Whut Lyrics by Insane Clown Posse

Whut Lyrics

    (icp, and twiztid)
    You don't like the way i am,
    You don't like icp & twiztid,
    Always wit a hatchet...whut,
    Fuck you,
    This the way i am

    (violent j)
    I stay scrubby even though im paid, whut
    Dropped out in the sixth grade, whut
    Had syphaliss three times, whut
    Commited mad felony crimes, whut
    Been a week i aint washed my ass, whut
    Flunked outta special ed class, whut
    I'd slap john gotti right here, whut
    But hes locked up now so neea, whut
    Carnivals beyond the dead, whut
    Still attack you without my head, whut
    Scrubatism i'm about, whut
    Slappin baywatch beauties in the mouth, whut
    Stomp ghosts that think they hard, whut
    Pickin fights up at the graveyard, whut
    You don't like me, i make you sick,
    Come here and get a mouth full of dick,
    Cuz i am whut i am

    Chorus: (violent j)

    I be whut i wanna be, whut
    I act how i wanna act, whut
    I see whut i wanna see, whut
    I smack who i wanna smack, whut
    I do whut i wanna do, whut
    I go where i wanna go, whut
    Fuck you, you, you, and you, whut
    Forever i'm a juggalo, whut

    (shaggy 2 dope)
    I'll slap michael jackson's face off, whut
    I spread herpies everytime i chough, whut
    I got head lice in my armpits, whut
    I sell nuclear bomb home kits, whut
    In church i'll wrestle a nun, whut
    Fuckin twist ya nipples then run, whut
    I watch my neighbor in the shower,
    Then waggle my dick for a half an hour,
    I pour percasets in a bowl, whut
    And eat 'em like cereal, whut
    I be that neighborhood creep, whut
    Singin voodoo chants in my sleep, whut
    I put old ladies in head locks, whut
    And run wit they ass for blocks, whut
    I rent studios and don't pay, whut
    (come on shaggy don't play) mike?
    I am whut i am

    Chorus:

    (icp)
    Your mamas got a glass tittie wit a screw on nipple, whut
    Whut, yo mama live in a two story dorito bag,
    She got a wooden leg wit a birdhouse in it,

    (twiztid)
    I walk around beggin for change,
    And kill mutha fuckaz who look at me strange, whut
    Psychopathic down til i die, whut
    I'll lite a ciggarette, and put it out in your eye, whut
    Smokes until my lungs explode, whut
    And punch you and ya moms and call ya dad a hoe, whut
    I don't give a fuck if ya hate, whut
    Just don't let me catch you hangin out on my side of the gate, whut
    Talk to the dead on the phone, whut
    If you aint dead leave me the fuck alone, whut
    I call myself a juggalo, whut
    And scream it everywhere that i go, juggalo
    Twiztid serial killaz commin to town, whut
    Dark carnival and down wit the clown, whut
    Twiztid freekshow wickid clown bizzar, whut
    Chech ya self cuz we are who we are bitch, whut

    (violent j)
    I be who i wanna be
    I act how i wanna act
    I see what i wanna see
    I smack who i wanna smack
    (mike get the guitar)

    I do what i wanna do
    I go where i wanna go-oooo
    Fuck you, you, and you
    Forever im a juggaloooooo!!!!!

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