Insane Clown Posse - The Wraith: Shangri-La mp3 album

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1A	Thy Intro Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike PMastered By – Tom Baker*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By [Arranged, and Colored in Completely By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played and Even Engineered By] – Mike "Peezy P" Puwal*Written-By [Vocals], Vocals [Performed By] – Jumpsteady
1B	Walk Into Thy Light Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike PMastered By – Tom Baker*Performer [Additional Flavor Preformed By] – Syn of Zug Izland*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By [Arranged and Schooled By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Vocals [Intro Skit Adlibs Preformed By] – 2 Tuff Tony, "Li'l Pig" of Zug Izland*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played and Also Fuckin' Engineered Top to Fuckin' Bottom By] – Mike fuckin' Peezy*Written-By [Vocals], Vocals [Performed By] – Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J	5:09
2	Welcome To Thy Show Co-producer [Co-produced By] – Mike Penis*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Mixed By [Mixed Down to Something Like 487 Tracks By] – Mike P.*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By – ICPeezy 4 Sheezy*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, Engineered, and Freaked Freshly By] – Mike Peezy*Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Lyrics Preformed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*	3:12
3	Get Ya Wicked On Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Mixed By [Mixed to Sonic Perfection By] – Mike P.*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By [Performed, Programmed], Engineer [Played and Fuckin' Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By] – Mike PWritten-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed and Flexed By] – IC Fuckin' P*	1:47
4	Murder Rap Mastered By – Tom Baker*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By, Written-By [Vocals Re-written By], Lyrics By [Preformed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, Pimped and Engineered By], Mixed By [Mixed Thy Fuck Down By] – Mike PVocals [Lil' Intro Shout Out to Above The Law Spit By] – Legs Diamond*	2:32
5	Birthday B*t*hes Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Preformed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Vocals [Additional Adlib Vocals By] – Anybody KillaVoice [Mom Bitch Lady Voice at thy Intro Performed By] – Sexy-Ass Lil' Intern ChickWritten-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Into Particles By] – Mike P	1:18
6	Blaaam!!! Arranged By, Producer [Produced and Slapped with Some Serious Clown Love By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By] – ICP*Co-producer [Co-produced By] – Mike PDrums [Fresh Ass Live Drums Played By] – Lil' Pig of Zug Izland*Mastered By [Cake Frosted and Mastered By] – Tom Baker*Mixed By [Carefully Studied and Mixed Down to thy Last Snare By] – Mike P.*Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICPeezy*Vocals [Additional Vocals, Adlib Style By] – Anybody KillaWritten-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By] – Mike Peezy thy Wonder Boy*	3:39
7A	It Rains Diamonds Drums [Live Drums Freaked By] – Lil' Pig of Zug Izland*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By, Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Vocals [Additional Vocals Also Performed By] – Anybody KillaWritten-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike PWritten-By [Additional Spoken Word Part], Vocals [Additional Spoken Word Part Performed By] – Jumpsteady	5:26
7B	Bitch Slappaz Arranged By [Re-Arranged By], Producer [Re-Produced and Freaked with Some Serious Clown Love By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Co-producer [Co Produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down to its Proper Bumpage By] – Mike PConcept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By] – Blaze Ya Dead Homie, ICP*Featuring – Blaze Ya Dead HomieMastered By – Tom Baker*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By] – Mike P thy FARMBOY GANGSTA*
8	Thy Staleness Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Mastered By – Ol' Tom Baker Boy*Voice [Additional Voice Performed By] – Legs Diamond*, Lil' Pig, Syn*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered All By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Voice [Additional Voice Performed By], Mixed By [Finishing Mix of Death Applied By] – Mike P	3:58
9	Hell's Forecast	2:58
10	Juggalo Homies Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By] – Anybody Killa, ICP*, TwiztidFeaturing – Anybody Killa, TwiztidMastered By – Tom Baker*Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered All By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By – Mike PVoice [Additional Voices Performed By] – Lil' Pig of Zug Izland*, Mike P of Zug Izland*, Syn of Zug Izland*	4:32
11A	Ain't Yo Bidness Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Vocals [Additional Ad-lib Vocals By] – Anybody Killa, Syn of Zug Izland*Voice [Beautiful Sounding Voice You Heard Singin' Them Lil' "Jackson" and "Braxton" Parts] – Joy*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike P	4:49
11B	Soopa Villains Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike PFeaturing – EshamMastered By – geeky named ass Tom Baker*Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Preformed By] – Esham, ICP*Written-By, Programmed By [Played, Programmed], Engineer [Engineered By] – Thy Scarecrow, Farm Boy, Axe Killa Mike "Peezy" "P" Puwal*
12	We Belong Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Vocals [Adiitional Adlib Vocals Also Performed By] – Anybody KillaWritten-By, Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Co-producer [Co Produced Bt], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike P	2:44
13	Cotton Candy & Popsicles Chorus [Chorus Lyrics Performed By] – Syn*, Zug IzlandCo-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike PFeaturing – Zug IzlandMastered By – Tom Baker*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By, Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Programmed By, Engineer [Engineered Top to Bottom, and Side to Side By] – Mike "Peezy" "P" Puwal*Vocals [Additional Vocals Performed By] – Amy from Blush*, Chris Rodenberg, Linx Mona Kill, A Gang of Hatchet Men*Written-By [Music] – Zug IzlandWritten-By [Music], Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By] – ICP*	3:42
14	Crossing Thy Bridge Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed and Straight Thy Fuck Up Sang By] – Inner City Pussies*Mastered By [Baked, Marinated, Grilled and Served Up a Smash Splash of Swass Freshness by Being Mastered By] – Tom Baker*Vocals [Additional Background Vocals in thy Chorus were Preformed By] – Lil' Pig of Zug Izland*, Mike PWritten-By [(Music)], Programmed By [Performed, Programmed, Played and], Engineer [Fuckin' Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed to Perfection By] – Mike P	4:14
15	Thy Raven's Mirror Mastered By – Tom Baker*Producer [Produced By], Arranged By, Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Vocals [Additional Ad-lib Vocals Also Were Performed By] – Legs Diamond*Written By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Mixed By [Mixed Down By] – Mike P	2:59
16	Thy Wraith Arranged By, Producer [Produced By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed and Straight thy Fuck Up Crooned By], Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – ICP*Mastered By – Tom Baker*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By [Performed, Programmed, Played and], Engineer [Fuckin' Engineered From Head to Toe By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed so Greatly By] – Mike P	3:33
17	Thy Unveiling Arranged By, Producer [Produced and then Blessed with White Carnival Majic By], Concept By, Written-By [Lyrics], Lyrics By [Performed By] – ICP*Drums [Fresh Live Drums in thy Chorus Part Played By] – Lil' Pig of Zug Izland*Mastered By – The Master-Masterer Tom Baker*Mixed By [Co-mixed By] – Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent JVocals [Extra Vocals Performed By] – Anybody Killa, Legs Diamond*, Lil' Pig, Mike P of Zug Izland*, Syn*Written-By [(Music)], Programmed By, Engineer [Played, Performed, and Engineered By], Co-producer [Co-produced By], Mixed By [Mixed Down (by candle light) to Absolute and Pure Dope Perfectly By] – Mike P	7:37
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Companies, etc.

• Phonographic Copyright (p) – D3 Entertainment, Inc. – Ⓟ2002
• Copyright (c) – D3 Entertainment, Inc. – ©2002
• Manufactured By – Riviera Entertainment
• Distributed By – Riviera Entertainment
• Published By – Zomba Publishing
• Published By – Twisted Harmony
• Published By – Univox 1 Publishing
• Recorded At – The Lotus Pod
• Recorded At – Cherokee Studios
• Recorded At – Maximedia Studios
• Mixed At – Sound Kitchen
• Mastered At – Precision Mastering

Credits

• Artwork [Wraith image roughed-up and worked-over by] – Gary Arnett, William Charley
• Graphic Design – Gary Arnett - Acme Digital Design*
• Photography [Photos By] – Sota FX

Notes

The eighth studio album by Southwest Detroit rap group Insane Clown Posse
Part 1 of the sixth of the original six Joker's Card albums

The Wraith: Shangri-La is packaged in a sky blue 2-disc jewel case and includes a 24 page booklet (with lyrics and a story about the creation of each track, lots of pictures of ICP as angels, and the story behind "Dedicated To The Butterfly"), a separate 2-sided album cover insert, a 2-sided back cover insert and a bonus DVD; This version came with the 2002 GOTJ ICP concert on DVD, another version came out on the same day with the 2002 GOTJ ICP seminar on DVD.

Some tracks have 2 songs on them. In those cases, the title that does not appear on the back cover's track list does not include the duration

Track 4 "Murder Rap" is a cover of the song by Above The Law from the album "Livin' Like Hustlers" Ⓟ©1990 CBS Records Inc.

