Thug Pit Lyrics - Insane Clown Posse

[Layzie Bone] 

Wicked Wonka, baby 

[Violent J] 

Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months 

I brought a bat to a mosh-pit 

(Well what you do then??) 

I split some craniums in half 

And caved a few in 

Before long I'm standing there alone 

I shut the party down 

For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham 

[Layzie Bone] 

In...coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs 

Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war 

Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E 

And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe 

For the wicked wonka, Halloween 

[Violent J] 

Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day 

'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day 

We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper 

Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though 

We tight like alligator snappers 

[Layzie Bone] 

Don't run dawg, we gun clappers 

Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers 

City street slicked rappers 

But better known as wig crackers 

Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne 

Cock it back for Esham 

And let it loose to they spine 

[Judge D] 

An we mashing, we stomping 

We wicked wicked wonkin' 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

It's wicked when you walking 

Within the thug pit 

[Judge D] 

Yeah we mashing, we stomping 

We wicked wicked wonkin' 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

At this kind of mosh pit 

You get your wig split 

[D-Loc] 

Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit? (Shit!) 

Who the mothafucka that want the wig split? (Split!) 

Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown? (Krown!) 

Who the mothafucka in here right now? 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

Shaggy jumps in the pit 

With these hatchets and swingin' them 

Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums 

Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though 

Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc 

(Spit!) 

[D-Loc] 

What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine? 

Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime 

Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine 

With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same 

Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game 

Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness 

It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us 

[Tech N9ne] 

It's that nigga that be on blood shit 

Tech Nina off in a thug pit 

Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch 

Celebrating for Samhein 

(Witch Killaz) 

If you don't wanna come with the wickedness 

A nigga wanna slam strange 

I don't wanna hear a damn thang 

[Daddy-X] 

Mashing off from city to city 

We sparking fifties and fifties 

Crashing after parties 

Fucking and sucking on titties 

Ducking and dodging the coppers 

Ain't no one out that can stop us 

Dropping that shit that be popping 

Making it hotter and hotter 

[Tech N9ne] 

We man handle them 

Fucking and crushing on man's camera 

Busting bright red bandanas 

Bitch where was your antennas? 

When I was trying to stick it 

Wanna show a nigga how she lick it? 

Mothafucker this is how we kick it 

Thug whiling on Hallowicked 

[Jonny Richter] 

Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds 

With Tech N9ne, getting more love 

Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs 

Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP 

It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings 

[Layzie Bone] 

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit 

(Kottonmouth Kings!) 

[Violent J] 

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit 

[Layzie Bone] 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit 

[Violent J] 

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split 

[Layzie Bone] 

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit 

[Violent J] 

It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit 

[Layzie Bone] 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit 

[Violent J] 

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split 

[Krayzie Bone] 

It's mista sawed off leatherface 

I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain 

When I step on the plate 

Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to kill 

It's hard to chill 

Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real 

(Whoa!) 

[Daddy-X] 

I ain't got a million dollars bitch 

I'm fucking broke 

Spending all my change on that endo smoke 

All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot 

They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot 

[Esham] 

Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady 

Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady 

If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file 

Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile 

[Daddy-X] 

We drinking drank, drank 

We smoking dank, dank 

Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks 

We dropping bombs, underground bombs 

Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on 

[Layzie Bone] 

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit 

[Judge D] 

An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' 

[Layzie Bone] 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit 

[Judge D] 

Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin' 

[Layzie Bone] 

It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit 

[Violent J] 

It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit 

[Layzie Bone] 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit 

[Shaggy 2 Dope] 

In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split 

[Violent J] 

Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you 

[Layzie Bone] 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit 

We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit