Still Stabbin'

Insane Clown Posse

Composed by: Mike E. Clark
I stab people like everyday folks 
skinny people any people I chop off their throats 
My stabbin's are ninja like very quickly, hey 
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away 
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck 
now I stab people and drive away I'm like puttputtputtputt 
I do a show and stab people at the same time 
I stab bear cages security guards in the back of the neck 
I love waffle house, I stab people there 
their so shitty and dumpy they don't even care 
I love stabbin' people, def leopard remember them 
when I cut their fuckin drummers are off, you can ask'em 
Leo Owen the president of island 
I'm at a business meeting with him looking at him I'm smiling 
I just up with the stab and he kicked my ass 
17th floor they through me out through the glass 
Help Me 
(help'em) 
Fuckin help me 
(help'em) 
I need you to help me 
(help'em) 
Somebody come and help me 
(help'em) 
Jehovah's witnesses I swear man I love 'em 
they're standing out on the porch, knockin I'm waiting above 'em 
punch and wound victims right through my door 
come back mothafucka, ill stab you some more 
one time I went wrestler, I wrestled the best 
I got kicked out though, I had a knife in my spandex 
I stabbed Tony Schiavone the commentator guy (or got me, I'm not sure) 
before the match I went to shake his hand but I stabbed him in the eye 
I stabbed Norman Smiley in the middle of a match 
he was like (what are you doing) I said fuckin relax 
I stabbed him again and again I jumped out and ran 
everybody chased me, catch me if you can 
I tried to stab my own brother, bad news for my health 
he twisted my arm back, I ended up stabbing myself 
I stab cabby drivers right through the thick glass 
ginsu built to last, can you help 
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down 
side to side and all around 
They don't help, they don't care 
ginsu swingin everywhere 
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down 
side to side and all around 
They don't help, the don't care 
ginsu swingin everywhere 
I saved up my money and went to see the Lilith fair 
started stabbing lesbians, there was millions of them there 
I took off my thong and jumped in the pit 
but there wasnt any pit, it was only me and that was it 
but so what, I was throwin myself all over the floor 
Sarah McLachlan was on stage, I said you fuckin whore 
One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass 
stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks 
my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood 
I drive with my lights off all throuhg my neighborhood 
but its so hard to sneak because of the muffler 
I hate that fucker 
I did a song with 3-6 mafia, them guys are the shit 
we went to their studio and I started rockin it 
after the session they all left out of there 
but I stayed behind and stabbed the engineer 
Help Me 
(help'em) 
Fuckin help me 
(help'em) 
I need you to help me 
(help'em) 
Fuckin come and help me 
(help'em) 
Naw fuck you 
(fuck'em) 
fuck all of you 
(fuck'em) 
you better fuckin help me 
(help'em) 
help me, help me 
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down 
side to side and all around 
They don't help, the don't care 
ginsu swingin everywhere 
Slice 'em up, Slice 'em down 
side to side and all around 
They don't help, they don't care 
ginsu swingin everywhere
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