Track 9 "Hell's Forecast" does not have credits in the booklet because of a printing error which is why no credits are on that track

The booklet has countless spelling and grammatical errors. The page that's supposed to have the lyrics for the song "Bitch Slappaz" is misprinted with the lyrics to "It Rains Diamonds" instead. The page with the lyrics for "Hell's Forecast" is also misprinted and instead has the creation story for "Juggalo Homies" at the bottom.

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[The following text is from the album's booklet and inserts]
[The spelling and grammatical errors as well as printing errors are reflected here and have not been corrected]

The Wraith
Shangri-La

Thy Intro

Jumpsteady: (Green Wind and Pearl White Grass - Lightning Flashed Deep within Dark Red Forest - Star Showers. Book 4 - Chapter 90, Love 4 Once)
A presence can be felt by those who have followed thy epic saga as told by thy Insane Clown Posse. It is a presence that is synonymous by thy crumbling of time itself. Thus emerges a being so powerful that he can exist between the land of the living, and that of the dead. He goes by many names but is known to thy living only as thy Wraith, he walks upon worlds forgotten, and descends from heavens; fade into gray to witness thy death of all mortal things, so that he may guide thy departed upon thy path that they have chosen (Shangri-La), here is the story of thy path to Shangri-La, thy 6th Jokers Card. Only now will we truly understand thy meaning of thy saga, for this saga all along, each Jokers Card, is actually none other than... thy echo of our lives.

Thy Creation
Thy track was written, programmed, played, and even engineered by Mike "Peezy P" Puwal, a soul that is blessed heavily by the Dark Carnival. It was then produced, arranged, and colored in completely by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. All Thy vocals were written and performed by Jumpsteady. This intro flava was recorded in Thy Lotus Pod studio in Detroit, MI. It was then mixed down by Mike P. and co-mixed by ICP at Cherokee Studios in Hollywood, CA. Finally, it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering, in Hollywood, CA.

Into Thy Light

Thy Carney: Hurry up, show's startin'!
Thy Random Patron: I can't believe they're still having it! I better get my butt in there right now!

Thy Ring Leader: (Diamond Twist into Magic Mist - 222 - Book of Wishes Lost - Page 765 - Chapter 56)
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to thy sensational and amazing... Carnival of Carnage! They said it couldn't happen, they said it wouldn't last, but boys and girls and everyone we've got a carnival for that ass! Tens of thousands of freaks, sideshows, and fools, a carnival who together lives by their own rules

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Black Orchid Flowers: Verse Yellow 9: Nostrastaleness - Time Traps)
We looked into thy stars, foretold everyone: something dark and wicked this way comes
We told of oddities, crawling from the dark, and a carnival which we can all belong (ALL BELONG)
I dwell upon the streets, and I can tell you this: I see some circus Juggalo shit going on
People drawn together, by rare and scrubby music, and we even gather once a year to PUT IT DOWN!

Syn Chorus: (Book of Kipling, Michelle Harmon - Diamond Gravel Chips and Warm Snow - Verse 13 - Sky Green Oceans - 99:7)
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right

Violent J: (Glitter Butterflies - Church of the Dark Carnival, Dallas, TX - Fay Goasis 74:8)
I hold a bloody axe, dress in hatchet red, we speak languages people don't understand (DON'T UNDERSTAND)
I send Faygos via punted clear across a stadium in fashion only fuckin' Juggalos could ever demand
I got ninjas in my backyard wearing Anybody Killa paint, I'm thinkin', "What the fuck is going on?"
Then I see thy platinum on thy wall, and I realize thy Carnival's been right here all along, so let's bring it on!

Syn, Shaggy 2 Dope, and Violent J chorus:
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right

Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Ruby Waterfalls and Balloon Blue Trees - Chapter 12 - 9:42:8 - Hotties in Hatchet Thongs)
Thy crows have overlooked, we gave you all they gave, the carousel will spin on through thy night (THROUGH THY NIGHT)
In Oz I'd be thy wizard, 'cause I'm overwhelmed, but we just hoped thy Jokers Cards would point you out to thy light / So you'll be tight / Right

(chorus repeats)

Thy Creation
Thy track was written, programmed, played, and also fuckin' engineered top to fuckin' bottom by Mike fuckin' Peezy, byatch. The shit was then FUCKED WITH BY SOME JUGGALO, THUGGALO, SCRUBBALO DICK! It was produced, arranged and schooled by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. All thy vocals on this song were written and performed by Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope, with additional flavor preformed by Syn of Zug Izland. Thy intro skit adlibs were preformed by 2 Tuff Tony (Thy Random Patron) and thy other guy (Thy Carney) was drummer "Lil' Pig" of Zug Izland. This song was partly recorded at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then it was laced down with some more magic at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX (which is a fresh ass studio, they even got a basketball rim for your bored-ass homies who are always sittin' around). Then thy song was later mixed down by Mike P., and co-mixed by ICP at (one of thy Earth's finest and fuckin' most expensive studios) Thy Sound Kitchen, in Nashville, Tennessee. Finally, it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering, in Hollywood, CA.

Welcome To Thy Show

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Magic Ninjas with Diamond Swords - Book of Pestonis - Yellow Rubies - Verse 88:8, 7:54,89,32,63 Harmoniously Juggalonius - Purple Rudy)
Well hello, boys and girls! Come on in; see thy show. It's the mystical, magical, great Dark Carnival
Don't bother looking for parking, get rid of it! It ain't like you ever coming back, you fuckin' idiot /
Thy Carnival emerges only when you about to die. and right now motherfucker, you about dead in the sky
So come and put your soul up on thy Murder-Go-Round, and we'll strap you down and spin you into oblivion /
i got a spike for your neck with my ninja blowgun, because I be thy Juggalada Don Dada Lada Shogun
I swings my sword down and split you in two, before you even fall, I bitch smack both of you /
Welcome to our Carnival's 50,000 Juggalos, freaks and weirdos, and killers at our shows /
I'm just glad we down with 'em - hate to be y'all / And have a Juggalo shatter my skull, for thy Carnival

Chorus: (Juggalotus - Golden Leaves and Crystal Rainbows - Soft Winds - Death be No More 12 over 21 Twice)
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival, Welcome to thy show, because BITCH BOY, YOU DEAD! /
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival, Welcome to thy show, because you DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!

Thy Ring Leader: And fuck you if you don't like it

Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Pink Angels Granting Blue Wishes - Book of Stalkamaniacs Runnin' Wild - Verse 12 - 8:98 - Blue Sun Drops)
Welcome to my exhibit, I be thy Shaggs, sit back and enjoy, relax your nipples and nut bags. It's only Juggalos here, you know what we about: swingin' hatchets, Faygo, and our dick in your mouth / So they call us a circus, we except the role. We been sayin' that it's comin' for like 10 years or so; and everywhere that we go, from Alaska to Spain, I'm seein' Juggalos dancin' in thy Faygo rain / Some of those at our shows feel a Carnival high, I seen them jump from thy stage and float off into thy sky. They ain't never coming back, their Carnival has been found, and all we can do is dream about it, smoking 'em down / I got love for dead people and I hope to die. I got neden waitin' on me up in Shangri-La. But if you really wanna hear thy fuckin' devil's exhibit, thy shit is called HELL"S PIT run out and get it

Thy Ring Leader: Ugh! Bitch! Thy Juggalos said...

Juggalo Chant: (Puddles of Faygo --- 'Lettes with Wet Tits - It's Forever Raining Diamonds on Shangri-La Cities)
When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here / Games, prizes, shows, and rides - it's that carnival paradise

Thy Ring Leader: And fuck thy fuck outta you, if you don't like it

Juggalo Chant: (Repeats)

Thy Creation
Thy fresh ass, carney soundin', carnival-ass track was written, programmed, played, performed, engineered and freaked freshly by Mike Peezy. Thy song was then produced and arranged by ICPeezy 4 Sheezy, and co-produced by Mike Penis. All thy lyrics were written and preformed by ICP. Thy track was first made at Thy Lotus Pod studio in Detroit, MI. All thy vocals were spit at Maxi Media Studios, in Dallas, Texas, like "WHUT!!!" It was then mixed down to something like 487 tracks by Mike P., and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tennesseezy. (Not to mention, while Faith Hill was recording over in thy other room, we made damn sure to leave our studio doors wide open, and our shit on fully bump, so her and her peeps could all get a li'l taste of some of this Juggaloism. Syn from Zug Izland even tried to step to her. He met her in the hallway, and invited her to smoke a jib with us out back. She politely declined his fresh-ass offer.) Finally, it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering, in Hollywood, CA.

