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.
Mad Professor
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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(Violent J)
I was never popular, this I'll admit, fuck school never liked me, Goo!
All the kids would always beat me, until I'm half-dead
Make fun of the size of my forehead
They had a lot of property
They had a science lab in the basement
And that's where my free ti...well, my time was spent
I made a mouse with a chicken head
It clucked three times: CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!
And then it was dead
I made a lot of things though, like a frog with a turkey neck
gobblegobblegobble, it was the shit (yeah)
But I'm still lonely, I need a homie
So I collected limbs and made a zombie
I could've made a girlie friend
But fuck that, I got my girlie right here...yeah!
(Chorus)
You can call me Mad Professor
I will make a friend for me
You can call me Mad Professor
We will rule eternity
(Violent J)
I used so many body parts it was crazy
I killed a whole bunch of mother fuckers , like what, eighty?
They all chipped in on my special friend
Everything helps, Even if you got a finger to lend, come on
I hear the other children playing outside
"Keep it down you little bitches, I'll skin your fucking hides!"
?Stressful?, this part is wack
Some how I gots to attach this nut sack
Shit! Fuck! I'm sawing off an elbow
Looking at the meter I'm like ?Quasar and Ziphalo?
Or better yet look out the fucking window
I see a storms coming, almost time to roll
Screw the head on, come on, come on
It's the thuggish, ruggish, bone
Okay it's time, hit the switch, turn it up a hert
Fuck! Shit! Didn't work
(Chorus)
It wasn't always easy (Hell no!) let me tell ya
But fuck that, cause I ain't no failure
I put the shit with the ?things? and this with that
Wait a minute...(brrrt) did you hear that?
It's alive! I just gotta wake it up
Hand me that ?rocky rye? pour it in a cup
It will do exactly...hold up, pause
I ain't cleaning his draws man, fuck that
Get him fat, get him ready, it's almost time
Paint his ugly face up just like mine
I see him twitching, I'm on a roll
He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival
Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit
And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit
Did it work? You make the call
Shaggy? (What up, y'all!)
(Chorus) 3X
The lyrics to Insane Clown Posse's song Mad Professor tell the story of a lonely individual who was often bullied in school. In retaliation, he retreated to his family's science lab in the basement and experimented with combining animal parts to create new creatures. He even went so far as to collect limbs to construct a zombie to keep him company. He sees himself as a mad scientist, hence the title of the song, and in his madness, he believes he can create a perfect friend who will never betray or bully him.
The song's underlying theme taps into issues of loneliness, bullying, and social isolation. The lyrics are both dark and humorous, instilling a sense of irony that is characteristic of Insane Clown Posse's music. The lyrics suggest that people can become so desperate for companionship that they resort to unethical and immoral behaviors, such as murder and experimentation, as seen in the character's construction of a perfect friend. It is a gruesome take of what happens when people are not given the emotional support and love they need.
Line by Line Meaning
I was never popular, this I'll admit, fuck school never liked me, Goo!
I was always an outcast and never popular in school because I didn't enjoy being in a school environment
All the kids would always beat me, until I'm half-dead
The kids would constantly bully me and sometimes physically harm me, leaving me feeling very low.
Make fun of the size of my forehead
One particular target of bullying was the large size of my forehead.
But that shit never bothered me, Mama and Mother
Despite the harassment, I was not ashamed of myself and learned to appreciate unconditional love from my mother and maternal grandmother
They had a lot of property
My mother and grandmother had a lot of property.
They had a science lab in the basement
They had a full science laboratory in the basement.
And that's where my free ti...well, my time was spent
I spent most of my time in the science lab, which was my refuge from the world.
I made a mouse with a chicken head
In the science lab, I created mutant hybrids such as a mouse with a chicken's head.
It clucked three times: CLUCK, CLUCK, CLUCK!
The mouse with a chicken's head clucked three times before dying.
And then it was dead
The experiment was not successful and the mouse hybrid died.
I made a lot of things though, like a frog with a turkey neck
I made many creations with the available equipment, including a frog with a turkey's neck,
gobblegobblegobble, it was the shit (yeah)
The frog with a turkey's neck was an experiment that I considered to be incredibly successful.
But I'm still lonely, I need a homie
Despite my impressive results, I was still lonely and seeking companionship.
So I collected limbs and made a zombie
As I could not find any suitable human companions, I resorted to using parts to make a zombie.
I could've made a girlie friend
I could have made a female companion, but I decided that it would be unnecessary
But fuck that, I got my girlie right here...yeah!
I am perfectly happy with my current situation and do not need a conventional girlfriend, as I am content with experimenting and collecting new specimens.
You can call me Mad Professor
I am the mad scientist, a professor that creates new life in the laboratory.
I will make a friend for me
My goal is to create an ideal companion, a friend that fits my requirements.
We will rule eternity
Once I have created the perfect companion, we will live forever as powerful beings.
I used so many body parts it was crazy
I had to use many different body parts to create the perfect companion.
I killed a whole bunch of mother fuckers , like what, eighty?
I had to kill many people to collect the necessary number of materials for my experiments. Around 80 people went missing and were never found.
They all chipped in on my special friend
All of the people who went missing contributed to my project, as I used parts from their bodies to create my companion.
Everything helps, Even if you got a finger to lend, come on
Anything could be used in the creation of my companion, so I encouraged others to contribute body parts, regardless of how trivial
I hear the other children playing outside
I am reminded of how lonely I am as I hear kids playing outside.
"Keep it down you little bitches, I'll skin your fucking hides!"
I threaten the other kids outside to keep them quiet, as I don't want to be disturbed during my experiments
?Stressful?, this part is wack
This part of the experiment is especially difficult and stressful.
Some how I gots to attach this nut sack
I added male reproductive organs to my companion, which was challenging.
Shit! Fuck! I'm sawing off an elbow
In order to complete the companion, I had to dismember one of my previous creations, which was upsetting.
Looking at the meter I'm like ?Quasar and Ziphalo?
I am reviewing some experiment results, and am reminded of the scope and nature of my previous successes.
Or better yet look out the fucking window
As I look out the window, I observe a storm brewing and growing in intensity.
I see a storms coming, almost time to roll
I detect a change in the weather, and it's time to finalize my experiment.
Screw the head on, come on, come on
I attach the head of my companion to the rest of its body, impatient to complete the process
It's the thuggish, ruggish, bone
I am excited as I see my creation come together, the body resembling a powerful and thuggish form.
Okay it's time, hit the switch, turn it up a hert
The final step of the process is to electrify my creation to bring it to life.
Fuck! Shit! Didn't work
However, the experiment did not work, which is extremely frustrating.
It wasn't always easy (Hell no!) let me tell ya
The process of creating a companion was long and arduous, with many setbacks along the way.
But fuck that, cause I ain't no failure
Despite the difficulties I encountered, I refused to give up and see myself as a failure.
I put the shit with the ?things? and this with that
As I continue to experiment, I learn to mix and match different elements to achieve my desired results.
Wait a minute...(brrrt) did you hear that?
Suddenly, I hear a strange noise that interrupts my thought process.
It's alive! I just gotta wake it up
To my surprise, my creation is alive, and I must activate it.
Hand me that ?rocky rye? pour it in a cup
I use an unknown liquid to wake up my creation, perhaps some kind of stimulant or chemical.
It will do exactly...hold up, pause
Despite excitement, I pause to think about the behaviors of the companion. What if it goes off-script and behaves unpredictably?
I ain't cleaning his draws man, fuck that
I express my displeasure with the thought of having to take care of the companion, even though I created it.
Get him fat, get him ready, it's almost time
I start to prepare my companion to become strong and powerful for the upcoming events.
Paint his ugly face up just like mine
I begin to prepare my companion for their show time, making it appear more intimidating and fearsome than before.
I see him twitching, I'm on a roll
As I look at the companion, I notice it begin to move and become excited, reinforcing my initial excitement.
He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival
I imagine my companion speaking out and testifying to the world about my success and achievements as a mad scientist.
Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit
I prepare to turn up the voltage in anticipation for even more astounding results.
And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit
I wait for something grand and spectacular to happen, similar to a lightning strike on a stormy night.
Did it work? You make the call
I ask for feedback or opinion from the audience or the natural world to measure my progress and success as an entertainer and scientist.
Shaggy? (What up, y'all!)
One of my companions sounds off, other friends who have gathered within the same room answer back.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE, MIKE E. CLARK
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