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.
Out There
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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Still one in the dash right?
Only cause it's late at night
And who knows
What's out there
She was right tho
Ain't gonna help with a light tho
People dying tonight
I'm hanging like a possum
Murder tricks, I got some
Spot them
Look come around to the bottom
And slaughter them, out there
His boo was locked up in the car
On the phone and tripping hard
Screaming
Fuck that bitch was scurred
There's a killer out there
Cut that crying shit off
I cut
You die
I get off
I'm crawling up on the car
Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there
Bitch turned the wipers on
Hazard lights and blew the horn
I smashed with my axe, and pulled her to the lawn, out there
She kicked me hard, to the grill
With one of them, Doc Martin heels
Murderas, you know how that feels
Your lip be out there
Time to die
Close my eyes
Swung and felt a thump
I done spilt her head in half like a tree stump, out there
[Chorus]
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there
Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing
Lights on in the house
But it's dark outside
You can even close one eye
Look bitch, I'm out there
Camp fire lit
Boy Scout meeting's they talk of me
Even they leaders got memories of me, I'm out there
Forensic scientists try to finger me out
But I'm too quick for their Sheriff's stupid asses
I'm still out there
Pull up all your road blocks
I'm running them them's in my socks
Silently taken out all cops, one by one, I'm out there
Leave they bodies
In the street
Continue on my murder spree
They can believe all my heat
When I pull it out there
Break up into the Zoo
Dress up in a monkey suit
Sticking up families for they loot, my brain, is out there
Handy with an ice pick
Pull it out and use it good
In and out your temple
Blood is squirting all out there
I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm
Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords
When you out there
[Chorus]
Some where out there a remnance of Bushwick
My mind loads clips at your block
And leave you stuck bitch
A psychopath
With a clasp and a black ski mask
Leave you in body bags
For a news flash
I might be small
But I got big balls
Write my name on the wall
With bloodstains after the brawl
Evil thoughts run deep in my brain
I'm sick and deranged
So picture the pain
Flowing in my veins
Yeah I'm sick
I'm sicker then Hitler
My gat spit streak mothafucking forbidden scriptures
Niggas run from a gun, forgetting they can't
I drag a Mossberg, cause it won't fit in my pants
I run up in your ride, it's parked and
It's darken
Jump out your glove compartment, sparking
The shit that I do, make many faint
Dead saint
Turn your blood into candy paint
[Chorus]
The lyrics to Insane Clown Posse's song Out There are a dark and unsettling narrative about a psychopathic killer who prowls the streets at night, looking for victims to slaughter. The lyrics describe a woman who is trapped in her car with a maniac outside, who is trying to break in and kill her. The singer of the song is the killer himself, who is portrayed as a twisted, sadistic individual who enjoys the thrill of the hunt and the power he has over his victims.
The imagery in the lyrics is vivid and violent, with references to the killer's use of an axe and ice pick to murder his victims, as well as his willingness to take on the police and even break into a zoo to steal from families. The woman in the car is described as being paralyzed by fear, while the killer is portrayed as a cold-blooded murderer who takes pleasure in his actions.
Overall, the song is a disturbing and unsettling portrayal of a deranged individual who delights in violence and bloodshed.
Line by Line Meaning
The car broke down and she was like "Honey, get the flash light"
The car stopped working and the woman asked for help finding a flashlight.
Still one in the dash right?
Is there still a flashlight in the car's dashboard?
Only cause it's late at night
They need the flashlight because it is nighttime.
And who knows
There is an unknown danger lurking.
What's out there
There is something dangerous outside.
She was right tho
The woman's intuition was correct.
Ain't gonna help with a light tho
A flashlight won't protect them from danger.
People dying tonight
There will be fatalities tonight.
Cause yo this maniac is, out there
There is a dangerous maniac on the loose.
I'm hanging like a possum
I am hanging upside-down like a possum.
Murder tricks, I got some
I have some tricks to kill.
Spot them
I see my targets.
Look come around to the bottom
I sneak up from behind.
And slaughter them, out there
I kill them in order to satisfy my urge.
His boo was locked up in the car
His girlfriend was locked in the car.
On the phone and tripping hard
She was freaking out while on the phone.
Screaming
She was screaming in terror.
Fuck that bitch was scurred
She was very afraid of the situation.
There's a killer out there
There is a killer on the loose.
Cut that crying shit off
Stop crying right now!
I cut
I will end this.
You die
I kill you.
I get off
I enjoy killing people.
I'm crawling up on the car
I am sneaking up beside the car.
Trying to rip the moon roof lid off, out there
Trying to remove the moon roof to get to the people inside of the car.
Bitch turned the wipers on
She turned the windshield wipers on.
Hazard lights and blew the horn
She turned on the car's hazard lights and honked the horn.
I smashed with my axe, and pulled her to the lawn, out there
I broke the car window with my axe, pulled the woman out, and dragged her to the lawn.
She kicked me hard, to the grill
She kicked me hard in the face.