Get Ya Wicked On

Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Deep within Crystal Sands Lie Magic Gems - Yellow Skies and Fresh Green Winds - All Can Fly in Picker Forest, find yours)
I punch bitches in their fake titties / He does / I got warrants in like 8 cities / He does / I like to murder those provokin' / He does / I swing quick, and leave a motherfucker's throat hangin' open, I drink thy blood of a street rat / He does / Yo, Monox Boogie, where thy weed at? I got 18 plus speed / Uh huh / With a plus 2 dagger from thy Tomb of Horrors, D & D / We cave heads in with a brick / We do / We fuck hotties with thy same dick / We do / We eat power lines and generators / We do / One time we shut Detroit city off for like 11 hours / We the wickedest, believe that / We do / Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that / Shit, he do / We'll rip your head off, swing it by thy hair until we get blood everywhere / Mudda fucker getcha wicked on!

Chorus: (Silver Waters and Neon Moons - Michael Saxton Fourth Passage Book 2, Mystic Willows)
We know you hate who we are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get they WICKED ON!
JD the Weed Man with the Juggalo Crip Walk
We know you hate who we are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get they WICKED ON!

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Wind Walkers of 17 Golden Churches and 3 Diamond Rocks - Black Sheep Recon)
I'll drive a tank through your high school / He does / I let thy Carnival high rule / He does / I get sick like a crime story / He does / Motherfucker, this thy Southwest Side ghetto territory / I can make a fist with your neck in it / He can / I need my medication every 20 minutes / He does / I store dead bodies all up under my house, and every night I hear 'em runnin' they mouth, gettin' wicked on me / Day - Days on my black hearse / We do / Clown love Juggalos first / They do / Red and black skull hats everywhere, with they fresh face paint contacts and the Twiztid hair / We find peace at the graveyard / We do / Me and thy Wraith sit and play cards / They do / So move out of our way, and get out of my path, or we'll saw your head in half / Motherfucker, getcha wicked on!

Thy Creation
Thy knockin'-ass track was written, performed, programmed, played and fuckin' engineered by Mike P. Thy song was then arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. All thy lyrics were written, performed, and flexed by IC fuckin' P. Thy track was first put together at Thy Lotus Pod Studio, in Detroit, MI. Then it was bitch slapped into form at Maxi Media Studios, in Dallas, TX. Then mixed to sonic perfection by Mike P., and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen, in Nashville, TN. Lastly, it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering, in Hollywood, CA.

Murder Rap

A Clown Love tribute to rap legends "Above The Law"

Legs Diamond: Legs Diamond in thy house, and we sendin' Clown Love out to Above The Law!

Violent J: (Crystallized Rainbows and Timeless Treasures - Pink Rain Clouds Over Misty Green Valleys---WESTERN ass, I-Mus - 00)

When I sit there and right thy shit for thy mic I hold, I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold. Violent J is thy name that I go by, waking up with blood on my hands and I don't know why. You motherfuckers tryin' to get in my path, don't be surprised when you get a shotgun up your ass. Instigators, I got one for that ass too, I'm gonna hang you from a street light, mangled and blue, ew! You on my shit like a fiend on coke, but if you say the wrong thing I'll put a slit in your throat, so, It's not thy answer no, I'm not a dancer, no, I'm not a hero, a zero, but I call myself a Juggalo, and this is not a Demo, ICP, Above The Law, we let it GO!

Chorus: (Carnival Candy Trees - Gardens of Golden Jewels - 5 Diamond Suns Revolving 6:12378=87321:6)
Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER! Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER!

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Mirror Flowers With Stems Of Silk - Shattered Nightmares - "Lavender Dawns" Book 9, Chapter 88)
I feel actions, speak loud like words, and verbs and adjectives they give the scrubs a chance to live. Not who's first, second, or third. It ain't he said, and she said, fuck what ever you heard. When you live like that your life is mangled, in other words you neck is all tangled up, I ain't a hoe, I always go for mine, I was caught it's hard from thy start, but you can always CLIMB!

Chorus:

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Silver Youth Ponds with Lightning Fish - Jewels Grow On Trees - Pegasipholis, 2:94 Verse 1)
Violent J, I break backs, back break with my crew, if I'm jumping in thy pit then I'm getting loose Cause I'm taking out people, causing bodily harm, making moves to improve thy Dark Carnival brainstorm / I'm not inferior, not taking no shit... Last kid that tried to check me got his fuckin' neck slit / Powers my name, thy clown be insane / and if we get to panicking / WE ALL GONNA RE-ARRANGE!

Thy Ring Leader:
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing thy "Triple Threat"! Thy Wraith, thy Great Milenko and thy Ringmaster!

Thy Creation
This BOMB-ASS track was programmed, played,performed, pimped and engineered by Mike P. Thy track was based off thy same track used on Above The Law's original "Murder Rap" which was made by Dr. Dre way back in 1991. Mike P. took that basic flavor, re-did it up differently and then he and ICP together laced it down with mad Juggaloliness. The rest of everything was produced and arranged by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. All thy vocals were re-written from ATL's original "Murder Rap" lyrics and preformed by ICP. That lil' intro shout out to Above The Law was spit by Legs Diamond. Thy track was first done at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI, and then worked on at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. Almost finished, it was put through thy (half a fuckin' mile long) mix board and mixed thy fuck down by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at thy (ever so cost friendly) Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Finally it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, Ca.

Birthday Bitches

Anybody Killa: Sit Down!
Mom Bitch Lady: Ok everybody it's clown time!
Anybody Killa: Y'all little mother fuckers shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: Thy clown is here, everybody sit around right here.
Anybody Killa: I said shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: "Shaggy Thy Clown" has a present for everybody!

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Velvet Grass With Skies Of Glitter - Floobs - Utzla - Shiny White Dirt - 777 Chapter 777)
I got your fuckin' present hanging next to my nuts. Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet, if it hits you it cuts Don't make me chop your head in half and smack thy side with thy cheek, because I haven't had my Melorol in almost a week Your fuckin' mama brought me here to entertain your ass, so no matter what I'm doing I expect you to laugh Now when you see me do a trick and even if it isn't funny give me props, unless you want your little necks bloody I could probably do a cartwheel or something if you move thy couch, but that ain't what I'm fuckin' about I could sew your mouth shut and pump air in through your nose and fuckin' pop your head, but we'd get blood on our clothes. Look, I'm a wicked clown I ain't no fuckin' superhero, ain't that big and scary, though I fly like little Ray Mysterio I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of your mom and if thy bitch gets heated tell her bring it on!

Chorus: (Orange Rivers, Ruby Rocks and Purple Clouds - Thy Keys to 7000 Dimensions)
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's your birthday!

Anybody Killa: Sit the fuck down or it's everybody birthday.... Shut thy fuck up! (ABK - Foo Dangishly)

Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Your birthday!

Violent J: (J Bruce Lee, Burning Ice, 734)
It ain't mine mutha facku!

Thy Creation
This track (that will probably blow thy carpet off your kicker box) was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. It was arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and preformed by ICP. Thy song features additional adlib vocals by our homie, Anybody Killa. Thy Mom Bitch Lady voice at thy intro was performed by this sexy-ass lil' intern chick at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas. Thy initial track was first made at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then it was hooked up and vocalized at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. And then it was mixed into particles by Mike P. and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen, in beautiful, peaceful Nashville,Tenn. Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Blaaam!!!

Anybody Killa: Story time, bitch! All across thy East Side....
Violent J: What? I represent Delray! Shaggy 2 Dope: DELRAY!
Anybody Killa: So? Violent J: SOUTHWEST SIDE!

