"Is this on?"
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"Gather round my wealthy friends
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And endure the horrifying sights
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Only your worst nightmares can produce
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Actual human beings of a deformed nature
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Come at once
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And come and enduldge yourself
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In our own twisted amusement of
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Another's misfortune
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Yes, ladies and gentlemen
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Enter our three ring show of freaks"
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[Violent J]
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Ring one, a dung a dung dung
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My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
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To the desk in school then I run down the hall
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Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
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Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
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Just cause I don't look like everybody
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I guess they're bunch of richboys, bitchboys
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Scary, bula!
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And what's the big deal about my neck
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Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
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Up a couple feet to get a better sight
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Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
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No, so, now how ya gonna act?
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So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
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I guess I'm just another freak show thing
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And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing
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[Chorus (2x)]
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Three ring a ding a ding ding
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People love to point and stare
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Three ring a ding a ding ding
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It's the same as everywhere
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[Shaggy 2 Dope]
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Ring two, how do you do?
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I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
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You don't try to front ho
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Try to play me out just cause I'm running with the sideshow
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Or maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
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But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
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I'm popping in like a pound of lead
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Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
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Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
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Cuz when I was two my momma left me at the circus
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Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
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Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
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But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
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Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
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So don't be stickin your finger in my face stank
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Or your stomach might receive a shank from the...
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[Chorus (2x)]
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"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
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Here at our three ring exhibit
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But to be honest I really don't see
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What's so fucking funny about it
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These fucking people are real!"
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[Violent J]
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Ring three, the ICP
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Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
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That's how you get fucked up
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We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
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Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink from the bird
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Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
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She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
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Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
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Fuck that, bitch, suck that
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I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
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Just two balls hanging with no protection so
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I move real careful and slow
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You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
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Call me Don Knots cuz I'm getting on it every week, uh
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So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
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I chill with the three rings
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[Chorus(2x)]
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"Well, that's it
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I hope you're satisfied
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I hope you had a good time
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You fucking heartless bastards
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You saw what you wanted
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So grab your fucking kids
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And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
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And get the fuck out of our circus tent
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You cold-hearted sons of bitches
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You think they look fucked up
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Just wait till I kick your
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Fucking lips in a couple times
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You'll be sittin up here like a bitch
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And we'll laughing at your folded ass
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They'll call you lumpy
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After I done put knots
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All over your fuckin forehead
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Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
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How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
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You fucking little bitch
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Come here, I'll shove that
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Fucking corn dog up your ass
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Get the fuck out of here
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Show's fucking over
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Get the fuck out of here
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You fucking heartless bastards"
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3 Rings
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ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |