| Song | Just Anotha Crazy Click |
| Artist | Three 6 Mafia |
| Album | When the Smoke Clears |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I choke... nope... thats wack hold up. | |
| I stab you with an umbrella, | |
| Then open it cause i'm sick like a diseased ethiopean. | |
| Alright hold up!!!! wait a second listen! | |
| I peel your cap back with a cannon ball, | |
| I buck 'em all ******* 'em all we standin' tall woooo.... | |
| Three 6 mafia, insane clown posse, and twiztid! | |
| [juicy j] | |
| We used to... we used to.... we used to rob for them petty things, | |
| Like a gold chain, no a mutha****** pinky ring, now it's ******* | |
| If you see me on the **** train, i'm the **** man | |
| Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain | |
| Old folks scared of eye-gain, at the window pane | |
| They be lookin' wit a migraine | |
| While i catch a drain and you know it's a ******' shame | |
| When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane | |
| I control ya brain | |
| [dj paul] | |
| Now do muh *******s bust glocks ******* wit us ******* see | |
| It's the ¿buggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make 'em bleed | |
| Through his neck through his back ******* cover them hoes | |
| Ain't no vest goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros | |
| Automatic weapon carrier silence on the barrier, hang 'em in the closet | |
| Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys | |
| Hoe we need the g's and i'm talkin like now boys! | |
| Chorus: gangsta boo (repeat 2x) | |
| We be just anotha crazy click | |
| Doin whatever to get us by when we pumped up | |
| You out of luck ******* i aint goin' lie | |
| Show 'em who really runnin the streets with the calicos | |
| [monoxide child] | |
| We the click that don't play... | |
| Quik to rip ya head off and hand it to violent j and bury it away | |
| I'm on the spree killa for freak without a conscious | |
| ******* we on a mission to bomb *******t! | |
| Twiztid, icp, with the triple six click | |
| Hoes that pop lip, can eat a *******, or get ya neck slit | |
| I'm havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets | |
| With no heads monoxide foolin' wit tha dead! | |
| [jamie madrox] | |
| We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on | |
| You say its on? so come bring it on | |
| When gettin' krunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals | |
| We juggalo individuals!!!!! | |
| We just anotha crazy click... icp, twiztid, triple six! | |
| All up in this ******* and we runnin' *******t | |
| We doin' drive bys on all yall wit chain saws | |
| We're uncut, redefinin rugged and raw! | |
| Chorus | |
| [violent j] | |
| We just anotha crazy click to ******* around and bury ya | |
| Takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria | |
| I walk around your neighborhood like frankenstein | |
| Chokin' anybody i find i'm takin' mine | |
| [shaggy 2 ****] | |
| Ya mutha*******as can't get near it, cause ya fear it | |
| Look in my glass eye, i'm sick like lou gherig | |
| I don't know judo but i go "kheeya!" | |
| I'll ******* you up so bad a wheel chair couldn't see ya! | |
| [violent j] | |
| Listen... you hear that slut? | |
| That was me! pullin' this ******* out ya butt! | |
| I'm a juggalo serial killa steady screamin' ******* ya'll | |
| I stab ******* wit a chain saw! | |
| [shaggy 2 ****] | |
| We walk around compton and watts, beatin' scrubs up | |
| And raidin' tin dogs face i throw the dubs up | |
| We tearin' clubs up down south wit d | |
| Three six yall.... twiztid, and i.c.p |
| I choke... nope... thats wack hold up. | |
| I stab you with an umbrella, | |
| Then open it cause i' m sick like a diseased ethiopean. | |
| Alright hold up!!!! wait a second listen! | |
| I peel your cap back with a cannon ball, | |
| I buck ' em all ' em all we standin' tall woooo.... | |
| Three 6 mafia, insane clown posse, and twiztid! | |
| juicy j | |
| We used to... we used to.... we used to rob for them petty things, | |
| Like a gold chain, no a mutha pinky ring, now it' s | |
| If you see me on the train, i' m the man | |
| Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain | |
| Old folks scared of eyegain, at the window pane | |
| They be lookin' wit a migraine | |
| While i catch a drain and you know it' s a ' shame | |
| When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane | |
| I control ya brain | |
| dj paul | |
| Now do muh s bust glocks wit us see | |
| It' s the buggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make ' em bleed | |
| Through his neck through his back cover them hoes | |
| Ain' t no vest goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros | |
| Automatic weapon carrier silence on the barrier, hang ' em in the closet | |
| Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys | |
| Hoe we need the g' s and i' m talkin like now boys! | |
| Chorus: gangsta boo repeat 2x | |
| We be just anotha crazy click | |
| Doin whatever to get us by when we pumped up | |
| You out of luck i aint goin' lie | |
