A rap group that gets alot of crap from people who are no better then they are. If you don't like them then so be it, no one asked you to like them. The juggalos of the world get alot of crap from people to. They are people just every one else. Everyone has a right to live their own life, the way they want to.
Lo: I finally went to see Insane Clown Posse in concert. They were sick!
Hater: Ewwww you like them? You are a freak.
Lo: Hey, i don't hate when you talk about your lame music, so leave mine only biotch. Bump All Ya'll.
Hater: Ewwww you like them? You are a freak.
Lo: Hey, i don't hate when you talk about your lame music, so leave mine only biotch. Bump All Ya'll.
by justarealperson January 23, 2011
good rap group of Shaggy 2 Dope + Violent J. There lyrics arn't the greatest but it turns out sounding good. Only problem is the fans are usually obssesive of them to the point of as a idol,do drugs,mostly stupid, and obsesed with Faygo (A cheap ghetto Soda like Big K). Making them look like crap. Though the first few cds did suck (Ringmaster and Below) Riddle Box and beyond are all great cds. Overall not a bad rap group but the other people on psychopathic records has better lyrics and sometimes better singing.
The Insane Clown Posse are sweet... but the fans are usually obssesive of them to the point of as a idol,do drugs,mostly stupid, and obsesed with Faygo (A cheap ghetto Soda like Big K)
by Fan, not a Juggalo November 7, 2004
The most hated group in the world. And they dont give a fuck. What they do is not "satanist" or "racist". they do not go out and kill people and "rape corpses". Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope are just a couple of normal people trying to make the world better by putting a twist on their lyrics to say that there shouldnt be "Gangs" and stuff. Everyone should love everybody.
guy 1: ZOMGZ!!!1111!!!!1!11 insane clown posse are so racist! and satanist!
guy 2: Dude shut up
hands guy 1 a piece of paper
paper reads
"Thy Unveiling"
Carnival of Carnage,
The Ringmaster,
The Riddle Box,
The Great Milenko,
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers,
and The Wraith
looks like were all out of time brother!
Everybody's out of time!
Fuck It, We gots to tell them
All secrets will now be told
no more hidden messengers
this is it yall
times up
everything be out right here
no need for the reverse talking
the truth.
Now we have been told this carnival shit has touched many lives.
People have fuckin` sworn to us they too can feel it inside.
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We`ve been waiting six fuckin` joker cards to finally tell you.
This messengers and hints were there, all though most never picked up on them.
We snuck em` in subliminally with that wicked shit around them.
We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card.
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard.
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get with it and dig we don't preach it flat, cause some ninjas don`t wanna get with ya, they quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out.
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall, after all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all. It ain't got nothing to do with us, It ain't Psychopathic Records!
All we`re doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together! Who`s behind the Dark Carnival, the Gatherings and the hatchet? Who`s beind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who inveted Juggalos and Juggalette and fucking Faygo showers? What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit, who`s behind these Juggalo powers?
This ain`t no fucking fan club, It ain't about making a buck. Don`t buy our fucking action figures bitch, i don't give a fuck. It ain't About Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or seventeen.
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean? Truth is we follow GOD, we`ve always been behind him, The Carnival is God and may all Juggalos find him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's out there, He's Out there!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don't care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchet and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
He`s Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Our carnival will carry one.
yeh, he`s everywhere!
I'm saying he's anywhere!
juggalos, hes out there!
yeh, yeh, everywhere!
He's Out There
Come see the show,
big top show,
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
he`s out there!
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
ya cant fuck with the juggla
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there!
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there! He`s out there!
We all gonna die, but I`m not gonna fry
Even though most never try.
I`m not gonna let this pass me bye, no.
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don`t care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
people love to point and stare
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
its the same as everywhere
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
He's out there!
We don't care what happen's now!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Thank you! ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us
We hope you`ve enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
and soon as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you byyyatch!
hahahaha, always remember to fuck off!
Fuck Off! good bye!
Guy 1: oh shit.
guy 2: Dude shut up
hands guy 1 a piece of paper
paper reads
"Thy Unveiling"
Carnival of Carnage,
The Ringmaster,
The Riddle Box,
The Great Milenko,
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers,
and The Wraith
looks like were all out of time brother!
Everybody's out of time!
Fuck It, We gots to tell them
All secrets will now be told
no more hidden messengers
this is it yall
times up
everything be out right here
no need for the reverse talking
the truth.
Now we have been told this carnival shit has touched many lives.
People have fuckin` sworn to us they too can feel it inside.
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We`ve been waiting six fuckin` joker cards to finally tell you.
This messengers and hints were there, all though most never picked up on them.
We snuck em` in subliminally with that wicked shit around them.
We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card.
The bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard.
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get with it and dig we don't preach it flat, cause some ninjas don`t wanna get with ya, they quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out.
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall, after all 6 have risen the end of time will consume us all. It ain't got nothing to do with us, It ain't Psychopathic Records!
All we`re doing is pointing this shit out to you, we in this together! Who`s behind the Dark Carnival, the Gatherings and the hatchet? Who`s beind Dark Lotus, the circus and everybody at it?
Who inveted Juggalos and Juggalette and fucking Faygo showers? What about that feeling you get when bumping our shit, who`s behind these Juggalo powers?