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Strobe Lightning - Lagoons of Golden Brush - 339 - Twice Esham Smith)
This Gypsy aunt of mine / You're thy lucky one / She died and left behind, an ancient piece of time,
I didn't know what it was / You're thy lucky one / Knuckle deep in dust, edges played with rust,
I started to get pissed / You're thy lucky one / This lamp is all I get, a worthless piece of shit,
But once I rubbed it clean / You're thy lucky one / A genie popped on the scene, brought true my every dream

Chorus: (Morton's 5th List, N.A.W. - Book 9 - Real Life - Lady Beggis Bones - Dancing Moons in Dark Silver Skies)
I was like / BLAAAM! / Free hoes! / BLAAAM! / Nyquil! / BLAAAM! / Faygo! / Anything I want
I was like / BLAAAM! / Sharp axe! / BLAAAM! / Good weed! / BLAAAM! / Hot tracks! / Everything I need

(The Shaggy Show Chapter 12, Verse 4 - Moon Dudious)
Now I'm in a fizzle / You're thy lucky wizzle / Hotties on thy nizzle, still a Juggalizzle,
I drive a platinum car / You're thy lucky one / It has a tennis court and a bar, you know who I are
Money out thy ass / You're thy lucky one / I'm wishing while it last, Genie's moving fast

Chorus: (Diamond Light Reflections Upon Blue Sands and Green Oceans - Sliding Across 7 Miles of Desert Glass)
I want my / BLAAAM! / Free bank! / BLAAAM! / Necks cut! / BLAAAM! / My shank! / Anything I want
I want my / BLAAAM! / Hot wings! / BLAAAM! / Good weed! / BLAAAM! / Big thangs! / Everything I need

(Wings Over Wheel Chairs - Electric Forest - Tornadoes of Glitter - Be sure to visit "Inferno Park" of Shangri-La. Watch the Children Play on the Fossilized Flames that once was hell)
Now I am a king / You're thy lucky one / I have everything, nothing's challenging
Nothing makes me proud / You're thy lucky one / I stand out in thy crowd, while others beg out loud.
I remember when / You're thy lucky one / money was so thin, but dreams were all up in
Looking at thy lamp / You're thy lucky one / Would I give it all back? Shit, fool, give me that

Chorus: (Pegasus, Mermaids, and Unicorns Dwell - Falling Stars are Catchable Book 9 ,Chapter 3, Verse 3)
I'll be like / BLAAAM! / Bitch slaps! / BLAAAM! / Cheap wine! / BLAAAM! /Dub H! (Waffle House) / Anything I want
I'll be like / BLAAAM! / Half pipe! / BLAAAM! / Good weed! / BLAAAM! / Moonlight / Everything I need

Anybody Killa and Shaggy 2 Dope: ("Sapphire Gems" as told to King Ukann Fakkove)
BLAAAM! / Thy moral of thy story is / BLAAAM! / Those who never had shit / BLAAAAM! / And then get shit WHAT? Need to get shit / BLAAAM! / So if you got shit / BLAAAM! / Or you need shit / BLAAAM! / Get some shit! / GO GET YOUR SHIT / Fuck this shit, where JD at?

Thy Creation
Thy track as written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike Peezy thy Wonder Boy. Thy fresh ass live drums were played by Lil' Pig of Zug Izland. Thy song was arranged, produced, and slapped down with some serious Clown Love by ICP, and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP. This song also features additional vocals, adlib style, by Anybody Killa. Thy initial track was created at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Thy fresh organ keyboard and all thy vocals were later dropped into thy mix at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX (We miss that one fresh, big-ass tree out back, behind thy studio. We spent many a night smoking and taking studio breaks chillin' under that fresh-ass tree). Then thy song was carefully studied and mixed down to thy last snare by Mike P., and co-mixed by ICPeezy at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. At last, thy cake was frosted and mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

It Rains Diamonds

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sprinkling Purple and Pink Rubies - WWF - 2 slapped into 22)
Kill me! Whut! Mutha Facku! Murder Murder! Whut! I can't fuckin' wait to die! Please murder my mother fuckin' ass off! Bring it! Cause I'm going to Shangri-Leezy!

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Sparkles and Magic Mist - Chapter 1 - 5th Omen - Wet Blue Rain)
Have you ever tried / to get thy fuck up out your hole but / fall right back inside / Once again denied
Have you ever seen / people turn into thy devil / over money green / Tell me what it means
Have you ever been / to thy wicked part of town and / would you go again / They don't want you in
Would you follow me / if I knew where it rains diamonds / no more poverty / As clean as we can be, yeah

Chorus: (Heavenly Floating - 10 million Reflections in a 2 by 2 Cube - 3 Red Ice)
It rains diamonds nightly, in my Shangri-La lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? Come stand mountain top and yell!

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sprinkling Green and White Rubies - TTW - 2 slapped into 23)
Somebody stab my face or something! Kill me! What thy fuck a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?

Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope and Anybody Killa: (Blue Dawn Glitter Winds- Chapter 2 - 10th Omen - Green Rain)
Do you like to drink / Would you fuck a girl thy day you met her / what you think / On thy kitchen sink
Anybody Killa: Don't you fire it up? Shaggy 2 Dope does this mean you wasted life now-
Anybody Killa: you're completely fucked? ICP: I would differ some.
Hold your hatchet high / 'cause were gonna need 'em when there's / fire in thy sky / Together we will die
I can promise this / in my Shangri-La you'll have / eternal happiness / diamonds in thy mist,

Chorus:

Jumpsteady: (2 Blue Owls - Desserts of Warm Ice - Miles of Lavender Grass - a Hippa to thy Hoppa - Sexy)
Diamonds drift upon thy mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as I fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into thy eternity of Shangri-La!

Chorus: (repeats)

Thy Creation:
This magical sounding track was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. Live drums were freaked by Lil' Pig of Zug Izland. Thy song was then produced and arranged by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP with an additional spoken word part written and performed by Jumpsteady. Additional vocals also were performed by Anybody Killa. Thy track was programmed and played at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, Mi and then vocals and additional flavor was applied at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, Texas (Where our homies 2 Tuff Tony and Sabu spent many hours just hangin' out, chillin' and sleeping in the lounge area). Finally thy song was mixed down by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Thy final product was then mastered by Tom Baker (his name sounds made up, don't it?) at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA. (while Mike P stood right there behind him and made sure ol' Bakerass didn't fuck something up. After all we like the guy and would hate to have opened a 2 liter of Pimp Slap on 'em)

Bitch Slappaz
Featuring Blaze Ya Dead Homie
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sprinkling Purple and Pink Rubies - WWF - 2 slapped into 22)
Kill me! Whut! Mutha Facku! Murder Murder! Whut! I can't fuckin' wait to die! Please murder my mother fuckin' ass off! Bring it! Cause I'm going to Shangri-Leezy!

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Sparkles and Magic Mist - Chapter 1 - 5th Omen - Wet Blue Rain)
Have you ever tried / to get thy fuck up out your hole but / fall right back inside / Once again denied
Have you ever seen / people turn into thy devil / over money green / Tell me what it means
Have you ever been / to thy wicked part of town and / would you go again / They don't want you in
Would you follow me / if I knew where it rains diamonds / no more poverty / As clean as we can be, yeah

Chorus: (Heavenly Floating - 10 million Reflections in a 2 by 2 Cube - 3 Red Ice)
It rains diamonds nightly, in my Shangri-La lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? Come stand mountain top and yell!

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sprinkling Green and White Rubies - TTW - 2 slapped into 23)
Somebody stab my face or something! Kill me! What thy fuck a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?

Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope and Anybody Killa: (Blue Dawn Glitter Winds- Chapter 2 - 10th Omen - Green Rain)
Do you like to drink / Would you fuck a girl thy day you met her / what you think / On thy kitchen sink
Anybody Killa: Don't you fire it up? Shaggy 2 Dope does this mean you wasted life now-
Anybody Killa: you're completely fucked? ICP: I would differ some.
Hold your hatchet high / 'cause were gonna need 'em when there's / fire in thy sky / Together we will die
I can promise this / in my Shangri-La you'll have / eternal happiness / diamonds in thy mist,

Chorus:

Jumpsteady: (2 Blue Owls - Desserts of Warm Ice - Miles of Lavender Grass - a Hippa to thy Hoppa - Sexy)
Diamonds drift upon thy mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as I fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into thy eternity of Shangri-La!

Chorus: (repeats)

Thy Creation
Thy slammin' ass old school style rap track was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P thy FARMBOY GANGSTA. (How could something so street hard come from a ninja born and raised in a barn? I don't know but it somehow does and we all about it.) This song was originally inspired by N.W.A.'s "Compton's In Thy House". It was re-arranged, re-produced, and freaked with some serious Clown Love by ICP and co produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP and Blaze Ya Dead Homie. Thy track was programmed at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, Mi. All thy vocals were recorded at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. Then thy song was mixed down to its proper bumpage by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Lastly it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Thy Staleness

Shaggy 2 Dope: (White Horses With Platinum Wings - Diamond Snow - Ringmaster Book 87 - Chapter 3 - Quote 9)
Let me see your throat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it, see thy idea is to make you die - (Stop it) I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at thy wind pipe desperately, (Like, how about cuttin' your own neck?) - I did, seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? Before I cut myself / THIS WAS MY VOICE / now gimmie your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice (I'm not ready to die) - neither was Easy E, what makes you so fuckin' special you can escape thy wrath (You mean Wraith) - I said Wrath, now shut thy fuck up, and give me your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker (Pick somebody else) - I'm pickin' anybody I can find, and you happen to be the next mother fucker in line (OK lets do it) - Keep still right there and about 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers I'm outta here
Chorus: (Purple Waters and Walkable Rainbows - Seven Gems of Pythona - 999-444-222 - Green Sun Drops - 12)
Let me make thy pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make thy pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta
(Ah ha... What kind of circus is this?)

