[Chorus X4]

Ghetto freak show Ghe Ghe Ghetto Freakshow

Ghetto freak Ghe Ghetto Freakshow



It's three o'clock in the morning and you're sleeping

Wicked clowns in the moonlight creeping

Slide through your window under your bed

Crawl in through your ear, eat your head

Bumping into bones cuz I need light

Tip-toeing down through your windpipe

Climbing down your spine was the fun part

Looky looky and I think I see your fucking heart

Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing

Wicked clown cut his way out your belly button

I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place

Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face

I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal

No one ever loved me and they never will

Bitch, I take you out on a blind date

But then they find you dead under a wooden crate

Rapped in a bag deep in the woods

Cause my mother always said I was no good

Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit

Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it

The insanity's grip will never let go

Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show



[Chorus X4]



I'm a freak show coming to your house

Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse

I'm looking like a fly so you swat me

Keep chasing me even though you got me

So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug

First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs

Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat

I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown

Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice

Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price

Driving with your woman, that's sweet

Never even know I'm in the back seat

Chat chit-chat about the weather

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