Beverly Kills Lyrics by Insane Clown Posse

Beverly Kills Lyrics

    Jugglers, come out to play...
    Guess who's coming to your big town
    Jugglin' jesters, kick-it clowns
    Circus sound, painted frown
    Carnival of carnage creeping round


    I'm violent j and i'm sick
    They try to run me down but ya know i'm too slick
    And i slip and slide like a slinkie
    Slip and slide with my twinkie
    Welcome to my world as it winds and it twists
    I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed
    Boloo-chewy-wuwwy-do-boo
    And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo
    Come see the one at the show of your life
    See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right
    I ain't swallowing nothing, jack
    But i can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know
    And we packin' that funk
    With a snap and a clap and a jump jump
    So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down
    Step on up, ah...and kiss the clown


    And kiss the clown
    Kiss the clown
    Kiss the clown
    Step on up and kiss the clown


    Stop the bus
    Violent j comes out
    Barrels to your face
    And blow your fucking face off


    Cuz ya know my mind is golden oh
    Happen to catch me a beverly show
    Body fell asleep but my mind goes on
    Welcome to the world of juggla's dome


    First day i enrolled at the high school
    Butt-naked with an axe, "wow, he's so cool"
    "stand up and say your name. tell us about yourself"
    My name's 2 dope and i cut necks all to hell
    Dylan, dylan, i'm trying to find dylan
    I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny killin'
    Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
    Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo
    Sorry dylan didn't mean to knock ya
    Then i stuffed his dead body in my locker
    To the next class don't wanna be late
    Finna ask brenda on a little date
    I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs
    Took her to a might max threw a pair of gloves
    Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
    And left the money-ass bitch there for the night
    Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
    Threw her in the tub, cuz the dumb bitch stunk
    How you doing brenda, mind if i bend ya
    Over rover, do me like dundy
    I'm sure ya'd like that, ya little skank
    And when i finished, i stuffed the fucking head in the fish tank


    Back to the school, fat bitch in the locker
    Couldn't fit her booty in, so i cut her booty out
    Sometimes i feel like i'm already in hell
    Throwing up children on del ray smell
    Fuck those fucking fucks, uh
    Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks
    Beverly hills is beverly kills
    I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills
    Where's that other little rich little fag
    Looking for brandon cuz 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, dylan. i want your anus. aww, you're so
    Hot."


    Kicked in the stall then i kicked in his jaw
    Kicked him in face and kicked in his balls
    Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble
    Bust him in the head with an empty faygo bottle
    Took him to the staircase, jumped on his face
    Road him down the bumpy chase
    Can i hear him breathe one last note
    Stuffed his back down his throat


    Back to the locker, boy oh boy oh
    Back to the locker, stop that fucker!
    Back to the locker, boy oh boy oh
    Back to the locker, fucking stop that fucker!


    Walking down the hall and i'm feeling like the shit
    Cuz all that's left is one skank ass bitch
    Kelly, kelly, your neden's kinda smelly
    Funk down your legs and up to your belly
    But i'm with del ray, so fuck, don't fade me
    Let me him man, you're finna kick the can


    "come on, bitch, man. you're getting ready to die
    Anyway.
    Bitch, calm down. let me get a little putang,
    Ya know what i'm saying.
    Let me get a little trimp, bitch. you finna die."


    Okay, cuz i'm not a raper
    But ya still make morning paper
    Kelly found dead in her bathroom
    Nah, kelly found dead in her dad's room
    No, kelly found dead in her backyard
    Cuz kelly choked on a joker's card
    Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker
    Kelly wouldn't fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
    Oh no, principal know what i'm about
    Cuz one of dylan's sideburns was sticking out
    Oh shit, they chase me cuz they found the bodies
    Now i run my ass off, he-ho he-ho


    Yelling, getting mad, you can hear them cuss
    Didn't look both ways and got hit by bus
    Crunched up under, tangled in the wheels
    Spit me out the muffler, ya know how that feels
    Lost both my legs so i'm running on my hands
    Then i seen prince so i clap cuz i'm a big fan
    And straight busted my face on the street
    And here come the police...ya know

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