Founded in Detroit in 1989, Insane Clown Posse performs a style of hardcore hip hop known as horrorcore and is known for its elaborate live performances. Originally known as JJ Boyz and Inner City Posse, the group introduced supernatural- and horror-themed lyrics as a means of distinguishing itself stylistically. The duo founded the independent record label Psychopathic Records with Alex Abbiss as manager, and produced and starred in the feature films Big Money Hustlas and Big Money Rustlas. They formed their own professional wrestling promotion, Juggalo Championship Wrestling, and later collaborated with many hip hop and rock musicians.
The songs of Insane Clown Posse center thematically on the mythology of the Dark Carnival, a metaphoric limbo in which the lives of the dead are judged by one of several entities. The Dark Carnival is elaborated through a series of stories called Joker's Cards, each of which offers a specific lesson designed to change the "evil ways" of listeners before "the end consumes us all". The original lineup of Insane Clown Posse was John Utsler (John Kickjazz), Joe Bruce (Violent J) and Joey Utsler (Shaggy 2 Dope). John Utsler left before Carnival of Carnage was released in 1992.
Insane Clown Posse's performance style is often described as horrorcore hip hop, which "utilize shocking (and blatantly over-the-top) narratives to give an over-exaggerated, almost cartoon-like version of urban deprivation in Detroit", according to author Sara Cohen. Bruce and Utsler describe many of their lyrics as being tongue-in-cheek. The group's early work features a raw, minimalistic sound, which later evolved into a more rock-oriented style. The group's lyrics serve as morality tales, with songs focusing on subjects such as cannibalism, murder and necrophilia. Insane Clown Posse's debut album, Carnival of Carnage, features a politically-oriented focus, criticizing elitism and prejudice against those who live in the ghetto, while the album's liner notes criticize the Gulf War. The group's lyrics have opposed racism, bigotry, domestic violence, and child abuse.
Insane Clown Posse has covered songs by Geto Boys, Sly Fox, and Above the Law. Bruce and Utsler refer to Ice Cube, Awesome Dre, Geto Boys, and Esham as influences on their own music, while Bruce has expressed admiration for Gong, Pearl Jam, and Michael Jackson. Mike E. Clark's production for the group incorporates elements such as "carnival organ riffs, power chords and shotgun blasts...banjolike plucking and Van Halen-esque guitar squeals", while Bruce and Utsler sometimes alternate between rapping and screaming. Bruce has credited pop music as an influence on some of the group's material, even terming the music "Wicked Pop". Bruce has also stated "We do our own genre of music". In his review of The Tempest, Allmusic's David Jeffries writes that Bruce and Utsler "[rap] in a carnival barker fashion that fits with their circus motif, their Insane Clown disguises, and Mike E. Clark's big top-inspired production." Insane Clown Posse has influenced similar acts, such as Axe Murder Boyz, Blaze Ya Dead Homie and Boondox.
Birthday Bitches
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Everybody sit around right here
Because Shaggy the clown has a present for everybody
I got your fuckin' present hangin' next to my nuts
Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet
If it hits you it cuts
Don't make me chop your head in half, and smack the side with your cheeks
Your fuckin' momma brought me here to entertain your ass
So no matter what I'm doin' I expect you to laugh
Now when you see me do a trick
And if it isn't even funny, give me props
Unless you want your little necks bloody
I could probably do a cartwheel or something if you move the couch
But that ain't what I'm fuckin' about
I could sew your motuh shut, and pump air in through your nose
And fuckin' pop your head but we'd get blood on our clothes
Look, I'm a wicked clown
I ain't no fuckin' superhero
I ain't a big and scary dude, more like that little rey misterio
I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches
Right in front of your mom and if the bitch get's heated
Tell her, bring it on
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't
It's somebody's birthday, oh no it isn't
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't
It's your birthday
It ain't mine motha facko
The lyrics to Insane Clown Posse's song Birthday Bitches are full of violent and disturbing imagery, wrapped up in a clownish façade. The song opens with Shaggy the clown promising a present for everyone, but not before making a graphic reference to his genitals. He then sets the tone for the rest of the song by threatening violence and mayhem: "Don't make me chop your head in half, and smack the side with your cheeks". The violence is punctuated by dark humor, such as when he jokes that he hasn't had his "mineral" (presumably referring to some sort of drug) in almost a week.
The lyrics provide a disturbing commentary on the entertainment industry, as Shaggy says that he was brought there to "entertain your ass", and expects the audience to laugh, no matter how unfunny his jokes and tricks may be. He also threatens violence if he doesn't get the audience response he thinks he deserves. Finally, the song concludes with a repeating refrain of "It's your birthday...oh no it isn't" which adds to the overall sense of confusion and chaos.
Line by Line Meaning
Birthday bitches
The performers are celebrating someone's birthday
Everybody sit around right here
Everyone should gather in one place for the performance
Because Shaggy the clown has a present for everybody
Shaggy has a surprise for everyone
I got your fuckin' present hangin' next to my nuts
The present is vulgar and inappropriate
Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet
When the performer is brandishing his weapon
If it hits you it cuts
The hatchet is dangerous and can cause damage
Don't make me chop your head in half, and smack the side with your cheeks
The performer is threatening violence if people don't behave
Because I haven't had my mineral in almost a week
The performer is mentally unstable and needs his medication
Your fuckin' momma brought me here to entertain your ass
The performer has been hired to entertain at the birthday party
So no matter what I'm doin' I expect you to laugh
The performer demands audience participation and approval
Now when you see me do a trick
The performer will perform a stunt
And if it isn't even funny, give me props
The performer expects applause and appreciation regardless of the quality of his performance
Unless you want your little necks bloody
The performer delivers another violent threat to audience members
I could probably do a cartwheel or something if you move the couch
The performer suggests that he is capable of athletic feats
But that ain't what I'm fuckin' about
The performer is more interested in violence than acrobatics
I could sew your moth shut, and pump air in through your nose
The performer suggests a brutal method of torture
And fuckin' pop your head but we'd get blood on our clothes
The performer acknowledges that the violence would create a mess
Look, I'm a wicked clown
The performer identifies himself as a sinister and dangerous figure
I ain't no fuckin' superhero
The performer does not have noble motives or qualities
I ain't a big and scary dude, more like that little rey misterio
The performer compares himself to a diminutive professional wrestler
I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches
The performer is again threatening violence
Right in front of your mom and if the bitch get's heated
The performer is not afraid to act violently in front of others, even the birthday boy's mother
Tell her, bring it on
The performer is prepared to fight back against anyone who challenges him
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't
The performer is being sarcastic; it is not actually the birthday boy's special day
It's somebody's birthday, oh no it isn't
The performer continues to mock the idea of a celebration
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't
The performer repeats his sarcastic refrain
It's your birthday
The performer confirms that it is someone's birthday
It ain't mine motha facko
The performer clarifies that it is not his own birthday
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE, MICHAEL JOHN JR. PUWAL, WILLIAM DAIL
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