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Krayzie Bone

"Thug Pit (Remix)"

[Layzie Bone]
Wicked Wonka, baby

[Violent J]
Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months

[Violent J]
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 f*cking pay-day
We give away hey
But we already millionare rapper
Hater slappers, wicked sh*t believe it though
We tight like alligator snappers

[Layzie Bone]
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
b*tch n*gga slappers and ho mackers
City street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my n*gga Tech N9ne
c*ck it back for Esham
And let it loose to they spine

[Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope]
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
[It's wicked when you walking
Within the thug pit)
Yeah we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'
[At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)

[D-Loc]
Who the motherf*cker in the pit talking sh*t? (sh*t!)
Who the motherf*cker that want the wig split? (Split!)
Who the motherf*cker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)
Who the motherf*cker 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
sh*t, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)

[D-Loc]
What the f*ck 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 b*tch, getting head, sipping wine

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
f*ck 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 n*gga that be on blood sh*t
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
f*ck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug b*tch
Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)
If you don't wanna come with the wickedness
A n*gga 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
f*cking and sucking on titties
Ducking and dodging the coppers
Ain't no one out there that can stop us
Dropping that sh*t that be popping
Making it hotter and hotter

[Tech N9ne]
We man handle them
f*cking and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas
b*tch where was your antennas?
When I was trying to stick it
Wanna show a n*gga how she lick it?
Motherf*cker 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 motherf*cking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings

[Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)
[It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
[In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
[It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
[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 n*gga brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill, cause when my n*ggas start to ill
It's hard to chill
Motherf*ckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)

[Daddy-X]
I ain't got a million dollars b*tch I'm f*cking broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the b*tches on the road, scheming for my loot
They get nothing but di*k, and a steel toed boot

[Esham]
f*ck 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'mma 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 (Tank)
We dropping bombs, underground bombs
f*ck the whole industry b*tch, bring them on

[Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
[An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
[Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')

[Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
[It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
[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 sh*t
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t

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