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.
Red Neck Hoe '99
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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As this marks the day that
3 of America's most notorious outlaws
Will be executed for their crimes
Together the states of Michigan and California
Will conduct the executions behind prison walls
The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods
Electric chair, hanging, and firing squad
Death waits in my cell I can smell him
Somebody tell him that I still breathe, leave
I'm alive I'll never see 25
Yet still I can feel, I'm real
When it all happened I was in the lime light
News, camera, gaven killer stamina
Another year I'm here but forgotten
Skin is rotting feeling old, cold
Motherfucker in a robe gonna sentence me to die in a metal chair
Fizzle my nut hair
Bad enough I'll be dead
Yet I'm tryin to figure out a way
To keep my eyes from poppin out my head
Oh they'll remember my ass
Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
I know the devil's waitin on me
But does God like him playin his role in killin me though
Lock me up until I die maybe
But you can never tell
We might sharing a cell in hell
Cause, my last request was
Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz
One more thing before you hit that switch
Please tell my momma that I'm sorry, I never
(Chorus x2)
Dead end no escape from it
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
Why? I, never want to die
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
The lights dimmed in my cell block
Cause all the power they got surged into one spot
J's chair hear him screamin, fully loaded
It was funny at first till his head exploded
It's something else for me
Another kill just as wicked
But cheaper on the light bill
It all starts with a thick rope
Make a noose and I'm gone
Stretch out my neck bone
Minutes left I think about my brother
When we was young...
Wait I don't have a brother
What the fuck?
My minds in a tangle
I wish somebody was here that I could strangle
I keep waking up on the floor
Cause I strangle myself but what the fuck for?
Haha starin at the cracks on the walls
Whistlin necks, fidgetin my balls
Kill me it'll still all be the same
Wicked clown juggalo phantom of the night train
What if I drop, but don't die
Tie weights to my legs
And give it another try
Still coming think of something, I speak
I'm not feelin so hot let's go for it next week
Didn't work, I pulled down my collar
At least they won't be hearin me holla
My neck shut
(Chorus x2)
Dead end no escape from it
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
Why? I, never want to die
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
A bit past 1:30 a.m. now
And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way
To the designated spot on prison grounds
Where he will be executed by way of firing squad
I got seven bitches aiming at me
My backs against the wall
If I only had my strap then I could plug 'em all
Watch 'em fall
But they got my ass tied up behind this wall
So the homies can't ride up
Known killer in fact I killed the most
At random though some of them I planned 'em
Fuck it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor you
Got more guns if there's more of ya
War with the cops no prob
They shouldn't took the job
Blow holes throught they heads like donuts
Grown-ups, kids and girls
Gather round and get gunned down
I do it for the fun of it, adrenaline rush
Coked up quick to bust
Plus I love my dust
Gun son, watch the blood run son
I'm on one, muthafuckas
But check it this time I'll be the one dissected
I can't wait to feel the heat when lead and flesh meets
Bitter sweet baby, I been waiting for this
Go straight to hell kick it with the rest of my clique
Fuck a blindfold I want to look 'em deep in they eyes
So they can see the fool's face of a dog as he dies
Plus I want to see the muthafuckas squeeze
I got a hot date with my soul mate
Bust I can't wait
(Chorus x4)
Dead end no escape from it
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
Why? I, never want to die
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
The lyrics of Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid's song Red Neck Hoe '99 describe the impending executions of three notorious outlaws and their thoughts and fears leading up to the event. The song depicts the different methods of execution that the prisoners will face - the electric chair, hanging, and firing squad - and the fear and terror experienced by each of them. The lyrics also touch on the idea of the afterlife and the possibility of reuniting with friends in hell.
The first verse describes the scene in the underworld as the three prisoners are set to be executed. The second verse is from the perspective of one of the prisoners who is waiting in his cell, anticipating his inevitable death. He speaks of his regret and wishing he could undo what led him to this moment. The third and final verse is from the perspective of the last prisoner as he faces a firing squad. He speaks of his desire to face his executioners with his eyes open and to see the fear in their eyes.
