Silence of the Hams - Insane Clown Posse

Silence of the hams squeal pigs

Split they wigs

Mr. bigs

This is gonna flip they lids

Screw you f**king bitch

Now me tell you something about my side of town

Pork chops get sauteed so they don’t f**k around

You have the right to remain silent

I plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent

And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies

Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans

I’m like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K

Ain’t no way we ain’t gonna spray away

4 Killas and a Lapro?

Ham

We staying ice out like the abdominal snowman

Ain’t no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop me

I’ll pop em with the heart stopper

Silence of the hams is what I burst

But first

Let me tell you what’s worst

October 31st

Bloody Halloweens

Screams and police sirens

Rapid firing my auto mattic pistol

I pop Chris

And I pop crystals

Shootin' off my missiles at police cars

Right out side your local tittie bars

These wicked stars

It’s the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)

Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy (pow)

Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)

Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper

So silence of the hams

Clint East I smell your cut

Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt

Hannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunch

And chewed on his badge like some captain crunch

APB out on the juggalo

ICP and 3 insane search through the 313

You can’t protect or serve me

Matter of fact, you work for me

You fired faggot, F**K THAT!

Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope

Rear rear f**k that buck pat dun dun dun dun

Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody bacon

Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching f**kin faking

Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house

I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth

Ain’t no f**kin cop about to raid on my parade

When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade

P-o-l-i-c-e me

Homi-c-i-d-e

You don’t wanna see me

Red and blue lights talking on the CB

Luitenant and a rookie

Damn I gotta cookie

All through my shit they wanna take a extra lookie

Probably wanna book me

Off to jail they took me

I know I’m looking at alot of time without some nookie

Ehehehehehh

It’s the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)

Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy (pow)

Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)

Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper

Boom boom boom (Switch)

Boom «Who the f**k is that?»

It’s E & J, Bitch

I don’t give a f**k if you rap you gets no love

You can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what?

We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick it

Bring the pickit sign

Wicked rhyme d-time

It’s raining diamonds

The sixth joker’s card is in your front yard

Bitch don’t be sccccured

It’s the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz)

Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy (pow) (muthaf**ka don’t test me)

Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)

Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse

and Esham)

Me and J SV what?

ICP

OGin' ICP and.

You know it