Guts On The Ceiling
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics

Oh, you'll never guess what's up
The singer has experienced something unusual and unexpected

My mucking head blew up
The singer's head has exploded

My chins in an old man's backyard
The singer's chin has been separated from his head and is in someone else's yard

I gotta sneak threw his yard
The artist must sneak into the old man's yard to retrieve his chin

To find the fothermucker
The artist intends to locate the man who has his chin

And he's gotta pitbull dog
The man who has the singer's chin also has a pitbull dog guarding his property

And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log
The pitbull is perched on the singer's chin like a frog on a log

I throw a bone to try to distract
The artist throws a bone to distract the pitbull from his chin so he can retrieve it

'cause I'm wanting my chinny-chin-chin back
The artist desperately wants his chin back

I'll never be one to boast
The artist is not inclined to brag or show off

But there's my tongue hanging off the lightpost
The singer's tongue is sticking out of a lightpost

'cause my head exploded
The artist's head exploded causing his tongue to protrude

And my brains unloaded
As a result of his head explosion, the singer's brain has spilled out

All over this beautiful city
The singer's brain matter has scattered all over the city

Teeth and bones to the nitty gritty
The explosion has also caused teeth and bones to disintegrate and scatter around

There's my eyeball stuck to the wall
The artist's eyeball is adhered to a wall

Right next to my splattered jaw
The artist's jaw has come apart and scattered nearby the stuck eyeball

I don't dig this game
The singer does not like this situation

Chasing my brains all through the sewer drains
The singer is trying to retrieve his brain pieces that ended up in the sewer drains

My head's all over the block
The explosion has caused the artist's head to scatter all around the neighborhood

'cause I done went lunatick-tock tick-tock
The explosion has apparently driven the artist insane

Come on, dawg, what's wrong with my head?
The artist is questioning what has happened to his head

It blew apart but I still ain't dead
The singer has survived despite his head exploding

I get no respect
The artist is feeling disrespected and disregarded

I got nothing but guts hanging off my neck
The singer's organs and entrails are spilling out of his neck

But I'll still chilling
Despite his injuries, the singer is remaining calm

Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling
The singer's internal organs are splattered on the ceiling

Oh, forget about my tongue
The artist is asking that attention not be focused on his tongue

'cause vato can't breathe without no lungs
The artist is now without lungs and cannot breathe

I lost both of mine
The singer has lost both lungs

Now that's an item that I wouldn't mind to find
The singer would like to retrieve his lungs if possible

But forget about dat
The artist is now changing the subject

'cause I'm roaming the streets with a splattered back
The artist's back is splattered due to an injury

I'm trying to rap to this freak
The artist is attempting to communicate with a woman

But she can see my ribs all in the street
The singer's ribcage is visible on the street

Then the chit-chat went dead
The conversation came to an end

She noticed that I ain't got no head
The woman recognizes that the singer is missing his head

Shhh, I think I hear my heart
The singer briefly hears his own heartbeat

But damn, it got hit by a Smark bus
The singer's heart has been hit by a Smark bus

And landed in Pontiac
The artist's heart ended up in Pontiac

So I tell my mellow to send it back
The artist asks a friend to retrieve and send his heart back to him

Come on, wined and my back blow up
The singer has suffered additional injuries to his back

Look for my guts, look for my guts
The singer is asking for help in locating his innards

I gotta call from Nate the Mack
The artist receives a call from someone named Nate the Mack

Says he might of found part of my back
Nate the Mack informs the artist that he may have found a piece of his back

Then bring it on over, ace
The artist asks Nate the Mack to bring the piece of his back to him

I got slabs all over the place
There are body parts scattered all around

Ahh, I'm down on my luck
The artist is experiencing misfortune and bad luck

Got no head
The singer is missing his head

Southwest ghetto zone
The singer is in a ghetto area in the southwest

It done fried my brain
The environment has caused the singer's brain to malfunction or become damaged

'cause I'm illin'
The artist is still trying to maintain a positive attitude despite his injuries

With my guts all over the ceiling
The artist's internal organs are splattered on the ceiling

(Chorus X4) I'm chillin, I'm illin With my guts all over the ceiling
The chorus repeats that the singer is trying to remain calm despite his injuries and his internal organs are splattered on the ceiling