Jiggle my mutha $#&@en balls (*##$.
Insane Clown Posse back in this mutha $#&@a
Hey yo Violent J, whats up?


It's Christmas, time for a slaughter
Maybe your wife, maybe your daughter

It's midnight, I land my sleigh
Make way for jolly St. J
Climb down the chimny, for the murder

Dressed as the fat man everyones heard of
Shimy down, shimy down, what the $#&@?
Somebody help me, I'm stuck

Now what to do? I feel whack
I got stuck in a chimny stack
But I hack, and shimmer on down

Santa Claus Clown
Can't $#&@ around, now
Livingroom, shhh, I creep

Tippy toes cuz they asleep
I pulled out the axe and slid down the hall
I got a gift for all of ya'll

Whats that? I better hide quick
Oh $#&@, it's the real St. Nick
And he musta been taken a %#@!

But regardless, I better move quick, now
So I jumped him, Santa's no joke
$#&@ed around got my damn neck broke

He strap, he shot, he didn't miss
[Gunshots and ho ho ho]
I had a red christmas


"I'm dreaming of a dead Christmas,
The kind you'll never have again

Cuz if you have a dead Christmas,
That means your dead and thats the end"


Merry, merry Christmas you $#&@in chump,
Seasons greetings loser, yo 2 Dope kick it!
Jack Frost nibbles, he but $#&@ that

I aint got a home so he nibbles on my !@*%
And my buttcrack, toes, and elbows
My nutz is froze, $#&@ you hoes

So I made a friend like me, a snow man
He was down with the clown like a blow man
Had a hat and eyes outta charcoal

And a pipe, we fill it with indow
Me and him sang songs in the snowflakes
He ate snowballs, I ate cornflakes

And we both would freeze are ballz off
I was there every time his head fallz off
I put it back on for him with a smile

He was my boy, made from a snow pile
Then the storm came, a blizzard
Snow, wind, ice, a blizzard

We pulled through we hid in an alley
The next day it was like sunny valley
He was meltin I was just fine

He got pissed and pulled out a nine

"If I'm gonna die you should come with me

Cuz we boyz" [gunshot] It hit me
Damn I'm dying, I'm dead he got his wish
And all I got was another red christmas


"Sighlent night, violent fight
Now I'm dead, one to the head

Christmas this year seemed so whack"

Happy New Year (*##$ boy

Hey, I got a New Years resolution
For your chicken $$# mutha
To kiss my mutha $#&@en $$#, Woo!


Jingle Bellz, Jingle Bellz
Jingle all the way

Ask your $#&@en mom (*##$,
The ICP don't play, hey
Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown
(*##$es drop your drawers
Don't talk back just suck my sack

And fiddle with my ballz

Yeah, ICP, Southwest for life,
Christmas time you know what I'm sayin,
Mr. Chris Cringle, you fat (*##$,

Mutha $#&@a never gave me %#@!,
I'm a slap your across your
Red $$# face mutha $#&@a, uh
Southwest down