WUDDAP,Back With Chapter 2. R&R
Chapter 2: The Race
Psycho's POV
Skullz,Smoke,Dom and Jesse Pressed the Pedal...All 5 of us went flying taking the turn up the hill,knowing that if we slipped for those 5 quick seconds,we will crash.We Finally got onto the track as i new it,i was in the front...as i also figgured it Smoke was last Cuz he had nothing in his car.
We Passed the first three Exits and the Bridge Came up,Smoke jumps it and gets in front of Jesse,Then Infront of Dom,Then Finally next to Skullz. Smoke Beats Skullz and we take the turn down and we head back,Smoke Beats Me,and i press the nos and i pass him and i win. Everyone Stops and im the first one to get out.
"You Cheating Little Bizatch!" I screamed out
"Your Just Bitchy Because i almost had you,If it Wasn't for your Nos i would be getting all the glory" Smoke Said
"You'll get the glory" I Said and i swung at him. I Connect and falls to the floor. He gets up and he spits and loads of blood comes out.
"GET THE FUCK UP,PUSSY" I Grabbed him by the shirt and Lifted him up. I Grabbed his head and Smashed in. His head cracked open,but he still up. I threw him on his car. I got in my car and Left.
"Fucken Juggalo Pussy..." Smoke Said
Skullz POV
"Fucken Juggalo Pussy..." Those words entered my ear like to Bullets Perching My heart. I went up to him and Slugged him 2 across his face and one under his chin.
"Pussy Bitch,Thats what you get for Callin' a juggalo a pussy, Especially behind his back!"
Psycho's POV
Heading Home,With the Remote Control for the radio in one hand the steering wheel.Having the Bass Blasting 'Chicken Huntin'(Slaughter House Remix)' By The Insane Clown Posse,Blasting The RIDDLE BOX.
"Well, I'm heading down a southern trail
I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
To the hillbilly stuck my barrel in his eye
Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked chicken pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hillbilly?
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed them to his Aunt Milly
Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it
Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
Laid out all over the grass
Then his little hound dog will eat them up fast
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
Chopping up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
Cause I chop motherfucking redneck silly
Peeked in his yard and what did I see
I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
Ah, Bibbity Bobbity Boo"
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
The back of your neck's all over the shed
Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
To cut a chicken, trigger's clicking
Blow off his head but his feet still kicking
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Sittin front row at the chicken show so...
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
Went to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met this hot-collared bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, milking a cow
Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
Redneck fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neckbone, chicken bones
Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker
You redneck fucker!
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right"
Changing the Track i put on,DEAD BODY MAN
"Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag them in the house, throw them in the oven
Wicked clown loving that dead body gloven
Tastes like chicken finger licking deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still gots the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursing my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall
Kicked open the door and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just the dead body man
"We got bodies, dead bodies
We got fat ones, skinny ones
Males, females, hermaphrodites
We got somebodies, we got nobodies
Bodies, bodies, bodies, woo!"
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van
All the little kiddies love the dead body man
I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell
Some people run cause they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can
To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man
It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but ah
Just don't look in the trunk
I drive down Central kicking the bass
Chilling with my freaks and I'm picked her face
Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head
Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead
Than a hoe you can't trust, always digging a nut
A dead body bitch learns to keep her mouth shut
Riding in the back is my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf
On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand
I'm just the dead body man
"We also collect dead bodies"
"So, if you know any dead people"
"Or you yourself are planning on dying soon"
"We'll be happy to come to your house"
"And pay cash for it"
"We appreciate good healthy stiff"
"For our dinner"
Woohoo!"
Call me the dead body man (some one give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man, call me the dead body man"
Parking under the Tent,I Put the shield and the Club on,and i took down the radio and my cd book. I activate the Alarm and go inside. I go inside and my girlfriend calls me.
"Hello?" I answered
"Hey babe" She Said
"Hey,Hun" I Said.
"I Was wondering,you want to come over?" She Asked
"Sure,Why not?" I Repled
"Thankz Hun" She Said.
I hung up and took everything back into the car and went to her house. While going to her house,I Took out Riddle Box,and Poped in Tunnel Of Love and I Put Cotton Candy On.
"My name is Shaggy, but some call me Shaggy Balls
Cause you can my ball sack hanging out my drawers
I wear short shorts
Bitches stop and stare
Later on you see me parting through their cotton hair
I meet a bitch, I always gotta check and ask
How many corn dogs been to the cotton patch
And when I fuck bitches ask what I'm trying to do
My nuts is people, so I'm trying to stuff them in there too
Cotton candy
It wasn't made for the mouth
You don't believe me?
