Biografia:
Duo underground de horrorcore americano original de Detroit, Michigan (EUA) formado por Violent J (Joseph Bruce) e Shaggy 2 Dope (Joseph Utsler) no ano de 1989. Originalmente Inner City Posse e rappers convencionais, o grupo diz ter sido visitado por uma entidade que os fez mudar o nome da banda para Insane Clown Posse (Grupo dos Palhaços Insanos) e mudar sua temática – eles lançariam seis CDs denominados Joker’s Cards, e depois... só Deus saberia, pois o mundo provavelmente acabaria.
Read more on Last.fm
Outras músicas:
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Ok very simple.. same two chords all song its just the timing you have to get down.
1/2 step 4/4
one two three four
F / Em
------------------------------|
------------------------------|
------------------------------|
--3--/--2-----x------x----x---| F-e switch quickly, then rest or palm mute
--3--/--2-----x------x----x---| 3 beats.
--1---------------------------|
F-Em
Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'.
F-Em
Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin'
F-Em
To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye,
F-Em
boom-shaka, boom-shaka,Hair chunks in the sky.
F-Em F-Em
Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye.
F-Em
Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
F-Em
Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut.
F-Em
"What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?"
F-Em
Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly.
F-Em
Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it.
F-Em
Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets.
F-Em F-Em
Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up
fast.
(Pre-Chorus):
F-Em
Last as long as you can, my man,
F-Em
Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got:
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so...
(End prechorus)
(Chorus): Palm mute the chords w/distortion(If you really wanna take it that far)lol
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up, "
"Right!"
(Chorus)
Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah,
Feel the red on a Chicken neck.
Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy
Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly.
Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see?
I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said,
"Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?"
Badau-bad-A-badau-badau-bau
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head,
The back of your neck's all over the shed.
Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang,
I'm 2 Dope, and it ain't no thing
To cut a chicken, triggers clickin'
Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
Went to Kentucky, I got lucky,
Met this hogcallin' bitch named Blocky.
Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow.
Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. Wow.
Red neck fella, moon-shine sella,
Hangin' by his neck bone. Chicken bone's locked in the cella',
Yella' bellied chicken plucka'. You red neck fucka!
(Chorus)
Rich bitch!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
UH! (echo)
1/2 step 4/4
one two three four
F / Em
------------------------------|
------------------------------|
------------------------------|
--3--/--2-----x------x----x---| F-e switch quickly, then rest or palm mute
--3--/--2-----x------x----x---| 3 beats.
--1---------------------------|
F-Em
Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'.
F-Em
Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin'
F-Em
To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye,
F-Em
boom-shaka, boom-shaka,Hair chunks in the sky.
F-Em F-Em
Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye.
F-Em
Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
F-Em
Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut.
F-Em
"What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?"
F-Em
Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly.
F-Em
Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it.
F-Em
Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets.
F-Em F-Em
Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up
fast.
(Pre-Chorus):
F-Em
Last as long as you can, my man,
F-Em
Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got:
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. (w/ echoes)
F-Em
Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so...
(End prechorus)
(Chorus): Palm mute the chords w/distortion(If you really wanna take it that far)lol
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Who's goin' chicken huntin?"
F-Em(pm)
"We's goin' chicken huntin'."
F-Em(pm)
"Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up, "
"Right!"
(Chorus)
Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah,
Feel the red on a Chicken neck.
Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy
Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly.
Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see?
I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said,
"Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?"
Badau-bad-A-badau-badau-bau
Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head,
The back of your neck's all over the shed.
Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang,
I'm 2 Dope, and it ain't no thing
To cut a chicken, triggers clickin'
Blow off his head but his feet still kickin'
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
Went to Kentucky, I got lucky,
Met this hogcallin' bitch named Blocky.
Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow.
Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. Wow.
Red neck fella, moon-shine sella,
Hangin' by his neck bone. Chicken bone's locked in the cella',
Yella' bellied chicken plucka'. You red neck fucka!
(Chorus)
Rich bitch!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Ha ha ha ha ha!
UH! (echo)
Inside the Whale
InsideOut A capp (...)
Insidious
Insomniacks
Insomnio
Inteam
Integrity Music
Intensifire
Intenso
Inter Milano