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.
Chicken Huntin
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin'
To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye
Boom-shaka, boom-shaka hair chunks in the sky
Why I, never liked chicken pot pie
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
Tell Mr. Billy Bob, I'm a cut his neck up
"What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?"
Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his aunt Nilly
Willie, willie chicken neck, chicken huntin' gotta love it
Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
laid out all over the grass
Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast
Last as long as you can, my man
'cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up
Right
Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah
Feel the red on a chicken neck
Choppin' up hella yeah, Billy Bob Billy
'cause I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly
Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see?
I seen the chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep, I said
"Mister, Mister, what the fuck you tryin' to do?"
Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
The back to your neck's all over the shed
Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang
I'm 2 dope, and it ain't no thing
To cut a chicken, triggers clickin'
Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'
Last as long as you can, my man
'cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and toes
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Who's goin' chicken huntin?
(We's goin' chicken huntin')
Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up
Right
Rich bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ha ha ha ha ha
Uh
The song "Chicken Huntin'" by Insane Clown Posse is a controversial and violent song that describes the act of going on a hunting trip to kill chickens. The lyrics are filled with violent imagery and vulgar language, as the rapper describes his intentions to chop off the heads of chickens and poke their eyes out. The song is also critical of rural life and the perceived ignorance of hillbillies.
The lyrics of "Chicken Huntin'" reflect the clownish and outrageous style of the Insane Clown Posse. The song is meant to be provocative and controversial. The use of violent imagery and vulgar language is meant to shock and offend listeners. However, some fans of the band argue that the song is a satire of violent hip-hop culture and is not meant to be taken literally.
The song has been controversial since its release in 1994. Some critics have accused the band of promoting violence and irresponsibility. Others have defended the song as a work of art that reflects the reality of life in rural America. Despite the controversy, "Chicken Huntin'" remains a popular song among fans of Insane Clown Posse.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' chicken huntin'
I am going on a journey to hunt chicken in the southern part of the country.
Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin'
Without saying a word, I am cutting off the necks of redneck chickens.
To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye
I am sticking the barrel of my gun into the eye of the hillbilly person in front of me.
Boom-shaka, boom-shaka hair chunks in the sky
As I shoot, hair from the chicken flies into the sky.
Why I, never liked chicken pot pie Or the chopped chicken on rye?
I have never liked eating chicken pot pie or chopped chicken on rye bread.
Tell Mr. Billy Bob, I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab cut
I am telling Mr. Billy Bob that I will cut his neck and then proceed to slice, poke, chop, and stab him.
"What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his aunt Nilly
If a hillbilly person is drunk, I will cut their eyes out and feed them to their Aunt Nilly as punishment.
Willie, willie chicken neck, chicken huntin' gotta love it Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
I am singing about how much I love chicken hunting and how I hit the chicken with a 12 gauge bucket, effectively making chicken nuggets.
Laid out all over the grass Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast
I am imagining that the chicken pieces I cut off will be scattered all over the grass for the hound dog to eat quickly.
Last as long as you can, my man 'cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got Blood, guts, fingers and toes
If you can hold on as long as possible, you will be covered in chicken parts when the head is cut off.
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin')
I am sitting in the front row of the chicken show and asking who else is coming with me to hunt chicken. The response is 'We're going chicken hunting.'
Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up Right
I am ordering to cut up a chicken immediately.
Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah Feel the red on a chicken neck Choppin' up hella yeah, Billy Bob Billy 'cause I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly
I am asking for a chicken sandwich with a manwich sauce while boasting about feeling the redness of the chicken neck. I also say that I enjoy chopping up redneck chickens like Billy Bob Billy.
Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see? I seen the chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep, I said "Mister, Mister, what the fuck you tryin' to do?" Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau
I looked in your yard and saw a boy having sex with a sheep. I asked the boy what he was doing with the sheep, and he responded with nonsensical gibberish.
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head The back to your neck's all over the shed Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang I'm 2 dope, and it ain't no thing
I am implying that I will threaten someone with guns and make their blood and bones splatter all over the shed. This is nothing to me, as it defines who I am, which is a dope killer.
To cut a chicken, triggers clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'
I feel satisfaction in hearing the sound of pulling a trigger to cut off a chicken's head, even though the feet of the chicken still kick for a short moment after decapitation.
Blood, guts, fingers and toes Blood, guts, fingers and toes Blood, guts, fingers and toes Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so
I am giving a reminder that there will be carnage in the form of blood, guts, and scattered body parts sitting in the front row during the chicken show.
Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up Right
I am repeating the question of who is going chicken hunting, and the answer is that 'we' are going chicken hunting. This is followed by an order to immediately cut up a chicken.
Rich bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Ha ha ha ha ha Uh
This is a meaningless chant with no relation to the previous verses.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE, JOSEPH JR MODELISTE, ARTHUR LANON NEVILLE, LEO NOCENTELLI, GEORGE JOSEPH JR PORTER
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