(What's that) Myzery(Word up) Twiztid(Yeah) And the Insane Posse(Know what I'm sayin?) a 50 foot Voltron on your ass Your nightmares couldn't fuck with this Run shit I'm rollin the Psychopathic Make a move, and gets drastic Leavin mutherfuckers in Or in Reynolds plastic Cause we psychosomatic and schitzophrenic Holding my balls we Which the tip of my dick We sick bitch, run and tell a friend Twiztid in at the of the beginning of the end The world dealt me a healthy hand of pain and And you can see the hate in my it's no surprise It ain't shit bitch that Suckers claiming paid can't even handle they weed tax I leave like a needle You as the 5th Beetle Fuck a B on a Rockin Toledo a trooper, What? your conscience in a stuper, What? Fuck a Smith and Wesson I can grab the luger, And right before I ya I your back like I was Lex Luger weed abuser (Wooooo!) As we capitalize and enterprise music motivated, goal, and a dream Like Martin King pause while we crack their jaws Swooping over they like Super Balls (Woo Woo!) I roll with and it's on like that Making suckers spasm so hard they lungs Twiztid's the your worst nightmares couldn't fuck with Prepare to duck Cause I'm runnin' a meat cleaver
(Chorus) Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the name is with a meat cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, para la with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Runnin with a cleaver, yo!
(Chorus) From the NY come the red-eyed invasion Minority and JumpSteady retaliation dirty cats, player hatin Gats we Skullys and army Headed out of I got a plan so stack the ammo in the The word is down town we don't front Spark the blunt, give em what they Psycho thugs, slugs in la cabesa Get away in ce pasa Destination para mi pato There without Cock the deracho go that long acho My is jammed For you wounded badly Move quickly before bag me Being chased this dark alley I'm a ass Minority hollering I I out my blade And carved it in him like a Now back to the ride floor it No Psychopathic and Spanish we joining forces
(Chorus) Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! And if you missed it the is Twiztid with a meat cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, para la Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! and J, Insane Clown Posse Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! Myzery(I gun powder) And the Insane Clown Posse (I smell raisins) Records siempre! I smell garlic my head Cause my brain is cursed by wizards My skin turns and I start to shake My tongue out like a snake Zunga bunga goo bo That's my Ugandan flow You don't know it meant Til the next day you up With your dick in your homies I might grab your face, twist neck, And let it go (Brrrrraaah) And then Shaggy climbs up my And we attack and hit ya a 10 foot ninja(Ninja!) I paint my face a clown Other times I paint it like Sting and come The rafters up at the mall and old folks to the ropes And chop their (Woooo!) But I no wrestler I'm a serial murderous molester Naww, I'm just juggalin your a bit It's J into that shit (Yeah, fuck you) And if you wanna get I'll stretch your out and call you skippy (Hehe) The bottom line is we twisted like Sam back the car wreck
(Chorus) Runnin with a cleaver, yo! And if you it the name is Twiztid Runnin a meat cleaver, yo! Boriqua, Myzery, para la with a meat cleaver, yo! Shaggs and J, Insane Clown Runnin a meat cleaver, yo!
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