Overall, the lyrics of Red Neck Hoe '99 deal with themes of death, regret, and the afterlife. The song is a dark and poignant reflection on the human condition and the consequences of our actions.
Line by Line Meaning
The underworld watches in horror
The criminal world is terrified as they witness the execution of three notorious outlaws.
As this marks the day that
This day signifies the culmination of their criminal activities.
3 of America's most notorious outlaws
These are three individuals who have gained infamy for their criminal behavior.
Will be executed for their crimes
They are facing punishment through execution for their illegal actions.
Together the states of Michigan and California
Both Michigan and California are involved in the execution process.
Will conduct the executions behind prison walls
The executions will take place within the confines of the prison.
The 3 prisoners are set to be executed by 3 separate methods
Each of the three prisoners will face a different method of execution.
Electric chair, hanging, and firing squad
The three methods of execution are the electric chair, hanging, and firing squad.
Midnight tonight will mark the first execution
The first execution is scheduled to take place at midnight tonight.
Death waits in my cell I can smell him
The inmate senses the presence of death and knows his time is near.
Somebody tell him that I still breathe, leave
The inmate wants to inform death that he is still alive, requesting it to leave him.
I'm alive I'll never see 25
The inmate acknowledges his young age and the fact that he will not live to see the age of 25.
Yet still I can feel, I'm real
Despite the impending execution, the inmate affirms his existence and emotions.
When it all happened I was in the lime light
During his criminal activities, the inmate attracted a great deal of attention.
News, camera, gaven killer stamina
The news coverage and public exposure gave the inmate a sense of power and confidence.
Another year I'm here but forgotten
Even though another year has passed, the inmate is no longer in the forefront of people's minds.
Skin is rotting feeling old, cold
The inmate's physical condition is deteriorating, making him feel aged and cold.
Motherfucker in a robe gonna sentence me to die in a metal chair
The judge, who the inmate refers to as a 'motherfucker in a robe,' is going to sentence him to death in an electric chair.
Fizzle my nut hair
The inmate expresses his disdain for the impending execution, using graphic language to portray his emotions.
Bad enough I'll be dead
The inmate acknowledges the severity of his situation, realizing that death awaits him.
Yet I'm tryin to figure out a way
Despite his imminent death, the inmate is still attempting to find a way to escape his fate.
To keep my eyes from poppin out my head
The inmate wants to find a way to prevent his eyes from bulging out of their sockets during the execution.
Oh they'll remember my ass
The inmate believes that his name and legacy will be remembered by others.
Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass
As he faces death, the inmate expects to twitch and have tears streaming down his face.
Shaggy I think they're tryin to start a riot
The inmate believes that someone named Shaggy is attempting to instigate a riot on his behalf.
And then it's Ice T but he don't seem fazed by it
Ice T, another individual involved, does not appear to be bothered or concerned by the situation.
I know the devil's waitin on me
The inmate is fully aware that the devil is eagerly anticipating his arrival in the afterlife.
But does God like him playin his role in killin me though
The inmate questions the involvement of God in allowing the devil to play a role in his execution.
Lock me up until I die maybe
There is a possibility that the inmate may be imprisoned until his death.
But you can never tell
The inmate implies that the future is uncertain and unpredictable.
We might sharing a cell in hell
The inmate suggests that he and the listener, either a loved one or another inmate, may end up together in hell.
Cause, my last request was
The inmate mentions his final request, which he is about to reveal.
Let my homies smoke my ashes and catch a Violent J buzz
The inmate desires to have his friends smoke his cremated remains and experience a euphoric state associated with the musician Violent J.
One more thing before you hit that switch
Prior to his execution, the inmate has one more thing to say or request.
Please tell my momma that I'm sorry, I never
The inmate asks for a message to be delivered to his mother, expressing regret for something he never had the chance to clarify.
(Chorus x2)
The chorus is repeated twice.
Dead end no escape from it
The inmate realizes that there is no way to evade his impending death.