Violent J: (Lightning Bugs and Flamingos - Warm Blue Lava - Safire Sands Line Crystal Waters - 17 Gold Rocks)
How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm crooked? Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for thy nurse guy to bring me my tray, jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way, took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out the window, Then I turned around and went right back inside, once I realized I could of grabbed a gang of Formaldehyde. Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me; I played thy whole movie shits off like "You got me", Laid there playin' dead and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket. By now there was guards everywhere, I'm steady cuttin' heads off, surfin' on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put me away... But was it thy real Violent J?

Chorus:
Let me make thy pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make thy pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB,
It's like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
"It kills the pain... it's the only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry"

Juggalo Scrub Chant: (Mercury Waterfalls under Dancing Moons - Eddie Creechmen's Promo Episode 210)
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale... I'm so sorry I'm stale. But still I gotta murder your face... man I'm sorry I'm stale
(Repeats)

Thy Creation
This crazy-ass, carnie beat was written, programmed, played, and engineered all by Mike P. Then thy song was arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP. Additional voices performed by: Mike P, Syn, Legs Diamond and Lil' Pig. Thy track was made at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then thy vocals were recorded and thy whole song itself was molded and sculptured into pure Juggalo freshness at Cherokee Studios in Las Vegas, NV. Thy finishing mix of death was then applied by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. And just when you thought it couldn't possibly be made to sound any better Ol' Tom Baker Boy tuned a few dials and mastered thy masterpiece right there in his own face at Precision in Hollywood, CA.

Hell's Forecast

Violent J:
Something had woke me a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinking I've been invaded, heard smashing, more pounding, the sound escalated
Looked out of thy window, blood dripped down thy glass, I see bodies lay twisted and mangled on grass,
I ran into thy main room and Shaggy was dead, so was Nate the Mac, Jumpsteady and ABK
Bolted out of thy house to see if it's a joke, I heard hundreds of car alarms, saw flames and smoke
and thy sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin' it's raining with corpses thy blood is appalling

Chorus - Shaggy 2 Dope and a gang of Juggalos
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, but never mentioned Dead Bodies - DEAD BODIES
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, La de da da de la da de -
DEAD BODIES

Violent J:
I never seen so many... horrified looks on people's faces...
(Thy blood is appalling)
I hope I never see what all them people saw... and put them in there places...
(Thy blood is appalling)
Thy sun was so hot.... So hot...
I was burning... Yeah

Dead Bodies lay randomly some stack in piles, on all of there faces pour horror, no smiles,
I see children, and elders, and ninjas my age, all lay naked and mangled, most withered for days,
I found safety a shelter I'm under a tree; only fingers and organs come falling on me,
I lay sleepless for days as the raining continued, thy heat of thy sun baking corpses like food
Then it finally stopped I walk knee deep in blood, over piles of bodies threw what was my hood
It was right at that moment thy Wraith had appeared, and thy message it left me might sound kind of weird
But take all that I'm seeing and opposite that, truth is I'm thy one dead and this is my Hell's Pit

Thy Creation
This fucky-ass, lil' freshness was, programmed, played, performed, and engineered all by Mike P. Thy song was arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and lyrics were written and performed by ICP, Twiztid and Anybody Killa. Additional voices performed by: Mike P, Syn and Lil' Pig, all of Zug Izland. Thy track was made at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then vocals were recorded at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. It was mixed by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Juggalo Homies
featuring Twiztid and Anybody Killa
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Silver Sunflowers - Neon Yellow Dirt that grows Sparkler Trees - Woopa Loo)
Let me ask you this about this life we live, and let me try to swerve some of this attention you give,
to them distant ass relatives over ham dinner, if they really missed you so much, why don't they just call a (mutha fucka)?
If you wasn't blood would you still have love, or in fact does thy blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here, but my homies are family to, 3rd cousins' get outta here,
Who was you with when you got tattooed? And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who thy fuck threw up all over your car and then felt worse than you about thy shit in thy morning? /
Who loaned you money homie, who owes you cash? / WHO? / Who taught you how to use a bong for thy grass? / WHO? /
I don't know much, but I gotta assume, when you hit your first neden, your homies was in thy other room

Chorus: (Frosted Waters Warm - Pink Faygo - Happy Valentines Day - No One Looses No One We Promise)
We talkin' about / HOMIES! HOMIES! / Talkin' about Road Dogs of mine / Our Mutha fuckin' / HOMIES! HOMIES! / We throwin' up clown love signs / Real Juggalo / HOMIES! HOMIES! / Talkin about Road Dogs of mine / Homies, Homies, /

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Air Walkers of 17 Dimensions - Water That Glows - Book Feathers Fly -- Billy Billio)
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise, like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries,
and you got this boss who think he the Don Mega, because he the head manager / Chief Chili Fry Maker,
All you can vision is y'all beating him down, your homies standing on his back while you're kicking his head around,
but responsibility is there, I can't lie though, I'd of been plucked his fuckin' eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, I'll rip your piercings off, and now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft /
When you snuck thy car out who did you get? / WHO? / And when you got caught, on who'd you blame thy shit? / WHO? / who can you relax around and scratch your balls? / WHO? / Homies, I'm talkin' about like you and yours.

Chorus:
Violent J, Anybody Killa, and Juggalos: (Lavender Rain - She Loves You Real - Oshideous 2:12 - Roy Sota FX)
You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / Keep it in your click fuck thy outside baby /
You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / Runnin' with thy homies until I'm old like Grady

Jamie Madrox and Monoxide of Twiztid: (Green Books, Green Skies, Green Waterfalls, Green Lives, 17 Green Times)
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose and if you step to one of us, you better step to thy whole crew.
I never knew that I could depend, that I could have some friends, that's down to the very end.
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family, and when we conquer thy world, we mackin' on thy galaxy.
'Cause thy sky's the limit and we ain't finished, and if my homies gonna ride than you know I'm with it /
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies y'all. Hit it and quit it then I give it to my homies y'all
I got the world around my finger with my homies y'all and everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call.
We world wide with homies across thy planet, stickin' together like zippers on a Michael Jackson "Beat It jacket"
They got my back like a tat, for that I love y'all, hangin' till we old and gray like grandpas

Violent J, Anybody Killa, and thy Juggalos: (Lavender Rain - He Loves You Real - Oshideous 2:22 - Pat Sota FX)
You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / Keep it in your click fuck thy outside baby / You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / Runnin' with thy homies until I'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / Keep it in your click fuck thy outside baby /
You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Carnival ain't for everyone! / I Ain't talkin' about my family or my mother fuckin' lady / You don't like me, you can fuck on! / Swingin' hatchets on thy daily with my crew actin' crazy!

Thy Creation
This fucky-ass, lil' freshness was, programmed, played, performed, and engineered all by Mike P. Thy song was arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and lyrics were written and performed by ICP, Twiztid and Anybody Killa. Additional voices performed by: Mike P, Syn and Lil' Pig, all of Zug Izland. Thy track was made at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then vocals were recorded at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. It was mixed by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Ain't Yo Bidness

Intro: Rude Boy sittin' pancaked on 23's / Clown Love to Chicago Juggalos / We underground like Blaze / My Dead Homie / And yours / We Dead / We dead, no wait a minute... we don't die! / We don't die! / We Dead

Violent J: (Stereo Harmony Chirping Birds - "No more Hurtin' 4 Hallow-Vis" - 777 Triple Gems - 8:80 Velvet Book 4)
Maybe I like bloody, murder music, you know shit like "Stab Your Fuckin' Eye"
Maybe I like eatin' shit like Tylenol PM's cuz 5 or 6 will get you high
Maybe I like punchin' people I don't even know, I knock 'em flat up fuckin' out (PAH)
Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply reads "I had to let some anger out" (Sorry)
Maybe I only hang with weirdoes, and hoodlums, and junkies, I keep 'em by my side (what up?)
Maybe mama doesn't understand a friend is hard to come by, so I'll keep what I can find (My boys)
Maybe I got 2 felonies, tattoos on my neck and I always paint my face
Can I still date your daughter? I mean I think I outta, I like thy way she taste

Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J and a gang of Juggalos: (Red Apple Trees - Quiet Winds of Fortune- Blue Swans)
AIN'T YO BIDNESS / How I act! / AIN'T YO BIDNESS / Don't get slapped!
AIN'T YOUR CONCERN / WHAT WE DO! / LESS YOU WANT YO / Face Slapped Too!

