I punch bitches in their fake titties (He does)
I got warrants in like eight cities (He does)
I like to murder those provokin' (He does)
I swing quick,
and leave a motherfucker's throat hangin' open
I drink the blood of a street rat (He does)
Yo, Monox Boogie, where the weed at?
I got 18 plus speed Uh huh
With a plus 2 dagger from thy Tomb of Horrors, D & D
We cave heads in with a brick (We do)
We fuck hotties with the same dick (We do)
We eat power lines and generators (We do)
One time we shut Detroit city off for like eleven hours
We the wickedest, believe that (We do)
Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that (Shit, he do)
We'll rip your head off, swing it by the hair
Until we get blood everywhere
Muthafucker, get ya wicked on!

(Chorus 2x)
We know you hate who we are
but even in Shangri-La
A wicked clown gotta get the WICKED ON!

I'll drive a tank through your high school (He does)
I let the Carnival high rule (He does)
I get sick like a crime story (He does)
Motherfucker, this is Southwest Side ghetto territory
I can make a fist with your neck in it (He can)
I need my medication every 20 minutes (He does)
I store dead bodies all up under my house, and every night I hear 'em runnin' they mouth, gettin' wicked on me

Day - Days on my black hearse (We do)
Clown love Juggalos first (They do)
Red and black skullcaps everywhere,
with the fresh face paint contacts and thy Twiztid hair
We find peace at the graveyard (We Do)
Me and the Wraith sit and play cards (They do)
So move out of our way, and get out of my path,
or we'll saw your head in half
Motherfucker, get ya wicked on!