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
The inmate reflects on the consequences of his actions, suggesting that he should have considered them before engaging in criminal behavior.
Why? I, never want to die
The inmate expresses his desire to avoid death.
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
The inmate asks that no one mourns his death, as he perceives it as a mere act of murder.
The lights dimmed in my cell block
The lighting in the cell block becomes dimmer, indicating that the execution is approaching.
Cause all the power they got surged into one spot
All the available power was redirected to a specific location, suggesting the preparations for the execution.
J's chair hear him screamin, fully loaded
The inmate referred to as 'J' is in the electric chair, and his screams can be heard as the chair is fully prepared for execution.
It was funny at first till his head exploded
The situation initially seemed amusing, but it quickly turned gruesome when 'J's' head burst open.
It's something else for me
The upcoming execution method for the next inmate is distinct and different from the electric chair.
Another kill just as wicked
The execution method for the next inmate is equally gruesome and cruel.
But cheaper on the light bill
Although the next method is similar in brutality, it is more cost-effective in terms of electricity consumption.
It all starts with a thick rope
The next inmate's execution begins with the use of a thick rope for hanging.
Make a noose and I'm gone
By creating a noose and putting it around his neck, the inmate will end his life.
Stretch out my neck bone
The inmate envisions his neck being stretched and elongated as he is hanged.
Minutes left I think about my brother
With only a few minutes remaining, the inmate reflects on a nonexistent brother, possibly a hallucination or figment of his imagination.
When we was young...
The inmate alludes to a shared past with his imaginary brother during their younger years.
Wait I don't have a brother
The inmate suddenly realizes that he does not actually have a brother and questions his own mental state.
What the fuck?
The inmate expresses confusion and frustration about his own thoughts and perceptions.
My minds in a tangle
The inmate's mind is in a state of confusion or disarray.
I wish somebody was here that I could strangle
Feeling overwhelmed, the inmate desires someone's presence so that he can vent his frustration by strangling them.
I keep waking up on the floor
The inmate finds himself repeatedly waking up on the floor, possibly as a result of fainting or losing consciousness.
Cause I strangle myself but what the fuck for?
The inmate has attempted to strangle himself but questions the purpose or logic behind such an act.
Haha starin at the cracks on the walls
Amid his distress, the inmate finds himself fixating on the cracks in the prison walls.
Whistlin necks, fidgetin my balls
As a form of distraction or nervous habit, the inmate whistles while touching or adjusting his genitals.
Kill me it'll still all be the same
Regardless of whether someone kills the inmate or if he takes his own life, the outcome will remain unchanged.
Wicked clown juggalo phantom of the night train
The inmate identifies himself as a wicked clown and a juggalo (a fan of the Insane Clown Posse music group), associating himself with darkness and the mysterious night train.
What if I drop, but don't die
The inmate contemplates the possibility of surviving a fall, even if it was intended to be fatal.
Tie weights to my legs
To increase the chances of a fatal fall, the inmate suggests tying weights to his legs.
And give it another try
The inmate is willing to attempt suicide again if his initial attempt fails.
Still coming think of something, I speak
Despite his failed attempts, the inmate continues to search for a way to bring about his own demise.
I'm not feelin so hot let's go for it next week
Feeling physically unwell, the inmate postpones his suicide attempt to the following week.
Didn't work, I pulled down my collar
The inmate's latest attempt at suicide fails, and he reacts by pulling down his collar, perhaps in frustration or disappointment.
At least they won't be hearin me holla
The inmate finds solace in the fact that his failed attempts mean he won't be screaming or crying out in pain.
My neck shut
The inmate's neck remains silent and unresponsive, implying that his desire for death has been extinguished.
(Chorus x2)
The chorus is repeated twice.
Dead end no escape from it
The inmate recognizes that he is trapped in a situation with no way out.
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
The inmate regrets his actions and wishes he had considered the consequences beforehand.
Why? I, never want to die
Expressing his desire to avoid death, the inmate questions why he is facing such circumstances.
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
The inmate asks that no one mourns his death, as he see his execution as a mere act of murder.
