Insane Clown Posse - Chicken Huntin' Lyrics
Well i'm headed down the southern trail, i'm goin' chicken huntin'.Choppin' red neck chicken necks i ain't sayin' nothin'To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye, boom-shaka, boom-shaka,Hair chunks in the sky.Why? i, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye.Tell mr. billy bob i'm a cut his neck upSlice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut."what can you do with a drunken hillbilly?"Cut his *****in' eyes out, and feed 'em to his aunt nilly.Willie, willie chicken neck. chicken huntin' gotta love it.Hit him with the 12 gauge >*****en, chicken nugget<.Layed out all over the grass. bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em upFast.(pre-chorus):Last as long as you can, my man,Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got:Blood, guts, fingers and toes. (w/ echoes)Blood, guts, fingers and toes. (w/ echoes)Blood, guts, fingers and toes. (w/ echoes)Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so...(end prechorus)(chorus):"who's goin' chicken huntin?""we's goin' chicken huntin'.""who's goin' chicken huntin?""we's goin' chicken huntin'.""who's goin' chicken huntin?""we's goin' chicken huntin'.""cut a mother*****in' chicken now, ""right!"(chorus)Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah,Feel the red on a chicken neck.Choppin up hella yeah, billy bob billyCuz i chop mother*****in' red necks silly.Peeped in your yard tell me what did i see?I seen a chicken boy, *****in' this sheep. i said,"mister, mister, what the ***** you tryin' to do?"Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bauBarrels in your mouth, bullets to your head,The back of your neck's all over the shed.Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang,I'm 2 dope, and it ain't no thingTo cut a chicken, triggers clickin'Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'(pre-chorus)(chorus)Went to kentucky, i got lucky,Met this hogcallin' ***** named blocky.Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow.Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. wow.Red neck fella, moon-shine sella,Hangin' by his neck bone. chicken bone's locked in the cella',Yella' bellied chicken plucka'. you red neck *****a!(chorus)Rich *****!Yeah! yeah! yeah!Ha ha ha ha ha!Uh! (echo)Interview"hello! how ya doin? i'm here with the insane clown posse, icp. how youGuys doin?""bblblblblblblbl!!""well, uh, ok... i understand that you guys are from detroit.""wwaaaaaaaahh!""uh, yeah, ok. why don't ah- why don't you tell us something about theGroup?""burrrrrrp!""awright, awright... any long term goals?""ayayaiyaiyaiyaiyai!""sure, yeah, yeah... how 'bout ah, solo projects? any solo stuff to lookForward to?""ha! ha ha-ha!""well... well, ok, ok. well, ah, thanks for coming by and, ah, we lookForward to seeing you again, uhu.Thanks a lot! bye-bye!"
