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.
Knock 2 Dis Mix
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Somethin' for you to knock down the block to
Juggalo Love.....
(Violent J)
Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the house of horrors
You born in a barn? Shut the f**kin door
You see, damn, cause I'm about to scare you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, cause you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off,
and stick it in your butt
...and glue it shut
This is when I get crazy, lemme show you something
...You know what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha
But it scares you cause people don't be doing that shit
But me...bitch...I'm all about it...
Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Silly Rabbit,
Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm glowing
Alright, I'm done, cut em back on, wait, where you going?
Welcome to the house of horrors
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
La di da we gotta protest that
Some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat
Let's march in his concert and chant him to hell
Cause he's so f**kin TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his record sells double and triple
Cause of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped them bands
Instead of helpin them poor people
eatin outta them garbage cans
When your done with that bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherf**ka I could use the money
The whole world was cryin when Kurt went kabang
When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no thang
Rapper dies of AIDS but you hardly mention
Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend
Heroin and a shot gun and a hero was made
Maybe I should do that shit so J can get paid
If I was your tv I'd be like, look at me
If I was shooting star I be like shooooom
If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be like hell nah
If I was a hotties thong I'd be like ahh
If I was a cuss word I'd just be like, f**k
If I was a rock on the moon I'd be chillin like sup
If I was a butthole I'd just be an exit
If I was the DOC I'd be like "man this is bull shit"
If I was your tires on your car I'd be like...
If I was the bumper on your car I'd be like ahh f**k
If I was a balloon I'd be like....
If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be f**king Joe Bruce
If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, point 103
If I was a richie ass bitch I'd be like, um ok
If I was Spin magazine I'd put a mirror on the cover
and be like f**k us and all our readers, even this motherf**ker
If I was your mental stress I'd be catching up
If I was your headaches every now and then
I'd be like thuuummmp
If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your teeth I'd be like
Ah why do you always bite me every time we eat?
If I was a chair I'd be like sit here
and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered wolf hair
If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh quietly
Iif I was a price tag I'd be like you ain't buyin me
If I was a fresh DJ I'd be like...
If I was Jam Master J I'd be like...
If I was a cheap clock radio I'd be like...
If I was Barry White I'd be like what up ya'll
I I was a nipple in the cold I'd be like...
If I was your dead uncle I'd be like...
If I was a rain drop I'd just be like....
and I was an axe in your neck I might say chop
Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE!
Turn it up, right about now
Welcome everyone to the big show
Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival
Remove your hats or we'll cut off your heads
Show respect you's amongst the dead
Don't like bigots and richy boy f**ks
Ain't shit changed bitch check nuts
Detroit, Southwest murderers die
The greatest spectacle under the sky
(Violent J)
Five cards came and made they mark
From moon you gone down Patton Park
F**k your drum kits, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our ride
Bring you and your fat ass bitch inside
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can't nobody get with these, motha f**ka
BRING IT ON!
(Chorus)
Bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it
(Violent J)
Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000s and beyond
Voodoo, chicken and magical wands
"Let's meet contestant number one.He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown, who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your question?"
"Contestant number one,I believe first impressions last forever. So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house and have dinner with me and my family. Tell me what you would do to make that first impression really stick"
(Violent J)
Let's see, hmm, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And lick your momma in the eye and tell her, "F**K YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his f**king lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only thirteen, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump again
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd try f**k her till I nut in my underwear
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a motherf**king dick
He sits on his bench and get's all the respect
But if I get a chance, I'm going straight for the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chilling underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what this piggy don't know
Is he's about to get his neck wet
Now I seen the bailiff, I'm thinking what the f**k?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid
Will pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get away
That tired motherf**ker will probably die tomorrow anyway
Here come the piggy, it's time for my case
His eyes are blood red with a wicked looking face
He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me to die
So I racked on the bucket, made it f**king rain pork rinds
(Chorus)
Three little piggies to make that piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no!)
I might choose an ax (yes!)
The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigot spinal cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain
(Chorus 2x)
Everybody everybody everybody run
Murdering murdering murdering fun
Swing swing swing
Chop chop chop
Swing swing swing
Chop chop chop
My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs
Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never makes me cry
Me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye
The Insane Clown Posse's song, "Knock 2 Dis Mix," contains violent and graphic lyrics that depict two serial killers, Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope, as they discuss their methods of murder and their love for chaos. The song opens with Violent J welcoming the listener to the "house of horrors" and daring them to close their eyes as they prepare to listen to the song.
Throughout the track, the two rappers engage in graphic and violent imagery, including the depiction of cutting off someone's finger and sticking it in their butt and referring to themselves as serial killers who enjoy killing. They also criticize mainstream society for its hypocrisy in allowing rock stars to engage in violent behavior without consequences while protesting against lyrics in rap songs.
The chorus features the repeated phrase "Bring it, bring it, bring it," which could be interpreted as the duo daring anyone to challenge them.
Overall, "Knock 2 Dis Mix" is a graphic and violent song that depicts two serial killers reveling in their love of chaos and disturbing behavior.
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