2010.03.17 - Song Wedgie Is Back Like A Vertebrae
Song: Hokus Pokus
Artist: Insane Clown Posse
Album: The Great Milenko
Release: 1997
Like Violent J, Song Wedgie is back like a vertebrae! I’ve emerged from my long Song Wedgie coma. In honour of the previous stated lyric, the first entry of 2010 is ICP’s Hokus Pokus. Early this year, zoz was intiated into the Juggalo family by getting clocked in melon with a 2-liter of Faygo at the ICP show in Detoit. FYI: In case of another extended absence, I’ve opened up this forum to all of you[s]. So, you can now submit your own Song Wedgies!
Lyrics:
Serial slaughtering stranglers Jugular juggling juggalos Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks I C fuckin P’s in the haugh Abracadabra boom shacka dae Im Violent J and Im back like a vertebrae And I come with a hat full of tricks Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you Wicked clowns, we’d like to say whats up to The Cobra’s, X-men, and Counts, And everybody with clown love Even sets I’ve never heard of Roll into town, and out with the big top Four cards down, and two more still to drop And when it does, I’ll pack up and hit the road Cuz I don’t wanna see your head explode Toss me an axe, and I’ll toss you a dead chicken Add a buck, you get a two-liter wit em And when the genie says on with the show It’s hokus pokus jokers, Great Milenko (Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Southwest slithering snakes of darkness come) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Shazam BAM, shocka locka lokey Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis Call me a psycho-skitso freak And I’ll call you by your name ( dickanus) Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck I bounce down Verner in a popcorn clown truck I’m a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard I grab your gizzard Jump on the carpet let’s take a spin Everybody’s waitin for the show to begin Up to the top, by the neck, and let ya go Try to land in a glass of Faygo Uh, you suck you missed the fuckin glass Broke ya neck, and busted yo fuckin ass But the genie says on with the show Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko (What awaits you after death, rub the lamp and explore) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Enter Milenko’s Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Fuck em all, fuck em all, Clown dawg, freak dawg Joker dawg, Milenko dawg (Fidgets of joker’s cards blasting in your mother’s face) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Rude boy and Chunky down wit the clown First time we ever went to Mexican Town I remember, we couldn’t pay the bill, they got hot And beat us down in the fuckin parkin lot Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack Tagged ICP by the train tracks And it was on, the dawn of a new day Magical carpets grippin down the freeway Walked in a gypsy’s tent with a food stamp And walked out with a magical limp, yeah I met Milenko, he gave me three wishes That night, I fucked three fat bitches Then get the fuck with it, forget it I’ll rip your face off, and wipe my ass with it When the genie says on with the show Hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko (Climb aboard our magic train and join us inside) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Fifty-two villians, hammered town, the show must go on) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Giant ladies, bearded ladies, midger ladies, ladies!) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride (Clowns of darkness and underneath them comes the cloud) Hokus pokus, joker’s ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Fuck Dat!
2009.07.24 - Wedgied In Traffic
Song: Bust A Move
Artist: Young MC
Album: Stone Cold Rhymin’
Release: 1989
I think what prompted this Song Wedgie, whilst sitting at a stop light, was Mike Collins’ rendition at Jeff’s Bucket Shop.
Young MC was actually born in London, England. He was also an accomplished songwriter, having co-written the hits ‘Wild Thing’ and ‘Funky Cold Medina’ for Tone Loc.[Wikipedia]
Lyrics:
This here’s a tale for all the fellas Try to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause you’re over zealous Play hard to get an females get jealous Ok smartie, go to a party Girls are stancin the crowd is showin body A chick walks by you wish you could sex her But you’re standin on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function, high class luncheon Food is served and you’re stone cold munchin’ Music comes on, people start to dance But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants A girl starts walkin, guys start gawkin’ Sits down next to you and starts talkin’ Says she wanna dance cus she likes the groove So come on fatso and just bust a move You’re on a mission and you’re wishin’ someone could cure you’re lonely condition You’re lookin for love in all the wrong places Not fine girls just ugly faces From frustration first inclination Is to become a monk and leave the situation But every dark tunnel has a lighter hope So don’t hang yourself with a celibate rope New movie’s showin… so you’re goin Could care less about the five you’re blowin Theatre gets dark just to start the show When you spot a fine woman sittin in the front row She’s dressed in yellow, she says “Hello, Come sit next to me you fine fellow” You run over there without a second to loose And what comes next, hey bust a move If you want it baby you’ve got it (repeat) Just bust a move In the city ladies look pretty Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty Try to tell a joke just to get some play Then you try to make a move and she says “no way” Girls a fakin’ … goodness sakin’ They want a man who brings home the bacon Got no money and you got no car Then you got no woman and there you are Some girls are sophistic… materialistic Looking for a man makes them opportunistic They’re lyin on the beach perpetratin a tan So that a brother with money can be their man So on the beach you’re strollin’… real high-rollin’ Everything you have is your’s and not stolen A girl runs up with somethin to prove So don’t just stand there, bust a move (break down) Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry In five days from now he’s gonna marry He’s hopin you can make it there if you can ‘Cause in the ceremony you’ll be the best man You say “neato”… check your libido And roll to the church in your new tuxedo The bride walks down just to start the wedding And there’s one more girl you won’t be getting So you start thinkin, then you start blinkin A bride maid looks and thinks that you’re winkin She thinks you’re kinda cute so she winks back And now you’re feelin really fine cus the girl is stacked Reception’s jumpin, bass is pumpin Look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin Says she wants to dance to a different groove Now you know what to do g, bust a move
