Hey Vato

If your nuts hang and you bang with a gang, then tell me,
"Are you down with the Clown?" Hey!

Hey Bitchboy! (What?)
What are you doing around here ya little bitch? (Nothin.)
Don't you know you're on clown ground, Bitchboy?
Forks up, forks down. We all got clown love, Bitchface.
Hey, what's your name? (Richie.) Bitchy? You down with the clown, Bitchy?
You better run your little bitch-ass home, you little punk-ass bitch!

Smell the air that makes you sick. Psycho sick, psycho sick.
In due time it gets inside your brain, psycho sick insane.
Who's to blame for what they've done? Ain't the one, paint the gun.
I'm the jugga-lugga-locoroni, best to leave me lonely.
Some will say I'm in a gang. Gun to bang, nuts to hang.
Like the wicked Jokers down river, quick to cut your liver.
Sometimes bangers send me doom. Boom boom boom, shalock lock boom!
I'm the other gang that's the offender, but you best remember!
It don't matter which you pick, 'cause they sick. Psycho sick.
Then I'll cut ya richie-ass up, bitch! 'Cause they got...

Much clown love. Hey Vato! (You're fucked!)
I guess ya don't know, never come around here. Hey Vato!
Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love. Much clown love. Hey Vato!
(You're fucked!) I guess ya don't know, never come around here.
Hey Vato! Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love.
If your nuts hang and you bang with a gang, then tell me,
"Are you down with the Clown?" Hey!

I like riding on your daughties, drinkin' forties at Clown parties.
Then I go back home to sewer drains, call me, "Shit for brains".
I'm the Joker-junkie hobo, fuck up Bozo, pack-up Bobo.
Watch me bail, it's on telephone wires. Psycho settin' fires.
Caught me naked in a tree, was it me? ICP! Yes, I sing in a Rock n Roll Band,
"Hey dude, what's up man?" Ba- ba- ba- Boo!
Had to scare ya, flip and tear ya, 'cause I dare ya.
Cut your body up like you's a fuck, now you get's the buck.
Buck, buck, buck. Bang, bang, bang. Gang, gang-bang. Ghetto slang.
Better ask someone about Violent J, Hey! I got...

Much clown love. Hey Vato! (You're fucked!)
I guess ya don't know, never come around here. Hey Vato!
Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love. Much clown love. Hey Vato!
(You're fucked!) I guess ya don't know, never come around here.
Hey Vato! Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love.
If your nuts hang and you bang with a gang, then tell me,
"Are you down with the Clown?" Hey!

Wicked town, wicked clown, let's go 'round the Murder-go-round.
Luna-tick, luna-tock, beat you with a cinder block.
Bitchy-ho, bitchy-bitch, smack you 'cross your fuckin' lips.
Jugglas say, "Talk too much!" I'ma nail your mouth shut!
I am sick, what you said? Swing my axe upside your head!
Hoist the barrel in your mouth, blow your fuckin' tonsils out. (Uh, uh.)
I'm a mime, watch me go. Stuart Frankie, bitch-ass ho!
I drop rhymes, make quick bucks. And your daughter sucks my nuts.
Better know, Joker's wild. Yeah, I said it wicked wild!
And I'll cut your richie-ass up, bitch! A lot of...

Much clown love. Hey Vato! (You're fucked!)
I guess ya don't know, never come around here. Hey Vato!
Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love. Much clown love. Hey Vato!
(You're fucked!) I guess ya don't know, never come around here.
Hey Vato! Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love.
If your nuts hang and you bang with a gang, then tell me,
"Are you down with the Clown?" Hey!

Hey Vato! (You're fucked!)
I guess ya don't know, never come around here. Hey Vato!
Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love. Much clown love. Hey Vato!
(You're fucked!) I guess ya don't know, never come around here.
Hey Vato! Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love.

Much clown love. Hey Vato! (You're fucked!)
I guess ya don't know, never come around here. Hey Vato!
Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love. Much clown love. Hey Vato!
(You're fucked!) I guess ya don't know, never come around here.
Hey Vato! Yeah bitch, it's all about Clown love.
Much clown love.