Violent J: (Yellow Clouds Rain Sky Blue Rubies and Magic Sapphire Mist - Danny K and D Roz Rock Diamond Cut Mics)
Maybe I don't even like you, but I gotta front cuz you're a record label guy (mother fucker!)
What if I dragged you by thy hair, into thy street, and beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! Bitch!)
Maybe I would rather fuck a Missy Elliot before a Tony... "Braxton"
Maybe I would rather fuck a Macy Grey before a Janet... "Jackson"
Maybe I don't have no self esteem so I like to pick on everybody else
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my shirt I had bruises and welts "Oh" (its ok)
Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe I'm lying, I'm just tryna find an excuse to be a dick, I'm a dick - dick
Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right above your bed "You should try suicide"
From thy ceiling fan, so I'll be swingin' when you walk I, I might kick you in thy head (Stook!)
Maybe I got seven therapists, I been committed, but my manager he got me free (Double A yall)
18 Pills a day, I get so dizzy and high, sometimes I can't even see, (I gotta sit down)

Chorus:

Thy Creation
This track was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. It was arranged and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP. There are additional ad-lib vocals by our homies Syn of Zug Izland and of course our loc, Anybody Killa. Thy beautiful sounding voice you heard singin' them lil' "Jackson" and "Braxton" parts was that of Joy. Thy track was made and all thy vocals were recorded at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, Mi. Then shit was hooked up a lil' more at Maxi Media studios n Dallas TX. (Where we stayed at thy Budget Suits and met mad cool ass, Dallas ninjas and ninjettes, many on thy underground DJ scene. And on a local Dallas wrestling show Shaggy 2 Dope wrestled under a mask as "thy Doppelganger" against our homie Sabu who was managed that night by Syn! We fuckin' love us some Dallas). And then it was mixed down by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen, in beautiful, peaceful Nashville, Tenn. Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA. - WAIT! Before you turn thy page, let's play a lil' game. I'll bet that we know what number your thinking of... Come on, let's play: Ok, Ready? Think of a number, any number at all, in your head.... Got it? Now double that number in your head.... Got it? How add... let's say... "12" to that number... Got it? Ok, now take your new number and divide it in half.... Got it? Now subtract thy very first number that you started off with, from your current number... Got It? Your new and final number is "6" as in thy "6th Joker's Card", muddafacku!
Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: Crows Talk & Ninjas Listen

Soopa Villians
Featuring Esham
Intro part, Syn: (Blue Diamond Dust - Velour Grass and Floating Flowers - Book of the Gold Winged Pegasus 3-12)
Esham thy Boogie Man, running with a fuckin' hatchet. Violent J thy Juggla, and Shaggy 2 Dope thy SouthWest Strangler, allegedly. Collectively known as....

Thy Ring Leader: (Frozen Flames Dipped in Platinum Dust - Doves Sing 1 Hour before Silver Showers Fall)
Thy Soopa Villains!!!

Esham: (Lightning Jumping - Cool Sun Drops - Don Donna Heyer & Lin Linda Harwood - White Gems hold Magic -VIX)
Super flex, jet super sex, thy Boogie Man busting thy bazooka necks, get wet
thy Soopa Villains clock super checks, thy Juggalo in me will break thy bank and your super necks

Violent J: (Glass Trees - Heavenly Rain - Rings Winding - 250,000 Beams of Shangri Love Pointed At Your Heart)
It's thy Juggla juggalin', Juggalo thuggalin' Thuggalo, scrub ninja, mutha facko
My axe I keep with me, creep with, I sleep with, sever skulls and creep with

Esham: (Crystal Waters Warm - Gold Bricks Pave Walkways Threw Sapphire Bushes in Magic Blush Valleys)
Thy Southwest Strangler Super Plex, some bitch through thy limo
window, super stretch
Now I wonder should I shoot ya next, with thy super soaker, get ya soaking wet

Violent J: (Sleeping Angel Dreams on FFV = "Free For View" 986 Inch TV with Opal Diamond Tuning)
Juggaloly, I'ma Soopa Villain, I'm swinging my swords and I'm
all up on thy ceiling
I'ma ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks like Sabu, stab you, grab have at you

Esham: (Waterfalls of Sapphires - Foggy Lagoons are Wing Washing Waters, Silk Sands, 895 Book 4, Page 7, Andra)
Soopa Villains, making a super hero killing, fuck ya feelings
Ready and willing any day I could blow, insane monkey like Mojo Joe Joe

Violent J: Forrest Blue Lightning Throwable - Sleep Floating - Mirror Clouds over White Sand Valleys all4u 4u4u4u4)
Citizens don't talk to thy FBI, cause that killa with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm quick to grab thy diamonds, bag it, I love Batman, but Robin's a faggot, (faggot)

Thy Creation
Thy track was written, played, programmed, and engineered by thy scarecrow, farm boy, axe killa Mike "Peezy" "P" Puwal.Then it was produced and arranged by ICP & Esham and co-produced by Mike P. All thy lyrics were written and preformed by ICP and Esham. This song was partly tracked at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. (our own fuckin' bomb ass studio) then more shit was tossed into thy voodoo flava pot, and vocals were spit at Cherokee Studios in Hollywood, CA. Then thy song was mixed down by Mike P. co-mixed by ICP also at Cherokee Studios like BOOYAA. Finally, it was mastered by geeky named ass Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

We Belong

Thy Ring Leader: (Lost Pet Friends Await - Magic Youth Fountains Made of Gems - Curly Joe of the 3 - Time Traveler Diamonds)
Aww, little baby bitch ass is crying again, what's thy matter? Feelin' like you don't fit in anywhere? What about fittin' that ass in with us, thy mighty Deezy Cizznarn? We'll fuckin' gladly take ya. We take all shapes, colors, sizes and genders! We are... thy mighty... mystical, mythological, Dark mother fuckin' Carnival, BYYAATTCH!

Shaggy 2 Dope with ad-libs by Violent J: (Clouds - Beautiful Cool Mountain Top Air 40ozWidAzMa - Moe of thy 3)
I see you feelin' lonely again, you's a mother fucker, feelin' like you don't belong, like you thy only other?
Some of us scrubs got it worse than you, no homies to call on, or crew to belong too.
Some of us said fuck all that bullshit and dropped out; some of us stood up to fight but got knocked out
Some of us like to cuss and don't like your format, we like thy wicked shit and chose not to ignore that /
"Some of us be comin' out of more than a broken home" / Some of us be livin' out of our cars and carry on
Some of us see the Budget Suits as a real apartment and make you take off your shoes on our carpet
Some of us are on parole and can't leave thy state, and some are dead and gone, my homie Blaze can relate
And some can't afford a free phone call / "But them some of us's equal us all" / Think about that!

Chorus: Violent J and a gang of Jugga Thugs: (yellow Forrest Trees with Blue Grass - Larry of the 3 - 13:0220:41)
WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG / OUR CARNIVAL IS HERE
WE BELONG, (we thy shit) WE BELONG, (come as you are) WE BELONG / FIND US EVERYWHERE

Shaggy 2 Dope with ad-libs by Violent J: A Dirt Double A -- Pegasus Drink from Floating Puddles - Shemp of the 3)
Some of us own dope cars that fail to exist, some of us have profiles, nobody else fits,
and some ain't got time for thy Monks in Tibet, because my own kids are hungry and they lookin' to me for shit /
"Some of us own drug paraphernalia materials and some of us have incurable, sexual venereals
and some of us have dreams of being a star" / and most won't make it that far / "But it's all good" /
Some of us cant afford thy coolest shoes, some of us gives a fuck what popularity choose (FCK)
Some bitches tittie dance cause they babies are cryin', others say they dancin' for college and know that they lyin',
Some of us are in love with people who ain't ours; some of us don't give up until we're behind bars
And some of us must of been born to take thy fall / "But them some of us's equal us all" / and I'm with you

Chorus:

Thy Creation
This smooth-ass track was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. It was then arranged and produced by ICP and co produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all lyrics were written and performed by ICP. Additional adlib vocals also were performed by Anybody Killa. Thy track was programmed and created at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. and then vocals and additional shit was applied at Cherokee Studios in Las Vegas, NV. Finally thy song was mixed down by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. (Where we walked about 8 miles down these fresh ass tracks to get to thy studio a few times. It was cool as fuck because any time we got thirsty, we'd just drink the natural spring water flowing from the mountains on both sides of the tracks, no lie. We all are from fuckin' Detroit, so that shit was cool as fuck to us) Thy final product was then mastered by Tom Baker in the stale flesh at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Cotton Candy & Popsicles
Featuring Zug Izland
Intro Part, Syn:Go step to them bitches over there.
Anybody Killa: Fuck that, you go step to them bitches. Syn: ...For what? Violent J: Man, look out y'all

Violent J and Shaggy: (Red Forrest & Green Waters - Topmeh offow - Chocolate Rain 1nce Yearly in Shangri-La)
Wibble Wabble Bumble Boo. I'm Violent J, nice to meet you, hop and jump thy cherry pump (Cherry syrup on ice cream) Yum. What you say I buy you some, what's your name bitch, where you from? You know me but don't be scared, (Bloody hands are weird) I know, don't front girl you like us thugs, very scary, carney, scrubs, you don't want no richie faggot, (I think of Shaggy when he tag it) That's all good I'll hook you up / Send your shit, I'll look you up, you met J though he goes first / Yeah cause that's like how it works "Slut". I can put aside my axe; give your butt a couple smacks, once you let me all up in, your lucky if we'll meet again

Zug Izland Chorus: (Neon Clouds in Night Skies - Angels Bowling - bodiless yet RIGHT THERE 20000877600000012)
I don't wanna Lemon Ben & Jerry, baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't wanna Tropicana Dairy baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby / DON'T YOU WANNA MIX? Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICLES!

Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Warm Love Carnivals - NOBODYLONLYNOBODYLONLYNOBODYLONLYNOBODY)
You from Dallas, Texas right? You must be girl, you look tight, plus you rock a grip of ass (Thank you Shaggy Sweetness), Thank you nothin' let me hit it, Truffle Shuffle, Waffle Biscuit, whatever that was we ate cost me like $13.58 (Sugar Bear, I'm worth all that), Shit, bitch I'll smack you call me that, (What?) Call me Shaggy Southwest Thug, Juggalo Isle of Zug / Do him what you did to me, with your tongue ring and your teeth, (Only when in private) you think I wanna see his dick? Peace! / Put your candy down, let me show your tongue around, here's my popsicle and balls, get on your knees and go for yours

Zug Izland Chorus: (Neon Clouds in Night Skies - Angels Bowling - bodiless yet RIGHT THERE 20100877600000012)
I Don't wanna Watermelon Cherry baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't Wanna Tropicana Berry baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't Wanna Blue Banana Sherry Baby / DON'T YOU WANNA MIX? Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICKLES!? I don't wanna Lemon Ben & Jerry, baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't wanna Tropicana Dairy baby / DON'T YOU WANNA / I Don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby / DON'T YOU WANNA MIX?
Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICKLES!

DJ SHAGGY 2 DOPE Puttin' It Down Juggalo Mix Style:
SOUTHWEST SIDE BITCH! Bader than bad / Cause I'm from Motown / Bader than bad / Cuz I'm from Motown / Bader than bad / Cause I'm from Motown / SOUTH - WEST - SIDE - BITCH! / Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, YEAH
Time to get busy in this mother fucker... (Chorus repeats)

Thy Creation
Thy track was programmed, and engineered top to bottom and side to side by Mike "Peezy" "P" Puwal. It was written by ICP and Zug Izland. Then it was produced and arranged by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. All thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP with chorus lyrics performed by Syn, and Zug Izland. Additional vocals performed by Linx Mona Kill, Amy from Blush, Chris Rodenburg, and a Gang of Hatchet Men (from next door in thy Psychopathic Warehouse. Let's see... Barry was in there, Matt, Stefan, Jumpsteady, and all them ninjas). This song was partly tracked at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then more ingredients were tossed into our witch's brew at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. Then the song was mixed down by Mike P, co-mixed by ICP at "The Sound Kitchen" in Nashville, Tenn. like BLAAAM! Finally, it was Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Crossing Thy Bridge

Shaggy 2 Dope Intro part: Dearest Almighty Creator...

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Blue Solo - 14 Rivers Winding - Love found and held down - Plastic Monkeys Hanging)
I've lived one hell of a life, if your to take it tonight, I've lived the life of a king, but so much to darken my light / Looking 360 degrees, two hundred thousand disease, how can I lay back and chill, so many down on there knees /
But then again who am I, I'm just some typical guy, I ain't no fuckin' hero, I just been wondering why....

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (White Owls - Purple Kush - 17 Smooth Rocks - Omen 20, Verse 0)
I seen some children / Crossing thy bridge / What kind of life did / They get to live?
What kind of choice do / They get to make / What if it was a / Child's mistake?

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Pink Crystal Shattered - Cherry Twinkies - Foo Foo - Memories Relived Vividly 7474)
I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book, I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look? / I try to pray everyday, but sometimes get lost on the way, I seen the holiest spirit, so much to miss lead the way / I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot, inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holding my spot, I've just been wondering why...

Chorus:
I seen some children / Crossing thy bridge / What kind of life did / They get to live?
What kind of choice do / They get to make / What if it was a / Child's mistake?

Break Down: (Sea Horses Flying - Yellow Lemons - D Curtis Rides Pegasus and throws magic - Diamond Waves)
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR / WHAT IF IT'S A PURGATORY DOOR /
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR / WHAT IF IT'S A PURGATORY DOOR / Fuckin' take me instead!

Chorus:
I seen some children / Crossing thy bridge / What kind of life did / They get to live?
What kind of choice do / They get to make / What if it was a / Child's mistake? / Fuckin' take me instead! (repeats)

Thy Creation
Thy rockin' ass track was written, performed, programmed, played and fuckin' engineered by Mike P. Thy song was then arranged, and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy song's concept and all thy lyrics were written, performed and straight thy fuck up sang by thy Inner City Pussies. Additional background vocals in thy chorus were preformed by Mike P and Lil' Pig of Zug Izland. Thy track was initially made at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then scratch vocals and some other shits were done at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. Then final vocals and additional supa' flavor was added only a day before it was mixed to perfection b y Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Lastly it was baked, marinated, grilled and served up a smash splash of swass freshness by being mastered by (thy fella' with thy stale ass name) Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Thy Raven's Mirror

A Gang of Juggalos: (Yellow and Blue Popsicle Trees - Cool Fire - 17 Moons Setting Over Shangri-La - All Are Warm and Safe - NOBODYHUNGRYNOBODYHUNGRYNOBODYHUNGRYNOBODY - 14 Gems, Book 3 Fort 5-11)
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY

Shaggy 2 Dope: (Orange Waters over River Blue Skies - 20 Freebies - Golden Swana Book 7 - Chapter 7, Verse 7)
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check, as soon as it's gone, I'm gonna KILL! And that was my last refill dog Dammit! I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is, only reason why you diss me is because you want a sip! Every time I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser, I'ma do time I assume, I bitch slapped thy judge right out his own court room, then I took thy bench, and sentenced myself, eternal happiness and good health mother fucker, mother fucker, mother fucker, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me I'ma snatch it, and whip it to thy garbage can down thy hall, then kick you in thy ass as you search and crawl for it

A Gang of Juggalos: (Yellow and Blue Popsicle Trees - Cool Fire - 17 Moons Setting Over Shangri-La - All Are Warm and Safe - NOBODYMISSINGNOBODYMISSINGNOBODYMISSINGNOBODY - 15 Gems, Book 3 Fort 5-11)
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY

Violent J: (Carmel Mountains - White Stone Purple - Lakes Levitating and Floating Across the Sky Like Huge Clouds)
You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this only I never really thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin, in a pine black box, the only sound being that of my heart if I'm alive, But I've got no pulse of ever-breath for days I remember the crash and after that it's a haze, but I do recall thy funeral, them lowering me in, it was about that time when my soul kicked back in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin', got nothin but the dirt hitting the top from them shoveling, I'm fucked. It's been at least two weeks but I don't keep time, I just lay here motionless in this rotting body of mine, I tried fantasy realms and dreaming my way out, it only leads to mind panicking and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it ever really happen again, please God, heaven or hell just let something begin

Violent J with additional voices by Legs Diamond: (Silver Clouds - Golden Forest - Puddles of Liquid Gold 1:WHITE BLUE JAYS 321)
Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me go / LET ME GO / Let me go / GO / My body wont let me go / LET ME GO / Let me go / GO! / Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing, No! Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me go / LET ME GO / Let me go / GO / My body wont let me go / LET ME GO / Let me go / GO!

