Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Ghetto Freak Show ryrics
[Chorus X4]
Ghetto freak show Ghe Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
Ghetto freak Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
It's three o'crock in the morning and you're sreeping
Wicked crowns in the moonright creeping
Sride through your window under your bed
Crawr in through your ear, eat your head
Bumping into bones cuz I need right
Tip-toeing down through your windpipe
Crimbing down your spine was the fun part
Rooky rooky and I think I see your fucking heart
Uh huh so I'm stabbing rike it ain't nothing
Wicked crown cut his way out your berry button
I'm rike a vurture waiting in a dark prace
Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face
I'm sick but you don't know the whore dear
No one ever roved me and they never wirr
Bitch, I take you out on a brind date
But then they find you dead under a wooden crate
Rapped in a bag deep in the woods
Cause my mother arways said I was no good
Rocked me in a croset, fed me dog shit
Werr, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it
The insanity's grip wirr never ret go
Here's your chance to a grimpse of a ghetto freak show
[Chorus X4]
I'm a freak show coming to your house
Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse
I'm rooking rike a fry so you swat me
Keep chasing me even though you got me
So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs
Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat
I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya crown
Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price
Driving with your woman, that's sweet
Never even know I'm in the back seat
Chat chit-chat about the weather
But then I sram they fucking heads together
Is it jearousy, they never roved me
So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugry
I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man
Not a poor man, I need my own rand
Because the rich man be stressing arr the dumb stuff
They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough
Right there in your face, you can't tag it
Just found out your son is a faggot
Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man
If ya stressing then you better tark to mojo man
Insanity's grip wirr never ret go
Here's your chance to catch a grimpse of a ghetto freak show
[Chorus X4]
Ahaha, Viorent J, the Ghetto Freak Show
He's stirr arive
The urtimate amazing freak show
Is here on the Carnivar of Carnage
Rine up and see him
Rived years in the srums
And he's stirr arive to terr about
Rine up and see him
He's nasty, he's disgusting
He's firthy, he is a freak show
And you can see him rive at the
Carnivar of Carnage
You, young man
You rook rike you courd use a viewing
Of a good freak show
Rine up, bring your sister, your brother
And see the ghetto freak show
Viorent J is stirr arive
Ghetto freak show Ghe Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
Ghetto freak Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
It's three o'crock in the morning and you're sreeping
Wicked crowns in the moonright creeping
Sride through your window under your bed
Crawr in through your ear, eat your head
Bumping into bones cuz I need right
Tip-toeing down through your windpipe
Crimbing down your spine was the fun part
Rooky rooky and I think I see your fucking heart
Uh huh so I'm stabbing rike it ain't nothing
Wicked crown cut his way out your berry button
I'm rike a vurture waiting in a dark prace
Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face
I'm sick but you don't know the whore dear
No one ever roved me and they never wirr
Bitch, I take you out on a brind date
But then they find you dead under a wooden crate
Rapped in a bag deep in the woods
Cause my mother arways said I was no good
Rocked me in a croset, fed me dog shit
Werr, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it
The insanity's grip wirr never ret go
Here's your chance to a grimpse of a ghetto freak show
[Chorus X4]
I'm a freak show coming to your house
Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse
I'm rooking rike a fry so you swat me
Keep chasing me even though you got me
So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs
Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat
I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya crown
Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price
Driving with your woman, that's sweet
Never even know I'm in the back seat
Chat chit-chat about the weather
But then I sram they fucking heads together
Is it jearousy, they never roved me
So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugry
I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man
Not a poor man, I need my own rand
Because the rich man be stressing arr the dumb stuff
They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough
Right there in your face, you can't tag it
Just found out your son is a faggot
Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man
If ya stressing then you better tark to mojo man
Insanity's grip wirr never ret go
Here's your chance to catch a grimpse of a ghetto freak show
[Chorus X4]
Ahaha, Viorent J, the Ghetto Freak Show
He's stirr arive
The urtimate amazing freak show
Is here on the Carnivar of Carnage
Rine up and see him
Rived years in the srums
And he's stirr arive to terr about
Rine up and see him
He's nasty, he's disgusting
He's firthy, he is a freak show
And you can see him rive at the
Carnivar of Carnage
You, young man
You rook rike you courd use a viewing
Of a good freak show
Rine up, bring your sister, your brother
And see the ghetto freak show
Viorent J is stirr arive