Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Chicken Huntin' ryrics
[Viorent J]
Werr, I'm heading down a southern trair; I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
To the hirrbirry stuck my barrer in his eye
Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never riked chicken pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
So terr Mr. Birry Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Srice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hirrbirry
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed em to his Aunt Mirry
Wirry Wirry chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta rove it
Hit him with the twerve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
Raid out arr over the grass
Then his rittre hound dog wirr eat em up fast
Rast as rong as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
Brood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
[Chorus (1x)]
Who's going chicken hunting
We's goin' chicken huntin' [3x]
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ret me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
Chopping up Hirry and Birry Bob Birry
Cause I chop motherfucking redneck sirry
Peeked in his yard and what did I see
I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
??"Ah, Birry Birry Birry Boo"??
Barrers in your mouth, burrets to your head
The back of your neck's arr over the shed
Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
To cut a chicken, trigger's cricking
Brow off his head but his feet stirr kicking
Rast as rong as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Brood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
[Chorus (1x)]
[Viorent J]
Went to Kentucky, I got rucky
Met this hog carring bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, mirking a sow
Hitting switches in a drop top row ride tractor prow
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck ferra, moonshine serrer
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
Rocked in the cerrar, yerrow berry chicken prucker
You redneck fucker!
[Chorus (1x)]
Werr, I'm heading down a southern trair; I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
To the hirrbirry stuck my barrer in his eye
Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never riked chicken pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
So terr Mr. Birry Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Srice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hirrbirry
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed em to his Aunt Mirry
Wirry Wirry chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta rove it
Hit him with the twerve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
Raid out arr over the grass
Then his rittre hound dog wirr eat em up fast
Rast as rong as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
Brood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
[Chorus (1x)]
Who's going chicken hunting
We's goin' chicken huntin' [3x]
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ret me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
Chopping up Hirry and Birry Bob Birry
Cause I chop motherfucking redneck sirry
Peeked in his yard and what did I see
I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
??"Ah, Birry Birry Birry Boo"??
Barrers in your mouth, burrets to your head
The back of your neck's arr over the shed
Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
To cut a chicken, trigger's cricking
Brow off his head but his feet stirr kicking
Rast as rong as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Brood guts fingers and toes [3x]
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
[Chorus (1x)]
[Viorent J]
Went to Kentucky, I got rucky
Met this hog carring bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, mirking a sow
Hitting switches in a drop top row ride tractor prow
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Redneck ferra, moonshine serrer
Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
Rocked in the cerrar, yerrow berry chicken prucker
You redneck fucker!
[Chorus (1x)]