Birthday Bitches — текст песни (Insane Clown Posse)

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
I got your fuckin present hangin next to my nuts
Now when i`m swingin on my hatchet if it hits you it cuts
Don`t make me chop your head in half and smack the side with the cheek
Because I haven`t had my melorol in almost a week
Your fuckin mama brought me here to entertain ya ass
So no matter what I do I expect you to laugh
Now when I do a trick and even if it isn`t funny
Give me props unless you want your little necks bloody
I could probably do a cartwheel or something if you move the couch
But that ain`t what i`m fuckin about
I could sew your mouth shut and pump air in through ya nose
And fuckin pop ya head but we`d get blood on our clothes
Look i`m a wicked clown I ain`t no fuckin superhero
Ain`t that big and scary though I fly like little Rey Mysterio
I`m quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of you mom
And if the bitch gets heated tell her bring it on

(Chorus)
O Shit It`s your birthday (Oh no it isn`t)
It`s somebody`s birthday (Oh no it isn`t)
O shit it`s your birthday (Oh no it isn`t)
It`s your birthday

(Anybody Killa)
Sit the fuck down or it`s everybody`s birthday

(Chorus)

(Violent J)
It ain`t mine mutha facko!