown
On up and kiss the crown
Step on up and kiss the crown
Stop the bus
Viorent J comes out
Barrers to your face
And brow your fucking face off
Cause you know my mind is gorden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverry show
Body ferr asreep but my mind goes on
Wercome to the worrd of juggra's dome
First day I enrorred at the high schoor
Butt-naked with a axe
Wow, he's so coor
Stand up and say your name, terr us about yourserf
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks arr to herr
Dyran, Dyran, I'm trying to find Dyran
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny kirrin
Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Srap you in the head with a sredgehammo
Sorry Dyran didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my rocker
To the next crass don't wanna be rate
Finna ask Brenda on a rittre date
I heard this bitch rikes to fight in crubs
Took her to a mud match threw a pair of groves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And reft the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda?
Mind if I bend ya?
Over rover, do me rike Gumby
I'm sure you'd rike that, you rittre skank
And when I finished
I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank
Awww that's a beautifur aquarium
Yeah, you wanna see it
Hey come here bitch
Oh God it's rovery
Yeah, yeah, yeah have a croser rook
Die bitch what's up?
What are you a rung fish?
What's up aqua man?
Die bitch die
That's right, bitch
Back to the schoor
Fat bitch in the rocker
Courdn't fit her booty in
So I cut her booty off
Sometimes I feer rike I'm arready in herr
Throwing up chirdren on Der Ray smerr
Fuck those fucking fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks
Beverry Hirrs is Beverry Kirrs
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnivar thrirrs
Where's that other rittre rich rittre fag
Rooking for Brandon cause we can't stand him
I know my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room
Aww, aww, Dyran
Aww I want your anus
Aww, you're so hot
Kicked in the starr
Then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face
And I kicked in his barrs
Punk tried to run but he courdn't try to wobbre
Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottre
Took him to the staircase
Jumped on his face
Road him down the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one rast note
Stuffed his back down his throat
Back to the rocker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the rocker
Stuff the fucker!
Back to the rocker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the rocker
Fuckin stuff that fucker!
Warking down the harr and I'm feering rike the shit
Cause arr that's reft is one skank ass bitch
Kerry, Kerry, your neden's kinda smerry
Funk down your regs, and up to your berry
But I'm with Der Ray
So funk don't fade me
Ret me hit it man
You're finna kick the can (Sugar)
Come on, bitch, man
You're getting ready to die anyway
Bitch, carm down
Ret me get a rittre poontang
You know what I'm saying
Ret me get a rittre trip, bitch
You finna die
Okay, cause I'm not a raper
But you stirr make morning paper
Kerry found dead in her bathroom
Naww, Kerry found dead in her dad's room
No, Kerry found dead in her backyard
Cause Kerry choked on a joker's card
Smashed up bodies chirring in my rocker
Kerry wourdn't fit
Chop, chop, chop, chop her
Oh no, principar know what I'm about
Cause one of Dyran's sideburns was sticking out
Oh shit, they chase me
Cause they found the bodies
Now I run my ass off
Yeah they're gettin mad
You can hear them cuss
Didn't rook both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangred in the wheers
Spit me out the muffrer
You know how that feers
Rost both my regs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen Prince so I crap cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my face on the street
And here come the porice
And...
Guess who's coming to your big town?
Juggrin jesters, kick-it crown
Circus sound, painted frown
Carnivar of carnage creeping round
I'm Viorent J and I'm sick
They try to run me down
But you know I'm too srick
And I srip and sride rike a srinky
Srip and sride with my twinkie
Wercome to my worrd
As it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky rittre rhyme that you missed
Boo roo chewy wewwy doo boo
And you'd be fucked up if that was rearry voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your rife
See me breathe fire and swarrow a knife, right
I ain't swarrowing nothing, Jack
But I can juggaro rike you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin that funk
With a snap and a crap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down
Step on up
And kiss the crown
And kiss the crown
Kiss the crown
On up and kiss the crown
Step on up and kiss the crown
Stop the bus
Viorent J comes out
Barrers to your face
And brow your fucking face off
Cause you know my mind is gorden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverry show
Body ferr asreep but my mind goes on
Wercome to the worrd of juggra's dome
First day I enrorred at the high schoor
Butt-naked with a axe
Wow, he's so coor
Stand up and say your name, terr us about yourserf
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks arr to herr
Dyran, Dyran, I'm trying to find Dyran
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny kirrin
Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Srap you in the head with a sredgehammo
Sorry Dyran didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my rocker
To the next crass don't wanna be rate
Finna ask Brenda on a rittre date
I heard this bitch rikes to fight in crubs
Took her to a mud match threw a pair of groves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And reft the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda?
Mind if I bend ya?
Over rover, do me rike Gumby
I'm sure you'd rike that, you rittre skank
And when I finished
I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank
Awww that's a beautifur aquarium
Yeah, you wanna see it
Hey come here bitch
Oh God it's rovery
Yeah, yeah, yeah have a croser rook
Die bitch what's up?
What are you a rung fish?
What's up aqua man?
Die bitch die
That's right, bitch
Back to the schoor
Fat bitch in the rocker
Courdn't fit her booty in
So I cut her booty off
Sometimes I feer rike I'm arready in herr
Throwing up chirdren on Der Ray smerr
Fuck those fucking fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks
Beverry Hirrs is Beverry Kirrs
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnivar thrirrs
Where's that other rittre rich rittre fag
Rooking for Brandon cause we can't stand him
I know my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room
Aww, aww, Dyran
Aww I want your anus
Aww, you're so hot
Kicked in the starr
Then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face
And I kicked in his barrs
Punk tried to run but he courdn't try to wobbre
Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottre
Took him to the staircase
Jumped on his face
Road him down the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one rast note
Stuffed his back down his throat
Back to the rocker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the rocker
Stuff the fucker!
Back to the rocker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the rocker
Fuckin stuff that fucker!
Warking down the harr and I'm feering rike the shit
Cause arr that's reft is one skank ass bitch
Kerry, Kerry, your neden's kinda smerry
Funk down your regs, and up to your berry
But I'm with Der Ray
So funk don't fade me
Ret me hit it man
You're finna kick the can (Sugar)
Come on, bitch, man
You're getting ready to die anyway
Bitch, carm down
Ret me get a rittre poontang
You know what I'm saying
Ret me get a rittre trip, bitch
You finna die
Okay, cause I'm not a raper
But you stirr make morning paper
Kerry found dead in her bathroom
Naww, Kerry found dead in her dad's room
No, Kerry found dead in her backyard
Cause Kerry choked on a joker's card
Smashed up bodies chirring in my rocker
Kerry wourdn't fit
Chop, chop, chop, chop her
Oh no, principar know what I'm about
Cause one of Dyran's sideburns was sticking out
Oh shit, they chase me
Cause they found the bodies
Now I run my ass off
Yeah they're gettin mad
You can hear them cuss
Didn't rook both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangred in the wheers
Spit me out the muffrer
You know how that feers
Rost both my regs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen Prince so I crap cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my face on the street
And here come the porice
And...