in the haughhh! lyrics – icp

i’m violent j
i breath toxic fumes
and throw my lungs up all over your brand new patten leather penny loafers
you f*ck!

i’m 2dope
i got sick *ss sewer sludge stuck in my throat
and i live in a big pipe on sog island
so stop by and have a bowl of rust you f*cking b*tch *ss f*ggot

f*ggot you b*tch *ss f*ggot
i’m in the south west detroit del ray
in a city ghetto street gang
i got people who want me dead
but everytime they run up on me, i get scared
and my skull explodes
all over those motherf*ckers

sometimes i get hungry, man, but it ain’t nothing
but it ain’t nothing in the box but a brick sandwich
so i start hurting that motherf*cker
and i chew on that b*tch until my jaw breaks
which don’t fade me, cause i’m a hoodlum
and i don’t exist to you f*cks (you f*cks)
you green-gr*ss f*cks

f*ck me, and i’ll f*ck you, f*cker
we comin’, motherf*cker
we coming to get ya
coming to get ya
how ya see me is what ya get
how ya see me is what ya get
carnival of carnage is coming
how ya see me is what ya get

i was snookin’ good in my bed
woke up to find my brain fell out my head
stuffed it back in with a screwdriver, i’m that much liver
i can walk on my hands on a tight rope
but then i always fall, and bust my *ss.
but it really don’t matter (really don’t matter) (don’t matter) don’t
matter, cause i’m in the haugh

in the haugh, in the haugh
violent, violent j’s in the motherf*cking haugh
i’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
we in the motherf*cking what? haugh!
(with the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
kill, southwest thrill)

get off me, dog, i’ll sh*t face
i mean i ain’t got sh*t on my face, but ya know
people in the suburbs hate me (why?)
southwest carnival crazy (hiii)
my mind ain’t nothing but a lemon
but i mean it’s f*cking yellow and sh*t
i don’t know man, f*ck off
you can’t fade me, brother, cause i’m in the haugh!

in the haugh, in the haugh
2dope shaggy’s in the motherf*cking haugh
i’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
we in the motherf*cking what? haugh!
(with the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
kill, southwest thrills)

i’m greasy, and i can moonwalk
but i don’t, cause that sh*t’s so f*cking played out
instead, i just grab this w*ng, and tell you that i’m in the haugh, b*tch!
parachute pants, and moon boots
chilling on the corner b*tt-naked hurting fruit loops
f*ck a hill billy goat
sitting in the tub, i let my nuts float, cause i’m in the haugh

in the haugh, in the haugh
granny’s all in the motherf*cking haugh
i’m in the haugh, you’s in the haugh
we in the motherf*cking what? haugh!
(with the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker’s
kill, southwest thrills)

southwest is in the haugh!
d.c. is in the haugh!
i’m in the haugh, in the haugh, in the haugh
hamma, hamma, hamma
east dogs in the haugh
jump steady in the haugh
hammer in the haugh, too!
mike clark in the haughhh!
mr. t’s in the haugh!
hamma, hamma

(with the wiked town, south west gang, wicked the joker’s
kill, southwest thrill)

/ icp lyrics