(Barking)
Pain is sexual
And I'm horny
I'm horny
horny
Violent J:
I jump in the mosh pit, but I'm alone
Between four trees, I get it on
My brain is hemorrhaging, it's them or me
It ain't easy knocking over a tree (I pass out)
I wake up the room is padded
It would appear I've had it
But hold up
Close rip, wrap them around my neck
And choke myself to death, no breath
Now I'm out, I'm strapped down
Wait, I can still move my head around
But I got about four inches between the back of my head
And the metal gurney bed
BOOM!
Slamming it, retraction
BOOM
I feel the back of my skull is cracking
BOOM
A broken bone is piercing my brain
And BOOM, I just hammered it in...
Ahhhhh
Ahh I hurt myself
God I hurt myself
Stop me
Pain, pain pain
I hurt myself
Stop me
Monoxide Child:
I'm sitting in the dark, talking to myself
Why does everybody tell me that I need help?
I'm in love with pain
I take a needle or a knife
And drive that mother fucker through my windpipe
Just might
Take a razor blade
Dip it in some gas
See if I can take a little skin off the calf
Grotesque I'm a walking body bag
And when it all heals, I pick the scabs
Blaze Ya Dead Homie:
Alone in the casket, buried in the earth
Self-inflicted wounds, blood stains on my t-shirt
Kick out the door till my legs fall off
Try to use my head, but my skull too soft
The pain overwhelms shooting through my kidneys
Blood rushes out when I stick a shank in me
Keep stabbing and sticking
And pulling all the blood spitting
I cut off oxygen
Take my own life again
Chorus:
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself, when you know I love you
AH STOP ME!
Why, tell me why
Do you hurt yourself, when you know I love you
AH STOP ME!
Marz:
You try to run upon me and pull that piece out of that belt
I smile, grab that shit and shot my fucking self
I staple my tattoos on
See me closed eye running into traffic, just to get my bruise on
An ice pick through the head of my dick
I might slice up my face and my lips
My main artery is begging me to let it flow free
Grab a razor blade let it bleed..
Shaggy 2 Dope:
I layer up skin ohhh, I pull it back
And smooth it back down with one simple smack (OUCH)
Wednesday nights I got kicked off my bowling league
Just cause I show up, bite a bowling ball, and leave
Yeah go ahead curse me you faggots
So I throw my legs onto moving cars, you got your habits
I don't consider it hurting myself, it brings me joy
Now shut the fuck up here
Batter up UHHHHAHHH!!
Jamie Madrox:
Cut and slice away with a steak knife
Hit myself in the ankle with PVC pipe
Exacto blade underneath the fingernail
Bleed and make another cut, fuck it might as well
Tablespoon of Morton's salt in the openwound
If it don't burn, you don't know what you doing
If you fail, just return to start
Self defecation is a beautiful art
Chorus
(Groaning and yelling)
STOP ME
STOP ME
STOP ME
Pain is sexual
Pain
Sexual
Parts of Chorus
Pain is sexual
STOP ME!
Is it sexual?
Sexual
Sexual
STOP ME!
Is it sexual?
Haha
STOP ME!
look into my mind tell me what you see what you find
Can somebody tell me what's happening this time?
I don't know
Im breaking down again, losing control
With these demons inside still pulling at my soul.
Still reaching for my coat, I choke and black out
Without a lung to pump anymore oxygen out.
Am I doomed on the Earth with these mental symptoms
Cause your church won't grant the dead an exorcism.
[Violent J:]
Let me get two turntables and a microphone
Black rain, bloody murder means spike your dome
Why, I, don't know why
Pressure released from my head when you die
(Ali Baba)
Empty pill bottles on the shelf
Got this hunger and a sexual drive to end your health.
Fucking aches (ouch)
You gotta die, I'm sorry but you gotta die.
[Chorus x2:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off in
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.
[Madrox:]
Fall in through emotion and passing through memories
Descending into dark with my hands in front of me
Waving and screaming, falling like a way through Hell
What's at the bottom? I don't know
But I'll find out when I get there
Hands grabbing at me, but I'm dodging them all
Slicing each and every wrist with my hatchet as I fall
And if I reach the bottom with my life intact,
I'm a climb right to the top and go right back and do it again.
