Get Geeked - Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid

Yeah, back up cause we in here

We more than sip beer

When we get geeked we don’t just sit there

Not when it’s this fat, where the chicks at?

Nobody hits that?

I’mma fix that!

Stare, kick, clap, pat, ba bah bum bum

We get sick of your track where I come from

Earthquake backyard, the whole hood

Sound fake?

Smacked hard if you’re no good!

Twiztid and the clowns on these carnival tones!

Leave the whole yard full of tombstones

Scrub life, freedom!

Nedens, I’ll feed em!

Haters?

I’ll beat em!

Defeat em and eat em!

Juggalo love lew ya, what’s it too ya?

Its a oo-ee, Lamanamanoomie

You and me starring in the feel good movie of the week

What up though, ninja?

get geeked!

I walk in, everybody’s honkin

Im a nobody, but I go nutty

Might sound sappy, but I’m happy

See me teasin, they wanna attack me

The whole world’s depressed with stress

But right about now im infected with fresh

I bust three backflips into the splits

And land face first in between two tits

I’m Juggalo now, Juggalo back then

Gimme a second chance, Im Juggaloin again!

Chris Hanson’s a Juggalo, but he don’t know it

I dance like a Juggalo and proud to show it!

Throw ya hands up like a wild man

Mike E. Clark versus Jake Giels Band

Peter Wolf say come as you are, little freaks

Second Joker’s card of deck two, get geeked!

Fuck anybody tryin to hate my style

Screamin Fuck You with a painted smile

Throw Your Hands Up

Jumpin while I’ll

(Let go) get up!

(let go) jump in

(let go) let loose!

(let go) fuck them!

Everybody say, whoop whoop!

Get-g-g get-get-get get geeked!

Get g-get get get get geeked

Get g-g get get get get geeked

Get get geeked

G-g get geeked

I just got out of jail today

I got a fat work wait and a bitch in the gate

I’m like hey (hey)

Everythings good on the bad side

I’m bout to get so, so high

Beer bong sing-along

Cause I’m fucked up

You got another hit of that

Everybody, come through

Party over here til we rockin the dead

Saw a footloose creep walkin on the waterbed

Light up a cigarette

And dont forget that we can make it

Ugly like the bitch you with, gettin bloody like her period

Barbiturate, inhabitant, but mostly on some killer shit

And I hope I ain’t go syphilis from fuckin that little silly bitch

Electric, singin' about butter knife in the sockets

Til im warm and melty just like some hot pockets

Told em that we rock shit

Us and the clowns

And ya haters shut up and smile

Cause it’s fin to go down