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.
Deadbeat Moms
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine
You got nine kids, only two of them mine
I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
And I'ma murder any friend of the court
Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport
Then blast off, catch a flight to another life
Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes
They won't stifle, always wanna fight and for what
Get the rifle one to her butt, POP!
I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight
And I got two more bitches callin' sayin' they late
Baby momma blues
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Bitch leave me alone
[Esham]
Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna
Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer
Anyway bitch, how'd you get my new number
Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weed?
That bitch did something that I couldn't believe
She called up a priest, she called the police
And then called a lawyer and took half of my piece
Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it like Stevie Wonder
All I know is when it rains it thunders
My baby momma took me under
Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids
Don't tell me bout shit that none of them did
To all you deadbeat moms, who be bringin' the drama
Fuck you in front of the court, and fuck my baby momma
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes
You don't love them kids, you only keep them to use
You breathe fire, all your baby daddies are rappers
How that happen?
You got me plottin' a kidnapping
Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off!
All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off
He looks like me, bitch, he looks just like you
Damn, just a piece of neden ?
Bitch, I bought you a trailer, it wasn't enough
You met some punk and he stole your stuff
You wrecked your car they cut off your phone
Baby mommas blowin me up
AIN'T NOBODY HOME!
How much money, just for three kids
I got three other hoes layin' down they bids
Don't think I won't choke out all 4 of they faces
I got baby mommas in phenomenal places
[Chorus]
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
Leave me alone
[Esham]
There you have it, man
These hoes done lost they minds, man
These hoes keep tryin' to hit a brother with charges
So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges
You know what I'm sayin'?
These hoes can just jump up off me man
I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm sayin?
Fuck what the DMA say
I just had another one man
Yeah, it's tryna get me
I don't know man
I don't know what they gone do
But if they break up out this.
The lyrics of Insane Clown Posse's Deadbeat Moms describe the anger and frustration of the artists towards their ex-partners who have become deadbeat moms. The song expresses the feelings of betrayal, abandonment and neglect towards the children, whom they believe are being exploited by the mothers for financial gain. The artists emphasize the fact that the mothers are living off government assistance, such as WIC food stamps, ADC, while not taking care of their children. The lyrics describe the mothers as dirty scoundrels who only seek to manipulate the system and use the fathers for their own gain.
The song portrays a very dark and violent perspective towards the issue of deadbeat moms. The artists envision extreme violent acts such as throwing bombs at friend of the court offices, shooting the mothers in the butt, and kidnapping them. The use of profanity throughout the song adds to the explicit nature and severity of the lyrics. The artists seem to be making a statement about the injustices faced by fathers who are left to take care of their children on their own while the mothers exploit the welfare system.
Line by Line Meaning
Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine
You are ruining my reputation and I don't want to be associated with you
You got nine kids, only two of them mine
You have many children, but only a few of them are fathered by me
I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac
I provide for your basic needs like cigarettes, weed, and baby supplies
Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that
You should start returning the favor and stop having sex with me
Your shit loop like a bowl of soup
You are constantly stuck in a cycle of poverty and struggle
And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop
I can't stand being around you because your children and their excrements are everywhere
You got WIC food stamps, and ADC
You rely on welfare programs for food and support
Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel
I can't believe you still want to have sex with me, you shameless person
And I'ma murder any friend of the court
I will go to extreme lengths to avoid paying child support
Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport
I will even resort to violent acts against court officials if necessary
Then blast off, catch a flight to another life
I will leave town to escape my parenting responsibilities
Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes
I have multiple ex-partners with children, and they are all problematic
They won't stifle, always wanna fight and for what
They won't stop arguing with me, and I don't even know why
Get the rifle one to her butt, POP!
I will even resort to violent acts against my ex-partners if they don't leave me alone
I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight
I won't tolerate any of their nonsense, and they won't be able to deceive me
And I got two more bitches callin' sayin' they late
Two more of my ex-partners are claiming they are pregnant with my child and overdue
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
I am being chased by my ex-partners, and I have no one on my side to help me
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
I am leaving town to escape my parenting responsibilities and avoid paying child support
Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama
I can't stand my ex-partners and their constant drama around the children
Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna
Even when I am on vacation, my ex-partners can't leave me alone
Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer
I have met two new women who are into me and I don't want my ex-partners to find out
Anyway bitch, how'd you get my new number
I am annoyed that my ex-partner was able to get my new phone number
She called up a priest, she called the police
My ex-partner went to great lengths to get what she wanted, even calling the church and the authorities
And then called a lawyer and took half of my piece
She even got a lawyer involved and took half of my money and possessions
I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes
I am overwhelmed and exhausted by my ex-partners and their children
You don't love them kids, you only keep them to use
You don't actually care about your children, you just use them to get what you want from me
How much money, just for three kids
I am expected to pay child support for multiple children, and it is too much money
I got three other hoes layin' down they bids
I have three other ex-partners who are also trying to get me to pay for their children
Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side
My ex-partners are after me, and I have no support from anyone else
I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight
I am leaving town to escape my parenting responsibilities and child support payments
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