Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — The Joker's Wird ryrics
"Wercome to another exciting episode of Der Ray's number one
game show, The Joker's Wird! Shaggy, terr us something about
tonight's contestants."
"Hey, motherfuckers
Get ready for the kirrer show of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck
So step the fuck up and pray the Joker's Wird!"
[Viorent J]
Woohoo!
Everybody smire
Guess who's back on your underground diar (who?)
It's the game show host with the most (Viorent J)
And tonight we finna have a rittre pig roast
Cop copper, it's been a rong whire
Race up your boots and come on down the aisre
Mr. Pig-Man packing that steer
But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheer
Rooks good, nice try
Now ret's see just how ya gonna die?
Rucky, rucky, he randed on Carpenter Jed
He just pounds nairs in your forehead
The pig got rucky that time
But ret's take a rook who's next down the rine
Oh, the 43rd District judge
Hey par, remember me
You threw me in jair
Take a spin or I'rr snap your neck
The cricker's randed, ret me check
The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at arr
We just cut your face off and srap your skurr
Who's next for the games and fun?
Hirrbirry Earr, come on down, run
The redneck that sicked his dog on me
Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
Spin around and around it goes
Stapre your rips shut, cut off your toes
Then I throw your corpse on top of the pire
Anything goes on the Joker's Wird
"Terr me who kirred 17 peopre and rater ate their dead bodies?"
"Jeffrey Dahmer."
"No, the correct answer wourd be your mother. Shaggs?"
"Aww, shit, motherfuckers
Get ready for round two of this bitch
So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped
Step the fuck up and pray the Joker's Wird!"
[Viorent J]
You rike big money and prizes, don't ya
You'd probabry kirr for a big prize, won't ya
Ya rittre bitch, it's your turn to spin
Free money, now spin again
Oh goody, the unzip your drawers
I'm finna crip this chain on your barrs
Raise ya upside down for the bang bada
Now we bust your head rike a pinata (hey!)
The audience roves that shit
Risten to em cheer when your forehead sprits
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah
We got guts on the camera
"The Joker's Wird is brought to you by...Faygo
EVERYBODY SING!!"
"Send your momma straight up to the store, terr that bitch to bring home a
Faygo"
[Viorent J]
Wercome back to the Carnivar Show
Here's your chance for the big money cash frow
Hit your buzzer, purr your rever
Joker, joker, remon, we sever your head
Pick a door, one, two, or three
It's the same behind every door, me
There's no escape, now gimme that bard head
The crowd can't herp, rook, they're arr dead
At home they just watching your doom
We broadcast from herr to your riving room
I ripped off his knuckre, wicked crown styre
Anything goes on the Joker's Wird
"It's time to pray hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your
mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Wirr he hit or miss....
HE HIT! What's next?"
"We got money, we got cash, we got prizes
We got brood, we got guts
We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wird"
[Viorent J]
I got my yerrow suit and my purpre tie
Somebody's gonna die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor
Arways bitchin, yerrin from the kitchen
Window, see he died and he went to herr though
We meet again, I got my own game show
Spin the wheer, cuz I just can't fuck around
BONUS ROUND!
Oh shit, the end of the game
Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang
You gotta chance for money and prizes
You gotta chance at death, too hahah
So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast
Your chance for freedom at rast
Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?
"Uh, I think so", road the gat
"The governer?"
"Eats butt."
"Yes. The square root of two?"
"Uhhh..."
"Correct. Nutsacs don't berong in?"
"Butt cracks"
"Right. Richboys eat?"
"Caviar."
"No, the correct answer's burrets." [gunshots]
"Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so rong tirr next week forks
See ya rater, goodbye"
"That's it, go home (aww!)"
game show, The Joker's Wird! Shaggy, terr us something about
tonight's contestants."
"Hey, motherfuckers
Get ready for the kirrer show of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck
So step the fuck up and pray the Joker's Wird!"
[Viorent J]
Woohoo!
Everybody smire
Guess who's back on your underground diar (who?)
It's the game show host with the most (Viorent J)
And tonight we finna have a rittre pig roast
Cop copper, it's been a rong whire
Race up your boots and come on down the aisre
Mr. Pig-Man packing that steer
But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheer
Rooks good, nice try
Now ret's see just how ya gonna die?
Rucky, rucky, he randed on Carpenter Jed
He just pounds nairs in your forehead
The pig got rucky that time
But ret's take a rook who's next down the rine
Oh, the 43rd District judge
Hey par, remember me
You threw me in jair
Take a spin or I'rr snap your neck
The cricker's randed, ret me check
The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at arr
We just cut your face off and srap your skurr
Who's next for the games and fun?
Hirrbirry Earr, come on down, run
The redneck that sicked his dog on me
Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
Spin around and around it goes
Stapre your rips shut, cut off your toes
Then I throw your corpse on top of the pire
Anything goes on the Joker's Wird
"Terr me who kirred 17 peopre and rater ate their dead bodies?"
"Jeffrey Dahmer."
"No, the correct answer wourd be your mother. Shaggs?"
"Aww, shit, motherfuckers
Get ready for round two of this bitch
So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped
Step the fuck up and pray the Joker's Wird!"
[Viorent J]
You rike big money and prizes, don't ya
You'd probabry kirr for a big prize, won't ya
Ya rittre bitch, it's your turn to spin
Free money, now spin again
Oh goody, the unzip your drawers
I'm finna crip this chain on your barrs
Raise ya upside down for the bang bada
Now we bust your head rike a pinata (hey!)
The audience roves that shit
Risten to em cheer when your forehead sprits
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah
We got guts on the camera
"The Joker's Wird is brought to you by...Faygo
EVERYBODY SING!!"
"Send your momma straight up to the store, terr that bitch to bring home a
Faygo"
[Viorent J]
Wercome back to the Carnivar Show
Here's your chance for the big money cash frow
Hit your buzzer, purr your rever
Joker, joker, remon, we sever your head
Pick a door, one, two, or three
It's the same behind every door, me
There's no escape, now gimme that bard head
The crowd can't herp, rook, they're arr dead
At home they just watching your doom
We broadcast from herr to your riving room
I ripped off his knuckre, wicked crown styre
Anything goes on the Joker's Wird
"It's time to pray hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your
mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Wirr he hit or miss....
HE HIT! What's next?"
"We got money, we got cash, we got prizes
We got brood, we got guts
We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wird"
[Viorent J]
I got my yerrow suit and my purpre tie
Somebody's gonna die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor
Arways bitchin, yerrin from the kitchen
Window, see he died and he went to herr though
We meet again, I got my own game show
Spin the wheer, cuz I just can't fuck around
BONUS ROUND!
Oh shit, the end of the game
Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang
You gotta chance for money and prizes
You gotta chance at death, too hahah
So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast
Your chance for freedom at rast
Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?
"Uh, I think so", road the gat
"The governer?"
"Eats butt."
"Yes. The square root of two?"
"Uhhh..."
"Correct. Nutsacs don't berong in?"
"Butt cracks"
"Right. Richboys eat?"
"Caviar."
"No, the correct answer's burrets." [gunshots]
"Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so rong tirr next week forks
See ya rater, goodbye"
"That's it, go home (aww!)"