This ain`t no fucking fan club, It ain't about making a buck. Don`t buy our fucking action figures bitch, i don't give a fuck. It ain't About Violent J or Shaggy, the Butterfly or seventeen.
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean? Truth is we follow GOD, we`ve always been behind him, The Carnival is God and may all Juggalos find him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's out there, He's Out there!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don't care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchet and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
He`s Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
He's Out There!
May The Juggalos Find Him!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Our carnival will carry one.
yeh, he`s everywhere!
I'm saying he's anywhere!
juggalos, hes out there!
yeh, yeh, everywhere!
He's Out There
Come see the show,
big top show,
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
he`s out there!
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the juggla
ya cant fuck with the juggla
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there!
May the Juggalos find him!
May the Juggalos find him!
He's out there! He`s out there!
We all gonna die, but I`m not gonna fry
Even though most never try.
I`m not gonna let this pass me bye, no.
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
This is our world! This is our world! This is our world!
SO GET THE FUCK OUT!
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We don`t care what happens now.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
Painted faces in the crowd.
We`re not sorry if we tricked you!
The Carnival will carry on.
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Suck My Nuts! Bitch, Fuck You!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats
ICP we got the dog beats!
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
people love to point and stare
3 rings, a ding-a-ding-ding
its the same as everywhere
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
Murder Go Round,Murder Go Round
How ya gonna fuck wit a wicked clown!
He's out there!
We don't care what happen's now!
We swing our hatchets and we`re proud!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Painted Faces in the crowd!
The Carnival will carry on!
The Carnival will carry on!
Thank you! ladies and gentlemen.
Thank you for joining us
We hope you`ve enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
and soon as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you byyyatch!
hahahaha, always remember to fuck off!
Fuck Off! good bye!
Guy 1: oh shit.
by king4krazy2killa0 September 22, 2007
The Insane Clown Posse. Comprised of John Utsler (Shaggy 2 Dope) and Joseph Bruce(Violent J).A band universally hated & loved at the same time. At the center of crazy controversies sometimes involving a hatchet, a bottle of Faygo, (Detroit based soft drink) or Some face paint. Well, I'm writing this to put the truth. They are..... Good. I mean this is several ways. Their lyrics are never going to be universally honored as the greatest of all time, but they're still good.
(Truth is happiness is in your own hands,
How you perceive **** believe it is. It's all you
Some of us sad fools can't help it
Livin' in a bad mood
**** hurts, then it only gets worse
They don't get it not even the experts
But trust me it won't last forever
You hit bottom **** finally gets better...)
-Shaggy 2 Dope, Forever
That also expresses the other way of "good" I mentioned earlier. These guys, underneath the ghetto exterior and facepaint, are guys with hearts who don't want to see their fans end up burning in hell, alone in prison or dying from an overdose, they want to see them go to Shangri-la, (which is not juggalo exclusive, just a term for heaven in Juggalo lingo). All the dumb stuff that the so-called fans,( the ones who did horrific things), did these not because ICP told them to. Give me a song where they, (metaphorically), look their listener in the eye and say goo kill someone.
(Truth is happiness is in your own hands,
How you perceive **** believe it is. It's all you
Some of us sad fools can't help it
Livin' in a bad mood
**** hurts, then it only gets worse
They don't get it not even the experts
But trust me it won't last forever
You hit bottom **** finally gets better...)
-Shaggy 2 Dope, Forever
That also expresses the other way of "good" I mentioned earlier. These guys, underneath the ghetto exterior and facepaint, are guys with hearts who don't want to see their fans end up burning in hell, alone in prison or dying from an overdose, they want to see them go to Shangri-la, (which is not juggalo exclusive, just a term for heaven in Juggalo lingo). All the dumb stuff that the so-called fans,( the ones who did horrific things), did these not because ICP told them to. Give me a song where they, (metaphorically), look their listener in the eye and say goo kill someone.
ICP is of God. They bring the true juggles to god, though their means are very unconventional.
Insane Clown Posse
Dark Carnival
Twiztid
Insane Clown Posse
Dark Carnival
Twiztid
by It's just me the juggalo July 2, 2013
The most misunderstood band in the " underground world ".
I.C.P for short. Fans are called Juggalos and Juggaletes.
I.C.P for short. Fans are called Juggalos and Juggaletes.
Hater - dude, the Insane Clown Posse are just a bunch of fags in make-up.
Juggalo - who the fuck cares what u think of them.
Hater - why do you listen to them?
Juggalo - Because i like music that is actually good, unlike eminem.
Hater - Fuck you, eminem is one of the best rappers out there.
Juggalo - haha. yeah right...
Juggalo - who the fuck cares what u think of them.
Hater - why do you listen to them?
Juggalo - Because i like music that is actually good, unlike eminem.
Hater - Fuck you, eminem is one of the best rappers out there.
Juggalo - haha. yeah right...
by itsjuggalo December 9, 2007
Insane Clown Posse are a Horror Core group from the slums of Ditroit who have made millions with their albums and music. The Members of insane clown posse (or ICP for short) are Shaggy2dope and ViolentJ. I fucking love them
by gurlchunasty February 2, 2014
-ICP is probably one of the most original and real people out there.They dont give two shits what people think of them.Hell they could have one fucken fan in the whole world and they wouldnt care.
-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.
-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.
Halls Of Illusion by Insane Clown Posse
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!
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!
by Down with the Clown March 27, 2007