Rollin' Over - Insane Clown Posse

Hell motherfuckin’yeah bitch!

Hatchet chops straight to your motherfuckin’face!

Rollin over.

Wicked Clowns got that illllllll shiiit!

What up doe?

I come floatin’in this bitch wit some wings like a pegasus

Got the shiny SV on my chest, what up Violent J the clown, I’m goofy for a second

But then your bitch headless, I’m on top of her naked

You know my status, I’m Juggalatus, and we the baddest

Here to severe your melon, it’s wicked shit that we sellin'

We off the track now, give your bitch ass a bitch slap now

Nobody never steppin’down, we bout to enter second round

Runnin’backyards up a wall, Shaggy 2 Dope in this motherfucker

You talkin’to your boy, the silence is for suckers

So I’m out there, throughout the year I’m right here

Don’t stare like a bitch, bitch buy me a beer

Nobody wicked like me, I do this terrifically

And my motherfuckin pimp slap will knock down a tree

So clown love bitch, I’ve seen it tatted on titties

We forever on tour, clown love in your cities

Rollin’over.

Rollin’over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

Rollin’over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

I got 3 bodies in my trunk, I’m blowin red lights

And bet I’m blowin heads off before I’ve read any rights

Baby I’m outlaw, painted up and packin’the bombs

I stomp cracks in the streets and sound fire alarms

Bitch run for your life, we keep it wicked and scary

And we welcome to our world anything that you bury

I throw meteors and fireballs through brick walls

And got a 3 foot dick for all you chick jaws

Walkin’through the sun, bout to strangle someone

Maybe it’s a custom, gotta get it done

I live like that, spirits talk to me like that

I’m lost in the Ouija board, ain’t never comin’back

Ooh ooh drink some liqour, I don’t care

When it comes to paranormals, get up outta here

They try to speak to me, I say don’t bother

I’m doin’somethin else, I’m rollin’over

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

(I can red moon boogie woogie, walk on wind)

(I know magic, Houdini woulda hound dogged my balls)

(Make nuns act slutty)

(Fuck off!) (Grabbin'our nuts)

(Droppin'brand new wicked shit) Rappers-R-Us

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go So much time, so much time

Rollin’Over

I look up there’s still so far to go It’s show time, blow your mind

(Skit)

Bouncer: Alright you, you and you come on You too baby come here, go on in come on Shaggy 2 Dope: Hey man!

B: What?

S: Yeah man, I just came here to dance

B: Naw we got a dress code up in here dogg

S: I can’t dance up in here?

B: Man you ain’t even got a shirt on!

You got on one shoe!

I don’t know what you trying to do

S: I CAN DANCE BITCH!

B: Man you gonna have to back your ass up away from the line.

S: I CAN DANCE LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER DON’T GET SERVED!

B: Man step your ass.

S: I WILL SERVE YOU PUNK ASS BITCH!

B: Step back away from the line

S: WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO, KICK ME OUT ON THE STREETS?