assassins lyrics – icp

you know who your f*ckin wit?
w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wicked clowns (repeat)

wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown

i sailed off the river rouge and saw this man
he was chubba he was b*tta i sn*tched his jewelry and ran
i caught up with nate he said i think its worth a grand
he smiled then he cringled then he shook my hand
the deal is goin down i need the money so im giddy
the f*ckin snake was crule all i got was 750
my mother threw my out i called my sister a wh*r*
now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor
its been a week i havent eaten i starve and i crawl
saw my teacher ms. delana oak at wellington mall
i broke into a dozen and jumped in the back
and waited for the b*tch to put my shank through her neck
she offered her cars keys cried and said please
she promised not to tell and gave me as and bs
i said i want your money b*tch and all i can sell
i looked into her eyes and she was scared as h*ll!
i knew she was a snitch so i cut off her tongue
now happy with the trigger now im on the run
an *ss*ssin

wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown

you know who your f*ckin wit?
w-w-w-w-w-w-w-wicked clowns (repeat)

my father was a priest cold blooded hes dead
hipocret he was a bigot so i cut off his head
poored out the holey water bless the dead is what i said
and heard the demons screamin as his body bled
now im drunk on the freeway just the other day
i saw a fine hitch hiker and i wanted to play
pulled up to the curb so i can offer a ride
she said thanx i said no thang and she got inside
im peepin as im creepin im packin an erection
im stairin with my d*ck im like look which direction
made it to her ave, she got out and said see ya
hey babe why dont ya chill and kill this 2 liter
went into my trailer, i filled up the gl*ss
before she took a sip i had my d*ck in her *ss
i banged it and banged it the sh*t was obserd
like she was sporty spice and i was some f*ckin nerd
then she rolled over and gave me a kiss
she said when am i gettin paid? what b*tch?
first i tried to choke her she went for the door
she said welcome to the disease theres no cure for
b*tch i love you but now you gotta die
i chased her through the door but she slammed it in my eye
she p*ssed by my boy and i knew he was strapped
billy pulled out his gun and shot the b*tch in her back
still about 30, i went for the hatchet
and screamed at the moon like a sick psychopatchic
chopin and chopin they said j what tha f*ck?
on the news they found her head stuffed up her b*tt, what?
im an *ss*ssin

hahaha a motha f*ckin *ss*ssin
an *ss*ssin
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown
dont f*ck with me
wicked clowns, wicked clown
wicked clowns, wicked clown

/ icp lyrics