With one of them, Doc Martin heels
She kicked me with her Doc Martin shoes.
Murderas, you know how that feels
Other killers understand the pain of kicking someone.
Your lip be out there
You will be injured and in pain.
Time to die
It's time for you to die.
Close my eyes
I close my eyes before attacking.
Swung and felt a thump
I swung my weapon and felt an impact.
I done spilt her head in half like a tree stump, out there
I split her head like a tree stump with my weapon, resulting in a horrible death.
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what lies out there
Do not go outside because the danger is unknown.
Don't you dare go out there, ain't no telling what can happen
There is no way to predict what will happen outside.
Don't you dare go out there, late night killas might be stabbing
Murderers may attack at night.
Lights on in the house
The lights are on inside the home.
But it's dark outside
The outside is dark and unknown.
You can even close one eye
The fear is so intense you have to close your eyes.
Look bitch, I'm out there
I am the danger that exists outside.
Camp fire lit
A campfire is burning.
Boy Scout meeting's they talk of me
Boy Scouts discuss me in hushed tones.
Even they leaders got memories of me, I'm out there
Even their leaders have memories of me.
Forensic scientists try to finger me out
Scientists try to find evidence to capture me.
But I'm too quick for their Sheriff's stupid asses
Police are too slow to catch me.
I'm still out there
I am still dangerous and on the loose.
Pull up all your road blocks
I am able to bypass all the roadblocks.
I'm running them them's in my socks
I am running from the police while wearing only socks.
Silently taken out all cops, one by one, I'm out there
I kill police officers one by one without making a sound.
Leave they bodies
I leave behind the dead bodies.
In the street
The bodies are left in the open street.
Continue on my murder spree
I will keep killing.
They can believe all my heat
They will believe in my violent intentions.
When I pull it out there
I am not afraid to use violence when it is necessary.
Break up into the Zoo
I break into the zoo.
Dress up in a monkey suit
I disguise myself as a monkey.
Sticking up families for they loot, my brain, is out there
I rob families with my mind that is addicted to violence.
Handy with an ice pick
I am skilled with an ice pick.
Pull it out and use it good
I am ready to use my weapon effectively.
In and out your temple
I am skilled at inserting an ice pick in your temple.
Blood is squirting all out there
Blood will be everywhere due to my violent acts.
I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm
I am the scary story you hear at night.
Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords
I am capable of attacking you and stop your voice.
When you out there
When you are outside.
Some where out there a remnance of Bushwick
It is possible that Bushwick, a violent place, exists somewhere out there.
My mind loads clips at your block
I load bullets in my mind aimed at your block.
And leave you stuck bitch
I will leave you dead.
A psychopath
I suffer from a psychological disease.
With a clasp and a black ski mask
I am wearing a black ski mask and holding a knife.
Leave you in body bags
I will leave you dead and wrapped in a body bag.
For a news flash
So that people will know about my killing.
I might be small
I may not have a large physical stature.
But I got big balls
But I am willing to take risks.
Write my name on the wall
I am leaving a signature mark on the wall.
With bloodstains after the brawl
This mark will be made with blood after a violent fight.
Evil thoughts run deep in my brain
I have deeply rooted evil thoughts.
I'm sick and deranged
I suffer from a severe mental illness.
So picture the pain
Imagine the pain I will cause.
Flowing in my veins
My violent tendencies are a part of my character.
Yeah I'm sick
Yes, I am mentally unwell.
I'm sicker then Hitler
My illness is worse than Hitler's.
My gat spit streak mothafucking forbidden scriptures
My gun can shoot with accuracy described as biblical.
Niggas run from a gun, forgetting they can't
People try to run away from a gun, forgetting they cannot outrun a bullet.
I drag a Mossberg, cause it won't fit in my pants
I carry a shotgun because it is too large to fit in my pants.
I run up in your ride, it's parked and
I quickly get into your parked car.
It's darken
It's dark inside.
Jump out your glove compartment, sparking
I jump out from your glove compartment while brandishing a weapon.
The shit that I do, make many faint
My actions are so violent they result in people passing out.
Dead saint
Their death turns them into a saint.
Turn your blood into candy paint
Your blood will splatter and make a painting with a texture like candy.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: MICHAEL PUWAL, JOSEPH BRUCE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ThePhroztdls
RIP Bushwick... Best verse by far
@andybadass2087
Rip Bushwick...juggalo assassin ☹️
@loonatykofficial
RIP Bushwick Bill.
@hiphopandanime
icp workin with the ledgendary bushwick bill. thats sick!!
@chheangnong104
Dont you dare go out there!!
@christophermetz5414
RIP bushwick bill
@loonatykofficial
It's just now official.
@thamenacechris
BUSHWICK KILLED THIS!!!!
@jebustchrist4054
I drag a Mossberg because it won't fit in my pants! Lol
@DycypleLo17
R.I.P. my brother Bill.....God Bless you fam....We all shall see you soon in Shangrila.........mcl