A bit past 1:30 a.m. now
The time has progressed, and it is slightly past 1:30 a.m.
And the 3rd prisoner slowly makes his way
The third prisoner is moving toward the assigned location for execution.
To the designated spot on prison grounds
The third prisoner is heading to the predetermined area within the prison for execution.
Where he will be executed by way of firing squad
The third prisoner will face execution through a firing squad.
I got seven bitches aiming at me
The inmate has seven individuals aiming weapons at him.
My backs against the wall
The inmate is cornered with no means of escape.
If I only had my strap then I could plug 'em all
If the inmate had his own weapon, he believes he could eliminate all the individuals aiming at him.
Watch 'em fall
The inmate fantasizes about seeing his assailants collapse or suffer defeat.
But they got my ass tied up behind this wall
The inmate is handicapped and unable to defend himself due to being restrained.
So the homies can't ride up
The inmate is unable to receive assistance or support from his friends.
Known killer in fact I killed the most
The inmate has a reputation as a murderer and claims to have the highest number of kills.
At random though some of them I planned 'em
While some of the inmate's victims were chosen randomly, others were targeted through planned actions.
Fuck it, I kicked your bucket for you, floor you
The inmate boasts about ending someone's life and making them fall to the ground.
Got more guns if there's more of ya
The inmate indicates that he possesses additional firearms if more people were to appear.
War with the cops no prob
Engaging in conflict or confrontation with the police poses no problem for the inmate.
They shouldn't took the job
The inmate suggests that the police should not have chosen to pursue a career in law enforcement.
Blow holes throught they heads like donuts
The inmate talks about the act of shooting the police officers in the head, comparing it to creating holes in donuts.
Grown-ups, kids and girls
The inmate does not discriminate when it comes to targeting individuals, including adults, children, and women.
Gather round and get gunned down
People of all demographics face the threat of being shot and killed by the inmate.
I do it for the fun of it, adrenaline rush
The inmate carries out these violent acts solely for his own amusement and the exhilaration it provides.
Coked up quick to bust
The inmate is high on cocaine and easily provoked to resort to violence.
Plus I love my dust
Additionally, the inmate has an affection for the drug PCP, also known as 'dust.'
Gun son, watch the blood run son
The inmate is skilled with firearms and enjoys watching the blood flow from his victims.
I'm on one, muthafuckas
The inmate is under the influence of drugs or in an intense state of mind and warns others.
But check it this time I'll be the one dissected
Unlike his previous violent acts, the inmate will now be subjected to execution and dissection.
I can't wait to feel the heat when lead and flesh meets
The inmate eagerly anticipates the sensation of his body being pierced by bullets and the intense heat associated with it.
Bitter sweet baby, I been waiting for this
The inmate acknowledges the bitter and sweet aspects of his impending death, revealing his anticipation for it.
Go straight to hell kick it with the rest of my clique
The inmate expects to go directly to hell after his death and join his fellow criminals in the afterlife.
Fuck a blindfold I want to look 'em deep in they eyes
Rather than being blindfolded during the execution, the inmate desires to make eye contact with those who will kill him.
So they can see the fool's face of a dog as he dies
The inmate wants his executioners to witness his defiant and fearless expression as he meets his demise.
Plus I want to see the muthafuckas squeeze
The inmate has a sadistic desire to observe his executioners tightening their grip on the triggers of their firearms.
I got a hot date with my soul mate
The inmate views death as a meeting with his soul mate, implying a twisted connection to mortality.
Bust I can't wait
Despite his anticipation, the inmate is still eager for the execution to occur.
(Chorus x4)
The chorus is repeated four times.
Dead end no escape from it
The inmate recognizes that there is no way to avoid his impending death.
Should've thought about that shit before you done it
The inmate reflects on the consequences of his actions and regrets not considering them earlier.
Why? I, never want to die
The inmate expresses his desire to evade death and questions why he is facing such circumstances.
Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder
The inmate asks that no one mourns his death, as he perceives it as a mere act of murder.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DINAND WOESTHOFF
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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