[Monoxide:]
If you can see what I was thinking then no one would have to die
It would be as simple as looking inside of my mind
And through time all the pressure has come to a head
And I release it on the innocent and leave 'em for dead
Could be a chemical imbalance where I blame it on this challenege
And remarks, so I waited in the dark where his car was parked
A couple whacks with the axe to his back
And he was down, and then I hit the ground
Somebody catch me.
[Chorus x2:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off in
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.
[Shaggy:]
If you listen too close you might lose your mind
If you look too close your head could explode like mind bomb (boom)
Did Blaze really get shot the fuck down? (Still bleeding)
Did Twiztid really sell they soul to the underground? (What?)
After the 6th, will ICP kill theyself? (fuck off)
Is ABK a real warrior or something else?
I don't know and I don't care
Just remember me with my fucking Lotus in the air (Lotus)
[ABK:]
Keep talking mother fucker, do it again, don't push me
You fuckin with a old school cat that ain't friendly
So take it to that level, go ahead keep pulling my chain
Cause when I get upset I get strange
You have no clue
Check this out, I be fiending from mood swings
Ready to throw down and knock the shit out of soft range
Hard list, ready to live out whatever
So if you're in my path, we better best be walking together.
(Mother fucker)
[Chorus x5:]
Come with me, right into the edge of your mind
We're standing on the edge and ready to die
The shit is about to jump off, and I'm about to jump off in
Then when the soul around I'm a jump again.
Opaque Brotherhood
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
Last of a dyin breed, soil of the Earth
Policed and been hated by the Church since birth
Bent and forgotten was the Prophet in the Prophecy
The Opaque Brotherhood they label it hypocrisy
Like a lost practice of the guilty crimes
Drinkin from the blood so they think it won't survive
But the Call the Brotherhood Opaque is too strong
Time to write another chapter, we've been gone far too long
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Look once you see a flash like a shadow
Make a double take your wife gets left a widow
Dark Lotus kinda like a boxer's fist
Five of us packed together, covered up and ready to hit
We turn bodies to souls, souls to blackness
The Devil's most cleverest trick is to make you think you don't exist
We Opaque, translucent and eternal Brotherhood
A secret society buried deep up in the woods
[Jamie Madrox:]
Opacity basically means that you're dead
See the Brotherhood of Five Elements we get deadly
Behead me
Throw it at your Devil call it wicked
Knee deep in the cloudy water see a Lotus never pick it
Conflicted by thoughts of life and death and in between
If you're true psycho skitso then you're knowin what I mean
As we marchin in concession down the long and windy path
Skeleton hand for a compass, dead skin for a map
[Violent J:]
Even on a sunshiny day, I'm grimy
I can't find my way, untie me
I don't mind the hate, it reminds me
I'm of time and space
Five nomads (five)
Followers of no fads
Lotus stem rises up above the pedals of grass
Which was once over towering
Now we overpowering
Planting our seeds for whatever tomorrow brings
[Monoxide Child:]
I'm separated and laughed at from most kinds
I stood firm on my own two and passed by
My middle finger in the air because I'm that guy
Who don't give a fuck to watch each and every one of y'all, die
Now put that signal in the sky and let em that I'm a Lotus
And Brotherhood is the life and if we growin keep the fuckers stronger
And we're gonna get it
No longer can we forget on that path where the wicked shift
[Chorus:]
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through the Opaque Brotherhood
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through the Opaque Brotherhood
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through the Opaque Brotherhood
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through the Opaque Brotherhood
Opaque, black light haunted by the flash
The Lotus grows where the roses pass
No light, no dark, no bad, no good
You can't see through the Opaque Brotherhood
looks like were all out of time brother!
Everybodys out of time!
Fuck It, We gots to tell them
All secrets will now be told
no more hidden messengers
this is it yall
times up
everything be out right here
no need for the reverse talking
the truth.
Now we have been told this carnival shit has touched 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.
This messengers and hints were there, all though most never picked up on them.
We snuck em` in subliminally with that wicked shit around them.
We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card.
The bottom line always the same, you aint have to look hard.
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get with it and dig we don't preach it flat, 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 the end of time will consume us all. It aint got nothing to do with us, It aint Psychopathic Records!
All we`re doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together! Who`s behind the Dark Carnival, thet Gatherings and the hatchet? Who`s beind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who inveted Juggalos and Juggalette and fuckin Faygo showers? What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit, who`s behind these Juggalo powers?
