Insane Clown Posse Fans. No, they really do exist, BITCH. My question is.....WHY, JUGGALOS!?

She said she would get their videos not played and get them taken out of magazines, but they already arent there.

Fair does me head in, that does.

truly, this is a grand indictment to all whom may paruse the ILMmassive...bow yr heads and pray that this may pass...

What the fuck is your probablem with the Insane Clown Posse! I'm one of those ninjas thats been down with the clown since back in the day. I remember when Carnival of Carnage was brand new. I've spent my life chillin' with my hommies and smoking blunts. Almost half my life is over and the I.C.P. was and still is the only thing I have to relate to, so if you hate them, you hate my life.

Dude. It's just a band, fercrissakes! If you are treating two Faygo drinking clowns* as a way of life or a religious institution, you might need to lighten up.

* = an observation, not a value judgement.

I better get moving- I could die any day now.

i don't know what to make of this statement...
i guess i 'hate' you? not really, but i REALLY dislike ICP...
argh.

God, that sounds like a depressing Adrian Tomine comic waiting to happen.

"They are tottaly different in both appearences, style of music and number of group members."

How can anyone say that Interpol are ripping off Joy Division? They wear totally different clothes!

http://www.abc.net.au/reslib/200403/r17225_42297.jpg
"If you hate them, you hate my life"

Guess who's coming to your big town?
Jugglin jesters, kick-it clown
Circus sound, painted frown
Carnival of carnage creeping round
I'm Violent J and I'm sick
They try to run me down
But you know I'm too slick
And I slip and slide like a slinky
Slip and slide with my twinkie
Welcome to my world
As it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed
Boo loo chewy wewwy doo boo
And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your life
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right
I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin that funk
With a snap and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down
Step on up
And kiss the clown
And kiss the clown
Kiss the clown
On up and kiss the clown
Step on up and kiss the clown
Stop the bus
Violent J comes out
Barrels to your face
And blow your fucking face off
Cause you know my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my mind goes on
Welcome to the world of juggla's dome
First day I enrolled at the high school
Butt-naked with a axe
Wow, he's so cool
Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny killin
Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker
To the next class don't wanna be late
Finna ask Brenda on a little date
I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a mud match threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda?
Mind if I bend ya?
Over rover, do me like Gumby
I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank
And when I finished
I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank
Awww that's a beautiful aquarium
Yeah, you wanna see it
Hey come here bitch
Oh God it's lovely
Yeah, yeah, yeah have a closer look
Die bitch what's up?
What are you a lung fish?
What's up aqua man?
Die bitch die
That's right, bitch
Back to the school
Fat bitch in the locker
Couldn't fit her booty in
So I cut her booty off
Sometimes I feel like I'm already in hell
Throwing up children on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucking fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks
Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills
Where's that other little rich little fag
Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him
I know my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room
Aww, aww, Dylan
Aww I want your anus
Aww, you're so hot
Kicked in the stall
Then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face
And I kicked in his balls
Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble
Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase
Jumped on his face
Road him down the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one last note
Stuffed his back down his throat
Back to the locker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the locker
Stuff the fucker!
Back to the locker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the locker
Fuckin stuff that fucker!
Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit
Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda smelly
Funk down your legs, and up to your belly
But I'm with Del Ray
So funk don't fade me
Let me hit it man
You're finna kick the can (Sugar)
Come on, bitch, man
You're getting ready to die anyway
Bitch, calm down
Let me get a little poontang
You know what I'm saying
Let me get a little trip, bitch
You finna die
Okay, cause I'm not a raper
But you still make morning paper
Kelly found dead in her bathroom
Naww, Kelly found dead in her dad's room
No, Kelly found dead in her backyard
Cause Kelly choked on a joker's card
Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker
Kelly wouldn't fit
Chop, chop, chop, chop her
Oh no, principal know what I'm about
Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out
Oh shit, they chase me
Cause they found the bodies
Now I run my ass off
Yeah they're gettin mad
You can hear them cuss
Didn't look both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangled in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler
You know how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen Prince so I clap cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my face on the street
And here come the police....

Who's the motherfuckin' chicken now?

Won't somebody please think of the bithcis?

ugly-looking but extremely functional, which is the point of most web sites.

If u don't like it u can fuck off, motha fucker

Interesting choice of words considering that ICP make some of the whitest music on Earth.

=(

"Interesting choice of words considering that ICP make some of the whitest music on Earth."

why, yes! yes, they do!

Kicked in the stall
Then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face
And I kicked in his balls""

I hate it when bands just say that they kicked someone without telling me where they kicked them, and how many times that kicking happened.

"Just Anotha Crazy Click", Three 6 Mafia's collaboration with ICP on "When The Smoke Clears", is possibly the worst song in Three 6 Mafia's entire catalog.

"I call myself a Juggalo, And i scream it everwhere that i go...JUGGALO"
MCL TO ALL WHO REPRESENT, And to all the Biggot who think they are down, well fuck that, you aint nuthin but bitches who are suckin on Feminems dick right now.
SHANGRI-LA MACKDAGGER

-- js (roc...), May 5th, 2006.

i wouldn't doubt it!

icp are a rap group that have been around since the begining of rap back before they were insane clown posse they were inner city posse and were producing back in tha day on tape and selling it out of thier cars. they stuck with it because they knew they would reach the top of the underground which they achived with dog beats. then it moved to shaggy and violent j as a duo and they have come to the forefront of "dark rap" brining twisted abk and blaze witht them. so actualy do sum research before you dissmis them as crap!!!