Insane Clown Posse (abbreviated as ICP), is an American hip-hop duo compose… Read Full Bio ↴Insane Clown Posse (abbreviated as ICP), is an American hip-hop duo composed of Violent J (Joseph Bruce) and Shaggy 2 Dope (Joseph Utsler). ICP has earned two platinum and five gold albums. According to Nielsen SoundScan, the entire catalog of the group has sold 6.5 million units in the United States and Canada as of April 2007. The group has established a dedicated following called Juggalos numbering in the "tens of thousands".

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.

Scatter Brain
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics

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Pay attention kid. Nail Gun. Don't you ever pay any f**kin' attention. (Don't panic) Oooo (Um)
F**king Concentrate. (Scatterbrain) Unorganized cluster f**k. [Laughing] You need to think
about what the f**k you're doing (noises in the background) I'm working on something.
Miscellaneous (I'm not quite all there) If you just put some effort (scary not a nice guy) if
you cared (I'm trying to f**king concentrate) What the f**k is wrong with you
([mumbling:] and of course... the circus)

Where my swim suit at

The soups on in Argentina
Convalescent home patients serving me with subpoenas
Make sure you tell the f**kin' captain his legs are made of rubber
I got an apple for your forehead if I'm cleaning the shutters
Give me my turkey pass
Tradin' chops sticks with the hooligans
Snakes are in a submarine
I'll never go to school again
I stole you a Porsche 'cause your mama's a fox
I'm selling footwear insoles and I'm running three shops
Horrified jelly worms with electric infantago
Dinosaur crybabies cookin' shrimp in San Diageo
Full moons mean nothing without your roller skates
When the water runs dry and blood fills the great lakes
I'm a hired assassin but ice sculpture is art
And so I ride a horse everywhere returning shopping carts
It's raining fish flies on the east side and I'm rappin'
Slutty ass skanks get slapped for nappin' (umph)

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters
Skip-switch forget shit I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) [2x]

Throw your hands up
Kamikazes don't tell lies
With that watermelon foot bath they minds collide
Bitch, my knees been bald headed so download that
Ridin' on a zamboni in my Danny Kaye hat

I'm the number one contender for a shot at the bible belt
I swam between piranhas and assaulted a patty melt
The red planet still remains in orbit
Leavin' trash piles cleaned up by A.J. Styles, Me, and J. Giles
Leopard shit in my yard
I took the yellow pill
I once stabbed a flamingo but it was only a fire drill
Meet me at the market for your kung fu prize
With that frozen ice firecracker (everybody rise)
Get your panties off ho this ship is ready to attack
Somebody get on the piano I'm calling John Cusack
And put ten on pump seven if your skills are tight
Make sure you bring a wet mitten 'cause its col col col cold at night

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters
Skip-switch forget shit I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) [4x]

[Laughter]

I scatter my brain

I I I scatter my brain

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters

I I I scatter my brain

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters

My brain

I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain)

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters
Skip-switch forget shit I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) [2x]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Insane Clown Posse's song "Scatter Brain" are a jumbled mess of seemingly incongruous and nonsensical phrases, creating a chaotic and disjointed image of the singer's mental state. The track begins with a voice instructing someone to concentrate, juxtaposed with scattered noises in the background. The singer asserts that the listener needs to "think about what the f**k you're doing" amidst a chaotic landscape of unorganized thoughts - the cluster of which is the "scatterbrain" of the song's title. The singer goes on to spout a seemingly random list of phrases and absurd images, jumping from swimming suits to convalescent homes to the circus.

The imagery in the song is disjointed and absurd, but the repetition of the phrase "scatter my brain" reflects the theme of the song. The singer seems to be struggling to make sense of their surroundings and organize their thoughts, representing a struggle with mental health and chaos.

Line by Line Meaning

Pay attention kid. Nail Gun. Don't you ever pay any f**kin' attention. (Don't panic) Oooo (Um)
Listen closely and don't panic. Get your focus right.

F**king Concentrate. (Scatterbrain) Unorganized cluster f**k. [Laughing] You need to think about what the f**k you're doing (noises in the background) I'm working on something.
Get organized and focused. Take a moment to breathe and consider your actions.

Miscellaneous (I'm not quite all there) If you just put some effort (scary not a nice guy) if you cared (I'm trying to f**king concentrate) What the f**k is wrong with you ([mumbling:] and of course... the circus)
I'm a little crazy but if you try harder and cared it could be better. Please don't bother me, I'm trying to concentrate. And also, just like a circus, life can be chaotic and unpredictable.

Where my swim suit at The soups on in Argentina Convalescent home patients serving me with subpoenas Make sure you tell the f**kin' captain his legs are made of rubber I got an apple for your forehead if I'm cleaning the shutters Give me my turkey pass Tradin' chops sticks with the hooligans Snakes are in a submarine I'll never go to school again I stole you a Porsche 'cause your mama's a fox I'm selling footwear insoles and I'm running three shops Horrified jelly worms with electric infantago Dinosaur crybabies cookin' shrimp in San Diageo Full moons mean nothing without your roller skates When the water runs dry and blood fills the great lakes I'm a hired assassin but ice sculpture is art And so I ride a horse everywhere returning shopping carts It's raining fish flies on the east side and I'm rappin' Slutty ass skanks get slapped for nappin' (umph)
The lyrics are nonsensical and do not have a clear meaning

I don't wanna know about the shit that matters Skip-switch forget shit I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) [2x]
I don't want to worry about important stuff, I'll just focus on myself and what I need to do.

Throw your hands up Kamikazes don't tell lies With that watermelon foot bath they minds collide Bitch, my knees been bald headed so download that Ridin' on a zamboni in my Danny Kaye hat
These lyrics are nonsensical and have no clear meaning

I'm the number one contender for a shot at the bible belt I swam between piranhas and assaulted a patty melt The red planet still remains in orbit Leavin' trash piles cleaned up by A.J. Styles, Me, and J. Giles Leopard shit in my yard I took the yellow pill I once stabbed a flamingo but it was only a fire drill Meet me at the market for your kung fu prize With that frozen ice firecracker (everybody rise) Get your panties off ho this ship is ready to attack Somebody get on the piano I'm calling John Cusack And put ten on pump seven if your skills are tight Make sure you bring a wet mitten 'cause its col col col cold at night
These lyrics are nonsensical and have no clear meaning

[Laughter] I scatter my brain I I I scatter my brain I don't wanna know about the shit that matters I I I scatter my brain I don't wanna know about the shit that matters My brain I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) I don't wanna know about the shit that matters Skip-switch forget shit I scatter my brain (I scatter my brain) [2x]
I don't want to worry about important stuff, I'll just focus on myself and what I need to do.

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