| Show ' em who really runnin the streets with the calicos | |
| monoxide child | |
| We the click that don' t play... | |
| Quik to rip ya head off and hand it to violent j and bury it away | |
| I' m on the spree killa for freak without a conscious | |
| we on a mission to bomb t! | |
| Twiztid, icp, with the triple six click | |
| Hoes that pop lip, can eat a , or get ya neck slit | |
| I' m havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets | |
| With no heads monoxide foolin' wit tha dead! | |
| jamie madrox | |
| We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on | |
| You say its on? so come bring it on | |
| When gettin' krunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals | |
| We juggalo individuals!!!!! | |
| We just anotha crazy click... icp, twiztid, triple six! | |
| All up in this and we runnin' t | |
| We doin' drive bys on all yall wit chain saws | |
| We' re uncut, redefinin rugged and raw! | |
| Chorus | |
| violent j | |
| We just anotha crazy click to around and bury ya | |
| Takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria | |
| I walk around your neighborhood like frankenstein | |
| Chokin' anybody i find i' m takin' mine | |
| shaggy 2 | |
| Ya mutha as can' t get near it, cause ya fear it | |
| Look in my glass eye, i' m sick like lou gherig | |
| I don' t know judo but i go " kheeya!" | |
| I' ll you up so bad a wheel chair couldn' t see ya! | |
| violent j | |
| Listen... you hear that slut? | |
| That was me! pullin' this out ya butt! | |
| I' m a juggalo serial killa steady screamin' ya' ll | |
| I stab wit a chain saw! | |
| shaggy 2 | |
| We walk around compton and watts, beatin' scrubs up | |
| And raidin' tin dogs face i throw the dubs up | |
| We tearin' clubs up down south wit d | |
| Three six yall.... twiztid, and i. c. p |
| I choke... nope... thats wack hold up. | |
| I stab you with an umbrella, | |
| Then open it cause i' m sick like a diseased ethiopean. | |
| Alright hold up!!!! wait a second listen! | |
| I peel your cap back with a cannon ball, | |
| I buck ' em all ' em all we standin' tall woooo.... | |
| Three 6 mafia, insane clown posse, and twiztid! | |
| juicy j | |
| We used to... we used to.... we used to rob for them petty things, | |
| Like a gold chain, no a mutha pinky ring, now it' s | |
| If you see me on the train, i' m the man | |
| Cigarettes in muh right hand, ready to make a stain | |
| Old folks scared of eyegain, at the window pane | |
| They be lookin' wit a migraine | |
| While i catch a drain and you know it' s a ' shame | |
| When you in this game tryin' to sell to a sprung lane | |
| I control ya brain | |
| dj paul | |
| Now do muh s bust glocks wit us see | |
| It' s the buggaz? of the boat, bust a trick make ' em bleed | |
| Through his neck through his back cover them hoes | |
| Ain' t no vest goin' be workin' when you twirkin' with some pros | |
| Automatic weapon carrier silence on the barrier, hang ' em in the closet | |
| Kidnap the treasurer, bandanas on our face we wilin' out like some cowboys | |
| Hoe we need the g' s and i' m talkin like now boys! | |
| Chorus: gangsta boo repeat 2x | |
| We be just anotha crazy click | |
| Doin whatever to get us by when we pumped up | |
| You out of luck i aint goin' lie | |
| Show ' em who really runnin the streets with the calicos | |
| monoxide child | |
| We the click that don' t play... | |
| Quik to rip ya head off and hand it to violent j and bury it away | |
| I' m on the spree killa for freak without a conscious | |
| we on a mission to bomb t! | |
| Twiztid, icp, with the triple six click | |
| Hoes that pop lip, can eat a , or get ya neck slit | |
| I' m havin' these memory relapses of bodies up in the caskets | |
| With no heads monoxide foolin' wit tha dead! | |
| jamie madrox | |
| We rollin' deep on the lawn with the psychopathic leathers on | |
| You say its on? so come bring it on | |
| When gettin' krunk at ya funerals treat us like we criminals | |
| We juggalo individuals!!!!! | |
| We just anotha crazy click... icp, twiztid, triple six! | |
| All up in this and we runnin' t | |
| We doin' drive bys on all yall wit chain saws | |
| We' re uncut, redefinin rugged and raw! | |
| Chorus | |
| violent j | |
| We just anotha crazy click to around and bury ya | |
| Takin' care of ya we the scrarier tha malaria | |
| I walk around your neighborhood like frankenstein | |
| Chokin' anybody i find i' m takin' mine | |
| shaggy 2 | |
| Ya mutha as can' t get near it, cause ya fear it | |
| Look in my glass eye, i' m sick like lou gherig | |
| I don' t know judo but i go " kheeya!" | |
| I' ll you up so bad a wheel chair couldn' t see ya! | |
| violent j | |
| Listen... you hear that slut? | |
| That was me! pullin' this out ya butt! | |
| I' m a juggalo serial killa steady screamin' ya' ll | |
| I stab wit a chain saw! | |
| shaggy 2 | |
| We walk around compton and watts, beatin' scrubs up | |
| And raidin' tin dogs face i throw the dubs up | |
| We tearin' clubs up down south wit d | |
| Three six yall.... twiztid, and i. c. p |