Kickin' Kickin' Lyrics - Mighty Death Pop - Insane Clown Posse

Why must you challenge me? 

It's fate, I was born a ninja warrior, and I have to prove myself to all ninjas that I'm the best around 

Then you've got to defeat me first 

Sure 

Black gi, black mask, nunchucks ninja 

round kick on you dumbfucks 

Built like a dumpster? 

Balance on chopsticks 

Back flips, dive rolls 

Dope drop kicks 

Kick fast, cross face 

whiplash 

Knocked out cold 

you see the quick flash 

Legs busy as fuck 

Like Mr. crabs feet 

Ninja suisme 

roundhouse foot 

No master, self taught outlaw 

5 right feet to the jaw 

in the southpaw 

Quick kick, turn your head like it's a thick chick 

Knock an eyeball out 

Like you slick rick 

Take the right side of my foot and place it 

where your teeth was 

let you taste it 

rapidly before your back hit street 

You get punched slapped smacked and kicked 

with my quick 

Claw to the neck, chop to the skull 

call for the rest and I'm droppin em all 

paw to the jaw 

fall to a crawl 

shadow on the wall 

was all that he saw 

wire,neck, pull, slice 

kill em, finish my bowl of rice 

assassination you know the price 

shit kow! Like dolomite 

attack in the dark like poltergeist 

you're pressing your luck like roll the dice 

and come back buddy when I hold the mic 

ninjas creep in the cold of night 

kickin, kickin 

lunaticin 

Skin a chicken 

kick your dick in 

inflicted pain 

wicked game ninjitsu get insane?