Then take a look and then south
Rotten candy
Is what you'll find without a doubt
I stick my wang in the cotton hole and then I'm out
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate the Mack
They hunting cotton
And Shaggy Shagg know where it's at
So don't be stingy
There's more than one wicked clown
And, bitch, you got enough cotton here to go around
Now some bitches wanna go and shave the cotton off
Straight to the candy
I'm with it
I won't get lost
That's why I bring the clippers with me
They coming in handy
When you fuck around with the cotton candy
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
Cotton candy
Yeah, hey hey
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
She told me
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
Cotton candy
Yeah, hey hey
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
She told me
My name is J
The kiddies call me jitty pants
Cause I can play the flute
And make my dick start to dance
Like a snake
I make it shake, rattle and roll
And this year, my ball's made it to the Cotton Bowl
Unlike Shaggy
He's scared of the cotton pie
I ate so much cotton candy I got pink eye
I can remember the first time I had a taste
She pulled her panties down
And stuffed her cotton in my face
I said your daddy's home
She said so fucking what?
I tried to take my dingaling
And stick it in her butt
I tried to push it in
I couldn't turn it out
She said
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
Oh shit, so what was I to do?
Run like a bitch
Or have the cotton stew?
I thought for a second
Then I said what the fuck
I ate so much cotton
That my tongue came out her butt
Blullululuu bitch, I'll have another bowl
My boys had to come and get me
Cause I lost control
On the way home, I had a new attitude
I'm like hey let's go eat some more pussy dude"
As The Song Finished I Parked outside,Monica's House. I Called and she came outside and opened the door. I Went up to her and kissed her and we went inside.
"Wanna Do something very fun?" She Asked
"Sure" I Replied. She Grabbed my hand and took me into her room. We Took off her shorts and shirt and stayed in Bra and Thing. I Took off my shirt and shoes. I took off my chain and jeans and stayed in my wifebeater and jeans and we went under her covers. She opened the drawer of her nightstand.
"Ribbed or For Her Pleasure?" She Asked
"What do you want?" I Replied
"Ok" She Giggled. She Handed me the "For Her Pleasure" one.
A/N:I Have Some Good Ideas for this chapters 3-5...Please R&R
Chapter 2: The Race
Psycho's POV
Skullz,Smoke,Dom and Jesse Pressed the Pedal...All 5 of us went flying taking the turn up the hill,knowing that if we slipped for those 5 quick seconds,we will crash.We Finally got onto the track as i new it,i was in the front...as i also figgured it Smoke was last Cuz he had nothing in his car.
We Passed the first three Exits and the Bridge Came up,Smoke jumps it and gets in front of Jesse,Then Infront of Dom,Then Finally next to Skullz. Smoke Beats Skullz and we take the turn down and we head back,Smoke Beats Me,and i press the nos and i pass him and i win. Everyone Stops and im the first one to get out.
"You Cheating Little Bizatch!" I screamed out
"Your Just Bitchy Because i almost had you,If it Wasn't for your Nos i would be getting all the glory" Smoke Said
"You'll get the glory" I Said and i swung at him. I Connect and falls to the floor. He gets up and he spits and loads of blood comes out.
"GET THE FUCK UP,PUSSY" I Grabbed him by the shirt and Lifted him up. I Grabbed his head and Smashed in. His head cracked open,but he still up. I threw him on his car. I got in my car and Left.
"Fucken Juggalo Pussy..." Smoke Said
Skullz POV
"Fucken Juggalo Pussy..." Those words entered my ear like to Bullets Perching My heart. I went up to him and Slugged him 2 across his face and one under his chin.
"Pussy Bitch,Thats what you get for Callin' a juggalo a pussy, Especially behind his back!"
Psycho's POV
Heading Home,With the Remote Control for the radio in one hand the steering wheel.Having the Bass Blasting 'Chicken Huntin'(Slaughter House Remix)' By The Insane Clown Posse,Blasting The RIDDLE BOX.
"Well, I'm heading down a southern trail
I'm going chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
To the hillbilly stuck my barrel in his eye
Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked chicken pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on rye?
Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hillbilly?
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed them to his Aunt Milly
Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it
Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
Laid out all over the grass
Then his little hound dog will eat them up fast
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Sitting front row at the chicken show so...
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
Chopping up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
Cause I chop motherfucking redneck silly
Peeked in his yard and what did I see
I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
Ah, Bibbity Bobbity Boo"
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
The back of your neck's all over the shed
Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
To cut a chicken, trigger's clicking
Blow off his head but his feet still kicking
Last as long as you can my man
Cause when that chicken head hits the fan you got
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Blood guts fingers and toes
Sittin front row at the chicken show so...
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
Went to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met this hot-collared bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, milking a cow
Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
Redneck fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neckbone, chicken bones
Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker
You redneck fucker!