This ain`t no fuckin fan club, It aint about making a buck. Don`t buy our fuckin action figures bitch, i dont give a fuck. It aint About Violent J or Shaggy, the 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, The Dark Carnival is GOD and may all Juggalos find him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's out there, He's Out there!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don't care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchet and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
He`s Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Our carnival will carry one.
yeh, he`s everywhere!
Im sayin he's anywhere!
juggalos, hes out there!
yeh, yeh, everywhere!
He's Out There
Come see the show,
big top show,
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
he`s out there!
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
ya cant fuck with the juggla
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there!
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there! He`s out there!
We all gonna die, but I`m not gonna fry
Even though most never try.
I`m not gonna let this pass me bye, no.
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don`t care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
Icp we got the dog beats!
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
people love to point and stare
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
its the same as everywhere
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
He's out there!
We don't care what happen's now!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Thank you! ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us
We hope you`ve enjoyed the Wraith's exibit of Shangri-La
and soon as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you byyyatch!
hahahaha, always remeber to fuck off!
Fuck Off! good bye!
The first Joker's Card, Carnival of Carnage, is a representation of the ghettos and the violence that occurs within them.[4][5] It takes the form of a traveling carnival which releases the same brutality on those who have ignored the inner cities' cries for help.[5] The Card issues a warning against the upper-class and government's negligence toward the lower classes.[4][5] The Ringmaster, the second Joker's Card, is the overseer of the Carnival of Carnage.[6] He leads "the phantoms of the dead" that take the form of the Carnival.[6] The creatures fiercely tear doomed souls from their living bodies and drag them down into Hell.[6] The Ringmaster himself is created through one's own sins, and is one of several who will judge whether a soul is worthy to enter heaven or doomed to eternal hell.[6][2]
The third Joker's Card, the Riddle Box, is another entity used to determine fate.[7][2][4] Upon death, a soul enters a dark chamber containing a jack-in-the-box on an old wooden table. The front of the box has a "painted question mark faded with time," representing the mystery of your own afterlife.[7][2] As the handle is turned, a melodic tune begins to play, and when the music stops, the choice is made. The pure see a vision of God, warming their souls as they enter eternal peace.[7] The evil see an immense fog seeping from the box, "stripping their sanity, as they witness an image of hell, spawned and formed from their own evil; a hideous reflection of their demented souls."[7] The floor falls from underneath them, casting the doomed into the bottomless pit of Hell.[7] The fate determined by the Riddle Box can found by looking deep within yourself, and can be changed with righteous actions.[7][4]
The Great Milenko, the fourth Joker's Card, is an Illusionist and a Necromancer, though acting on dead minds rather than dead spirits.[8][4] His purpose is to try and trick individuals into greed and other such sins.[8] He takes out the worst in an individual and creates powerful illusions in an attempt to cause them to become hedonistic and greedy.[8] The Great Milenko is present within every person, and an honorable individual must fight his magic in order to make it to heaven.[8] The fifth Joker's Card, The Amazing Jeckel Brothers, focuses on the 19 circles of hell, and the morality of man as he is torn between righteousness and evil.[9] Jack "the sinister" and Jake "the just" emerge from the smoke of a candle to determine the fate of the dead.[10] The Jeckel Brothers juggle pulsating blood-covered balls representing the mortal life of the dead.[10] For every sin committed, another ball is added.[10] Jack throws Jake curves in an attempt to see a ball drop, and if a soul witnesses Jake drop one of the balls, he will be damned to hell. Souls who see Jake successfully complete the act ascend to heaven.[10]
The face of the sixth Joker's Card is "The Wraith"—or simply, Death. The card featured two "exhibits", Shangri-La and Hell's Pit, which were each be given its own album.[11] The Wraith: Shangri-La revealed that the hidden message of Insane Clown Posse's music was always to follow God and make it to Heaven.[11] Hell's Pit toured where those who do not atone for their sins nor follow the ways of Shangri-La are sent, illustrating the horrors of hell itself.[12] According to Bruce, "The ending of the Joker Cards, the way we looked at it, was death. Heaven and hell. That's up to each and every juggalo [to decide]. We're not an ultra religious group. I don't go to church or anything. I like to believe in God."
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