-Unlike most artist the ICP dont care about the money. They dont care if there fans download there songs for free or dont buy there merchandise. They under stand that alot of there fan base might be poor and dont have money fore there cds and stuff.
-Both Vilent J and shaggy,the two mane clowns of ICP,grew up in detroit. They grew up poor with shity ass lifes. Now if they would have grew up two little rich white kids who lived in the suburbs then it would be a whole differnt story. But they didnt growe up like that but still became two fucken awsome people, and with out using MTV or stuff like that.
-Some people think that ICP has started some sort of evil cult. This is not true,and to the fans who think this you are fucken stupid and are a bunch of dumd asses. True the ICP songs are vilent but this vilence is toward people who deserve it. Like in the song Halls Of Illusion it shows people how they should of acted but fucked up there life and others life around them becouse of there abuse and anger towrd there friends wife and kids.
-ICP is not raciest,rednecks, or fags. They are agenst all of them exsept being gay of course unlike a few singers and rappers on MTV. They make there fans more than fans there family,homies, and of course juggalos.
-So weather u are down with the clown,faygo,the dark carnival or not dont hate people or music you dont know weather its rap,pop,hip hop or whatever.
Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours
And see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real
But you had to fuck up tha whole deal
And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair
With straps and chains, we slap you in there
Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And pull your eyelids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't what it seems
You walk in and see two kids on the floor
They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chillin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya look, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she looks so happy you don't understand
See this is an illusion, it never came true
All because of you!
Back to reality and what you're about
Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
But it's all good here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painful and slow
At tha hands of MILENKO!
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Look who's next it's Mr. Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer park
You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat off
And when you get to the end you'll find a chair
You see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here
We get all different kind of people comin through
Richies, chickens and bitches just like you
In the Halls everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your illusion before you burn
What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It looks like your kids and they okay
Your daughter's chillin up in college top grade
And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid
They got families and kids and it's all good
They even coach little league in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost?
Nah, bitch, not even close!
Back to reality your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and leave em home
And even whip em with the cord on the telephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call
Watch your step to Hell...it's a long fall!
guy #2: shit i.c.p. sucks
guy #3: i know man the insane clown pussies are gay as fuck
guy #4: shit i know thats right those little faggots dress up in a whole lot of make up and try to hide it by saying that they are clowns. spraying fake ass root beer around so that they can pretend that they're getting a buzz.
guy #1: i see your point man they are fags.
ICP fan: liek omgz! fuck you Insane Clown Posse is teh pwnsorz!!!111 lolllllzzz.
Person who likes good music: *slaps ICP fan*
"Night Of The Axe"
Shit, I can't fucking take this
All this fucking pressure, I'm dying
Make me go motherfucking crazy
I got all these motherfuckers
Every where I go
They gonna come down on me
If you look,that doesnt even rhyme.
Why people actually listen to these idiots is beyond me.
Also "Shaggy 2 Dope" doesnt write his own lyrics.
If you would like to troll them like I do,you can do some of the following.
"Eminem is hot"
"shaggy doesnt write his own lyrics."
Be creative,make your own.
Oh I forgot to add, these fucktards aparently created their own branches of heaven and hell. Shangri-la being reserved for the true juggalos.
Below is a conversation I have actually taken from one of my trollings.
P.s. If you look you can tell that aparently their vocabulary is mainly composed of the words "Redneck" "Mother" "Fucker" and "Faggot".
Me: plx dont hurt meh
Wicked Clown RJ: what the fuck is wrong wit u are u retarded or are u just one dumb ass mother fucker
Me:www.teletorrents.org for free porn.
yes im retarded.
Wicked Clown RJ: look faggot stop sendin me e-mails bfore i take a rode trip and kick ur ass u stupid faggot ass mother fucker.
Wicked Clown RJ: yes really u redneck mother fucker
INSANE CLOWN POSSE Mcl
Upon the first time hearing ICP I was immediately impressed by their captivating use of the English language. Explaining to me how AND why they planned on killing a police officer kept me entertained for hours. If you really do take a look deep down into ICP's lyrics you will find just more and more intelligent ideas that would greatly improve the world today.
Fred: Oh, insane clown posse? Yeah, I heard they were a bunch of wankers quite frankly..
Albert: You heard wrong friend! These people are the cream of the crop! They are the height of intellectuality this world has ever and will ever see! They're a godsend!
Fred: Thanks for clearing my mind and saving me from damnation Albert! I'll be off now to listen to this excellent band and draw pictures of a man running with an axe on all my binders!
they like to think of themselves as kind of a gang, working in teams to weed out da haterzz and bring them to justice. but what theyre really doing is giving sensible peoplle something to laugh hysterrically at when they come up to you in a hat that has some man with a hatchet on it saying theyre gonna kick your ass. well, i say a real band will carry a fucking axe and destroy you (such as into the moat).
they like to think they are tough, but on the contrary, they are a bunch of pussies who will drop off of the face of the earth until in twenty years when VH1 is doing a "shitty music from 2001-2010" special, a fifty year old dane cook will make fun of them and their horribly put together music videos. *middle finger*
Me: you just called me juggalo....im going to walk away and come back in 5 minutes...if youre NOT listening to something good like The Ghost Inside the shit will hit the fan.