Ghetto Freak Show Lyrics

Ghetto freak show... 
It's three o'clock in the morning and you're sleeping 
Wicked clowns in the moonlight creeping 
Slide through your window under your bed 
Crawl in through your ear, eat your head 
Bumping into bones cuz I need light 
Tip-toeing down through your windpipe 
Climbing down your spine was the fun part 
Looky looky and I think I see your fucking heart 
Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing 
Wicked clown cut his way out your belly button 
I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place 
Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face 
I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal 
No one ever loved me and they never will 
Bitch, I take you out on a blind date 
But then they find you dead under a wooden crate 
Rapped in a bag deep in the woods 
Cause my mother always said I was no good 
Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit 
Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it 
The insanity's grip will never let go 
Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show 
I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show... 
I'm a freak show coming to your house 
Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse 
I'm looking like a fly so you swat me 
Keep chasing me even though you got me 
So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug 
First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs 
Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat 
I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown 
Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice 
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price 
Driving with your woman, that's sweet 
Never even know I'm in the back seat 
Chat chit-chat about the weather 
But then I slam they fucking heads together 
Is it jealousy, they never loved me 
So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugly 
I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man 
Not a poor man, I need my own land 
Because the rich man be stressing all the dumb stuff 
They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough 
Right there in your face, you can't tag it 
Just found out your son is a faggot 
Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man 
If ya stressing then you better talk to mojo man 
Insanity's grip will never let go 
Here's your chance to catch a glimpse of a ghetto freak show 
I'd rather be dead...ghetto freak show 
Ahaha, Violent J, the Ghetto Freak Show 
He's still alive 
The ultimate amazing freak show 
Is here on the Carnival of Carnage 
Line up and see him 
Lived years in the slums 
And he's still alive to tell about 
Line up and see him 
He's nasty, he's disgusting 
He's filthy, he is a freak show 
And you can see him live at the 
Carnival of Carnage 
You, young man 
You look like you could use a viewing 
Of a good freak show 
Line up, bring your sister, your brother 
And see the ghetto freak show 
Violent J is still alive