Piggy Pie
Ahhh! We did it! Woo!
We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass to snack on, bitch!
So here, start with a slice of this fresh piggy pie, motherfucker!
[Violent J]
The first little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin` swine
I rode into town with my axe in my holster
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out
Walked in the village, and to the piggy`s place
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face
And blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half
But I`m a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh (hehe)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head
Since we out west, I had a little fun
And pulled his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium
[Chorus (1x)]
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There`s nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival`s in town, come and get your piggy snacks!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a motherfucking dick
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect
But if I get a chance, I`m goin` straight for the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off bucket chillin` underneath my clothes
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what this piggy don`t know is he`s about to get his neck wet
Now I see the bailiff, I`m thinkin` what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get away
That tired motherfucker will probably die tomorrow anyway
Here come the piggy, it`s time for my case
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin` face
He saw my joker`s smile, and sentenced me to die
So I ragged on the bucket, made it fuckin` rain pork rinds
[Chorus (2x)]
[Violent J]
The last little piggy, his house is made of gold
He lives in a mansion on his own private road
I started walking down it, the guard he told me wait
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry
I`m a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel
People in my city, they fightin for they meals
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills
How rich he is the devil, he never will admit it
So I`m a take his money stack and stuff his face with it
Opened up his door, he`s sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and laid it upside his head
He begged for his life, I told him it`s too late
And took away his dough and watched the devil suffercate
Cuz I need...
[Chorus (4x)]