Thy Creation
Both sides of thy mirror, in other words both complete tracks were written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. This unusual sounding song was then produced and arranged by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP. Additional ad-lib vocals also were performed by Legs Diamond. Thy track was programmed and played at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. and then vocals and additional flavor was injected at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. Finally thy song was mixed down by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, Tenn. Thy final product was Mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Thy Wraith

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Glass Lakes and Blue Ice Chips - White Skies Over Blue Forest - faygoluvers.net)
Always uninvited / fuck off / unrespected, sometimes he creeps other times he's expected /
He hangs out in bad neighborhoods up at thy park / he will strike in broad daylight but prefers thy dark /
Three little kids caught inside a burning home / he'll just sit there and wait for 'em / leave 'em alone! /
As sure as we're alive today and death is inevitable / he's waitin' there watching through the eyes of a crow /
fo' sho' / I know / yo

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (Joe&JoeyHungOn - Redemption - Thy Butterfly Awaits 432-234 - Opal Onyx)
Death is always at a shitty time
Don't bother trying to run and hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side (Step to the other side)

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Tyler Throws Magic in Shangri-La - Doves Souring - Green Sands with Pink Rubies)
Freeway intersections when thy bars close, he loves 'em / Blew out traffic lights? / He hovers above him /
And he loves the motherfuck out of crackheads and heroin / rehab centers and caring mothers always scaring him /
Sharing them needles? / He encourages and raw sex? They got him working and steady collecting soul checks /
Then again / What? / Nine times out of ten, I wish he's take me / Instead of some of these poor children we see / I'm sayin / Skwo / What

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus:(Deep Forest of Light Trees - Cool Deserts Wide - AlexssibbA 436 - Twice)
Death is always at a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side Nothing to fear
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Green Time - God's Juggalo Children - Diamond Trees 22-9 Earth Walkable 2)
He remains nameless but we call him thy Wraith / He is thy 6th Jokers Card of thy Dark Carnival faith /
That's it, now your clock is ticking, every second counts / and everything you do that right or wrong, it all amounts /
And whether you going to heaven or hell / he doesn't care / he's only here to give you thy death touch / and send you there / and send you there / Most people fear him /
because they don't understand / that once he finally touches you with death eternity can begin / That's what thy fuck I'm talkin' about / Lotus /
What / Mother fuck / yea yeah / Woop Woop / Hoe

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (Blue Moons - Galaxies Visible - Powder Snow Dust Floating Gently Down)
Death is always at a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side Nothing to fear
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)

Thy Creation
Thy deep-ass track was written, performed, programmed, played and fuckin' engineered from head to toe by Mike P. Thy song was then arranged, and produced by ICP and co-produced by Mike P. Thy song's concept and all thy lyrics were written, performed and straight thy fuck up crooned by thy ICP. Thy track was first put down at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Then some other shits were done at Maxi Media Studios in Dallas, TX. It was then mixed so greatly by Mike P and co-mixed by ICP at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, TN. Then thy diamonds started raining on us right there in thy studio. (Thank God that happened too, because we didn't know how the fuck we was gonna pay our studio bill). Lastly, it was mastered by Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, Ca.

Thy Unveiling

Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope:
Now we been told this carnival shit has touched on many lives. People have fuckin' sworn to us they too can feel it inside. What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you? We've been waiting six fuckin' Joker Cards to finally tell you. Thy messages and hints were there, all though most never picked up on 'em. We snuck 'em in subliminally with that wicked shit around 'em. We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card. Thy bottom always thy same, you ain't have to look hard. We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get with it and dig we don't preach it flat out, 'cause some ninjas don't wanna get with ya, they quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out. So we rose the Hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall, after all 6 have risen thy end of time will consume us all. It ain't got nothing to do with us, it ain't Psychopathic Records! All we're doing is pointing shit out to you, we in this together! Who's behind thy Dark Carnival, thy Gatherings and thy Hatchet? Who's behind Dark Lotus, thy circus and everybody at it? Who invented Juggalos and Juggalettes and fuckin' Faygo showers? What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit, who's behind thy Juggalo powers? This ain't no fuckin' fan club. It ain't about making a buck. Don't buy our fuckin' action figures bitch, I don't give a fuck! It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy, thy Butterfly or seventeen. When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean? Truth is we follow GOD, we've always been behind him,
Thy Carnival is GOD and may all Juggalos find him!

Thy Creation
This track was written, programmed, played, performed, and engineered by Mike P. The fresh live drums in thy chorus part were played by Lil' Pig of Zug Izland (our homie Loc-Daddy-Crawdad). Thy song was arranged, produced and then blessed with white Carnival Majic, by ICP and it was co-produced by Mike P. Thy concept and all thy lyrics were written and performed by ICP. Extra vocals were performed by Anybody Killa and Legs Diamond, with Lil' Pig, Syn and Mike P of Zug Izland. Thy track was created at Thy Lotus Pod Studio in Detroit, MI. Thy vocals, magic and holy flavor was then added later at thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, TN. Then thy song was mixed down (by candle light) to absolute pure dope perfectly by Mike P and co-mixed by Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope also at Thy Sound Kitchen in Nashville, TN. Then mastered it was mastered by the master-masterer Tom Baker at Precision Mastering in Hollywood, CA.

Dedicated To The Butterfly

I was maybe 7 years old. My brother Rob was around 8 or 9 I guess. We were outside playing in front of our house in suburban Berkley, MI. I remember it was a regular summer afternoon, we were hanging out in thy yard or whatever when my brother Rob screamed "Joe I caught a giant butterfly! I caught a giant butterfly! Hurry up and get thy jar!" I grabbed thy jar off thy steps and ran over to him. Somehow, some way, he had actually managed to catch one of them big ass, pretty, orange, yellow and black butterflies right out of thy air with his bare hands. Unbelievable. If you remember anything about being a kid, you remember them things are un-catchable. They'll fuckin' sit there and dance, slow motion, in thy air style, right around your fuckin' face while you bust your ass trying to catch it. Somehow, on this regular summer afternoon, Rob happened to scoop it right out of flight with his bare hands. "Hurry, get thy jar opened up and ready, I can feel its wings trying to get away!"
Finally we had it safely and sound in thy jar with thy fresh poked holes in thy lid and everything. We knew that we'd better let it go soon though. We looked at this creature as an animal more than an insect. Plus being that age, this animal was more than just a bug to us. It was our homie.
We decided we would just have it spend one night with us and we'd let it go in the morning. Plus we figured a whole family of giant butterflies might even come looking for it if we didn't. I mean this butterfly was so big, and colorful in that jar. It even looked like it had fur on it. It was absolutely awesome.
That night, as usual it was hot as hell in our bed room, so we took thy fan and pointed it right into thy holes of thy butterfly's jar. We didn't think much of it at thy time other than hopefully thy butterfly will be comfortable while he's spending this night with us.
Thy following morning, much, much, to our sadness, thy Butterfly was dead. Our guess was it had to be thy fan blowing on it all night. We didn't mean to harm this beautiful, giant Butterfly at all. We were painfully crushed.
We had a funeral right there in our backyard for it that morning. We buried it in this lil' empty box on top of some napkins and stuff. As we were paying our last respects to this butterfly, both me and my brother Rob made a vow - right then and there we made this vow: "One day, we will both make it to Heaven and apologize to thy Butterfly, face to face."
We made that vow when we were just two lil' young-ass kids, but what better time than then? That was us at our cleanest and purest form. We were so loving, only because we were still so untouched and unscathed by thy real world. That yard was thy only world we knew back then. We didn't know any real negatives, or realties even, because they are kept from most young children. We were at our cleanest points that morning. Ready for thy world with our first vow and goal to complete in life.
We didn't know the differences between white, black or Asian people, boys or girls, east sidaz or west sidaz, Jewish or Muslim people. None of that shit mattered to us then, and it still shouldn't. We just looked for smiling faces back then, and we still should.
Look at us all now. It was thy world around us that instilled all thy hatred and wacky beliefs upon us all. We become one with thy world as we walked threw it. Once we live some life, our souls ain't as clean anymore. We all got a lil' bit older, we didn't care as much anymore about butterflies or what colors their wings had. We learned who we are supposed to hate, who we should love and even flat out how we should be as people. All of which is taught to us by other people! And who the fuck are they? We spend our entire lives trying not to do what ever is considered "stale" by everybody else. Well fuck that! Consider us stale as fuck then. We some four-week-old, desert-dried-Wonder-Bread, stale-ass individuals then.
We will one day complete our vows before we pass. I want to be as clean as I was when I was 7. I want my own heart telling me what to do and how to live. We will rid our souls of this garbage that was pounded into it, and once again respect the beauty of some fresh ass shit like a Butterfly's wings. One day, we will get to Heaven and apologize to thy Butterfly, just like we said we would.
We're going to Shangri-La, baby. Sorry if that upsets you... wait, no we ain't! Fuck off if that upsets you. The bottom line is we want nothing more out of thy rest of our lives but to see you Juggalos there in Shangri-La with us.

Joe Bruce b.k.a. Violent J
Insane Clown Posse

All songs: Zomba Publishing / Twisted Harmony / Univox1 Publishing / BMI. All rights reserved.
Photos by: Sota FX • Graphic Design by: Gary Arnett - Acme Digital Design • Wraith image roughed-up and worked-over by: Gary Arnett & William Charley

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Insane Clown Posse
The Wraith
Shangri-La

1. Walk Into Thy Light 2. Welcome To Thy Show 3. Get Ya Wicked On 4. Murder Rap 5. Birthday B*t*hes 6. Blaaam!!! 7. It Rains Diamonds 8. Thy Staleness 9. Hell's Forecast 10. Juggalo Homies 11. Ain't Yo Bidness 12. We Belong 13. Cotton Candy & Popsicles 14. Crossing Thy Bridge 15. Thy Raven's Mirror 16. Thy Wraith 17. Thy Unveiling

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