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'
We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right"
Changing the Track i put on,DEAD BODY MAN
"Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag them in the house, throw them in the oven
Wicked clown loving that dead body gloven
Tastes like chicken finger licking deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still gots the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursing my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall
Kicked open the door and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just the dead body man
"We got bodies, dead bodies
We got fat ones, skinny ones
Males, females, hermaphrodites
We got somebodies, we got nobodies
Bodies, bodies, bodies, woo!"
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van
All the little kiddies love the dead body man
I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell
Some people run cause they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can
To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man
It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but ah
Just don't look in the trunk
I drive down Central kicking the bass
Chilling with my freaks and I'm picked her face
Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head
Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead
Than a hoe you can't trust, always digging a nut
A dead body bitch learns to keep her mouth shut
Riding in the back is my dead body crew
Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself
You got dead deer heads up on your shelf
On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand
I'm just the dead body man
"We also collect dead bodies"
"So, if you know any dead people"
"Or you yourself are planning on dying soon"
"We'll be happy to come to your house"
"And pay cash for it"
"We appreciate good healthy stiff"
"For our dinner"
Woohoo!"
Call me the dead body man (some one give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (just mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (br-bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can give em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can sell em to me)
Call me the dead body man (won't ya mail em to me)
Call me the dead body man (you can bring em to me)
Call me the dead body man, call me the dead body man"
Parking under the Tent,I Put the shield and the Club on,and i took down the radio and my cd book. I activate the Alarm and go inside. I go inside and my girlfriend calls me.
"Hello?" I answered
"Hey babe" She Said
"Hey,Hun" I Said.
"I Was wondering,you want to come over?" She Asked
"Sure,Why not?" I Repled
"Thankz Hun" She Said.
I hung up and took everything back into the car and went to her house. While going to her house,I Took out Riddle Box,and Poped in Tunnel Of Love and I Put Cotton Candy On.
"My name is Shaggy, but some call me Shaggy Balls
Cause you can my ball sack hanging out my drawers
I wear short shorts
Bitches stop and stare
Later on you see me parting through their cotton hair
I meet a bitch, I always gotta check and ask
How many corn dogs been to the cotton patch
And when I fuck bitches ask what I'm trying to do
My nuts is people, so I'm trying to stuff them in there too
Cotton candy
It wasn't made for the mouth
You don't believe me?
Then take a look and then south
Rotten candy
Is what you'll find without a doubt
I stick my wang in the cotton hole and then I'm out
Jump Steady, Rude Boy, and Nate the Mack
They hunting cotton
And Shaggy Shagg know where it's at
So don't be stingy
There's more than one wicked clown
And, bitch, you got enough cotton here to go around
Now some bitches wanna go and shave the cotton off
Straight to the candy
I'm with it
I won't get lost
That's why I bring the clippers with me
They coming in handy
When you fuck around with the cotton candy
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
Cotton candy
Yeah, hey hey
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
She told me
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey
Cotton candy
Yeah, hey hey
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
She told me
My name is J
The kiddies call me jitty pants
Cause I can play the flute
And make my dick start to dance
Like a snake
I make it shake, rattle and roll
And this year, my ball's made it to the Cotton Bowl
Unlike Shaggy
He's scared of the cotton pie
I ate so much cotton candy I got pink eye
I can remember the first time I had a taste
She pulled her panties down
And stuffed her cotton in my face
I said your daddy's home
She said so fucking what?
I tried to take my dingaling
And stick it in her butt
I tried to push it in
I couldn't turn it out
She said
Cotton candy don't get wet until it's in your mouth
Oh shit, so what was I to do?
Run like a bitch
Or have the cotton stew?
I thought for a second
Then I said what the fuck
I ate so much cotton
That my tongue came out her butt
Blullululuu bitch, I'll have another bowl
My boys had to come and get me
Cause I lost control
On the way home, I had a new attitude
I'm like hey let's go eat some more pussy dude"
As The Song Finished I Parked outside,Monica's House. I Called and she came outside and opened the door. I Went up to her and kissed her and we went inside.
"Wanna Do something very fun?" She Asked
"Sure" I Replied. She Grabbed my hand and took me into her room. We Took off her shorts and shirt and stayed in Bra and Thing. I Took off my shirt and shoes. I took off my chain and jeans and stayed in my wifebeater and jeans and we went under her covers. She opened the drawer of her nightstand.
"Ribbed or For Her Pleasure?" She Asked
"What do you want?" I Replied
"Ok" She Giggled. She Handed me the "For Her Pleasure" one.
A/N:I Have Some Good Ideas for this chapters 3-5...Please R&R