Insane
Prozak & Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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From New York to L.A.
From Chile to Greece
From New Gandhi to your momma
We gives absolutly no fucks
Motha fucka
Natural born serial murderers
Mass mothafuckin murderin muderers
I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close
I like diggin up dead bodies
Look at me I'm gross
My name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis
Gonorrhea the clap cause I infected this rap
You wanna know if I could ever kill somebody
Well that's like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail
I kill family, friends, myself
What, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact that's how we met
I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd you get that
It's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you
It's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now
Look at us natural killas
The world most playa hated rapper
And the most hated group together like woooo!
[Chorus]
Mass murders
Natural born killas
I'm not fuckin around
Icky icky ya ya
Icky icky ya ya
Mass murders
Natural born killas
I'm not fuckin around
Icky icky ya ya
Icky icky ya ya
This ain't no blair witch
Beware bitch
Ill pick you're motherfuckin brain with an icepick
Remember me
The V I see E
Well here's my trilogy
I'm outta captivity
Rap cujo ya know my flow is ferocious
Last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches
I bring this hocus pocus
You're flying away
Like the last days of the motherfuckin loafers
I'm the redneck in the moshpit
2 axes come in handy
To answer Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley
In the shadows of the dark with darkman like spawn
In the dash blazin it up with explosive bombs
I spit homicides like major cities at 11PM
While zipping bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM
Ice mixed with blood is the killers milkshake
Here with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak
[Chorus]
Disrespect me I'll run in your house
Like puffin steam stout
Break both your arms, gun in your mouth
Knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth
Bullets bust through the back of your head ya die swift
Fuckin wit tha clan, watch what you say
We kill *Beep: Lame Lyric Censor*
Shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed-head
Cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead
Catch you at a show while you're chilling with your ho
And crack your skull with a bottle of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing killer
Gun groove captain
Brooklyn home of the original gun clapping
Gats get brung, niggas get done
Sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons
I'm a killer
[Chorus]
To die is a fate that must come to us all
But how horrible to be buried alive
From the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed with death
Hands clawing for blood!
[Chorus]
The lyrics to "Insane" by Prozak and Insane Clown Posse are focused around the idea of being natural born killers and mass murderers. The verses are spoken from two different perspectives and contain graphic imagery and language. Violent J's verse speaks about his willingness to kill and the fact that it's a part of who he is, almost like a biological urge. He even goes on to say that he tried to kill Rob Van Winkle (also known as Vanilla Ice) but they ended up bonding over the experience. Shaggy's verse is similar in content, describing himself as a monster and a Sing-Sing killer, and rapping about violent acts against others. The chorus repeats the phrase "mass murderers, natural born killas" and the sound of gunfire is heard in the background.
Overall, the song is a dark exploration of the extreme end of human behavior. It depicts killers who take pleasure in the act of murder and flaunt their disregard for the lives of others. The lyrics are meant to shock and disgust the listener, but they also hint at a deeper fascination with the idea of killing and the emotions that drive people to commit violent acts.
Line by Line Meaning
From New York to L.A.
We are not limited by geographic location
From Chile to Greece
We are not limited by international borders
From New Gandhi to your momma
We are not limited by social hierarchy
We gives absolutely no fucks
We don't care about anyone or anything
Motha fucka
Just an exclamation with no deep meaning
Natural born serial murderers
We are born with a tendency to kill
Mass mothafuckin murderin muderers
We are good at killing multiple people
Bitch, come and meet your maker
We are threatening to kill you
I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close
I am intimidating and frightening
I like diggin up dead bodies
I find pleasure in disturbing and macabre activities
Look at me I'm gross
I am disgusting and unattractive
My name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis
I am like a disease that is difficult to get rid of
Gonorrhea the clap cause I infected this rap
My lyrics are like an infection that spreads quickly
You wanna know if I could ever kill somebody
You are asking if I am capable of murder
Well that's like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail
The answer to that question is obvious and unnecessary
I kill family, friends, myself
I am willing to kill anyone, including myself
What, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive
I am willing to sacrifice anything, including my own life
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact that's how we met
I attempted to kill a celebrity and it brought us together
I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
He was also inclined to violence
I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out an ax
We were both prepared to kill each other
I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd you get that
I was impressed by his choice of weapon
It's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you
Murder comes naturally to some people
It's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now
The desire to murder is similar to sexual desire
Look at us natural killas
We are naturally inclined to kill
The world most playa hated rapper
We are the most disliked rappers in the world
And the most hated group together like woooo!
Despite being widely disliked, we are united
Disrespect me I'll run in your house
If you disrespect me, I will invade your personal space
Like puffin steam stout
I am powerful and intimidating
Break both your arms, gun in your mouth
I am not afraid to use physical violence to assert dominance
Knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth
I will harm you with a weapon
Bullets bust through the back of your head ya die swift
I am willing to kill people quickly and without mercy
Fuckin wit tha clan, watch what you say
Be careful how you interact with us
We kill *Beep: Lame Lyric Censor*
We will kill anyone who crosses us
Shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way
I will use any weapon at my disposal to kill you
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed-head
I am a violent, drug-using criminal
Cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead
If you anger me, you won't survive for long
Catch you at a show while you're chilling with your ho
I will attack you in a public place
And crack your skull with a bottle of Mo
I will use any object as a weapon
I'm a Sing-Sing killer
I am a murderer who has been incarcerated
Gun groove captain
I am a leader when it comes to gun violence
Brooklyn home of the original gun clapping
Brooklyn is known for its history of gun violence
Gats get brung, niggas get done
We bring guns and people get killed
Sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons
Our actions have devastating effects on families and communities
To die is a fate that must come to us all
Death is inevitable
But how horrible to be buried alive
It is a terrible fate to be buried alive
From the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed with death
Dead bodies are scary
Hands clawing for blood!
The dead bodies are reaching out as if they are still alive
[Chorus]
Reiterating the theme of the song - we are natural born killers who don't mess around
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ACE FREHLEY, GENE MOORE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
maxwell rider
one of the best songs i've ever heard. respect to both prozak and the insane clown posse.
Samuel Stuelke
really? less than 2000 views? Prozak is one of the best rappers alive
whoselineCZ
Tales of the Sick is one of my favourite albums. Too fucking awesome.
iStandByi
What about paranormal?
Nonofya Bidnez
tru dat!
Whatever
You have no idea how hard it is to find this song on the title alone... Glad I got back to it I've wanted to hear it for years
Nos Ω
It's crazy...this song predicted a giant part of my life, just like his other tracks.
Ailin McGee
@Nos Ω fucking edgy.
Nos Ω
Metaphorically...yes.
Dylan Ackerman
When u killed your shrink and now she haunts you?