[{"id":19231559,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness, Volume 4","duration":267.2145,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness, Volume 4\n  duration_ms: 267215\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":14578200,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Hallowicked","duration":281.4693888,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Hallowicked\n  duration_ms: 281469\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":14581272,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Hallowicked Compilation","duration":281.4266624,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Hallowicked Compilation\n  duration_ms: 281427\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":15297614,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4, Disc 2 (Hallowicked Compilation)","duration":281.426667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4, Disc 2 (Hallowicked Compilation)\n  duration_ms: 281427\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":24925195,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness, Vol 4","duration":281.568,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness, Vol 4\n  duration_ms: 281568\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":24322308,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Hallowicked","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Hallowicked\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":21507362,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection - Disc 1","duration":264.1502039,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection - Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 264150\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":24526432,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4 Disc 2","duration":281.54195,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 4 Disc 2\n  duration_ms: 281542\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":10985549,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness, Volume 4","duration":280.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness, Volume 4\n  duration_ms: 280000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":10985550,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.71] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:02.77] Wicked Wonka, baby\n[00:04.99] \"Violent J\"\n[00:05.39] Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n[00:13.09] \"Violent J\"\n[00:16.82] I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n[00:19.23] I split some craniums in half\n[00:20.98] And caved a few in\n[00:22.05] Before long I'm standing there alone\n[00:23.44] I shut the party down\n[00:24.70] For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n[00:27.49] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:28.32] In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n[00:30.88] Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n[00:33.35] Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n[00:35.82] And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n[00:38.21] For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n[00:38.82] \"Violent J\"\n[00:39.39] Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n[00:41.57] 'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n[00:43.95] We give away hey\n[00:44.94] But we already millionare rapper\n[00:46.51] Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n[00:48.85] We tight like alligator snappers\n[00:49.80] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:50.18] Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n[00:51.86] Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n[00:53.08] City street slicked rappers\n[00:54.44] But better known as wig crackers\n[00:55.88] Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n[00:58.32] Cock it back for Esham\n[00:59.55] And let it loose to they spine\n[01:00.56] \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:01.01] An we mashing, we stomping\n[01:02.25] We wicked wicked wonkin'\n[01:03.95] \"It's wicked when you walking\n[01:05.43] Within the thug pit)\n[01:06.38] Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n[01:08.14] We wicked wicked wonkin'\n[01:09.69] \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[01:11.62] \"D-Loc\"\n[01:12.14] Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n[01:15.18] Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n[01:17.85] Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n[01:20.43] Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n[01:23.23] \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:23.78] Shaggy jumps in the pit\n[01:25.15] With these hatchets and swingin' them\n[01:26.35] Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n[01:28.77] Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n[01:31.32] Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n[01:34.31] \"D-Loc\"\n[01:34.81] What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n[01:37.44] Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n[01:40.26] Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n[01:42.92] With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n[01:45.52] \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:46.03] Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n[01:48.61] Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n[01:51.47] Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n[01:54.02] It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n[01:56.73] \"Tech N9ne\"\n[01:57.53] It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n[01:58.68] Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n[01:59.95] Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n[02:02.59] Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n[02:04.64] If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n[02:06.39] A nigga wanna slam Strange\n[02:07.17] I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n[02:08.38] \"Daddy-X\"\n[02:08.78] Mashing off from city to city\n[02:09.70] We sparking fifties and fifties\n[02:11.43] Crashing after parties\n[02:13.07] Fucking and sucking on titties\n[02:14.16] Ducking and dodging the coppers\n[02:15.66] Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n[02:17.01] Dropping that shit that be popping\n[02:18.44] Making it hotter and hotter\n[02:19.82] \"Tech N9ne\"\n[02:20.27] We man handle them\n[02:21.01] Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n[02:22.25] Busting bright red bandanas\n[02:23.68] Bitch where was your antennas?\n[02:25.33] When I was trying to stick it\n[02:26.69] Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n[02:27.85] Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n[02:29.26] Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n[02:30.31] \"Jonny Richter\"\n[02:30.68] Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n[02:32.27] With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n[02:34.39] Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n[02:36.11] Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n[02:38.90] It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n[02:41.42] \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n[02:41.79] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n[02:44.56] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n[02:47.22] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[02:50.13] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[02:52.75] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[02:56.00] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n[02:58.21] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[03:00.64] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[03:03.60] \"Krayzie Bone\"\n[03:03.94] It's mista sawed off leatherface\n[03:05.82] I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n[03:06.97] When I step on the plate\n[03:08.91] Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n[03:11.13] It's hard to chill\n[03:12.12] Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n[03:14.63] \"Daddy-X\"\n[03:15.01] I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n[03:17.84] Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n[03:20.38] All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n[03:23.00] They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n[03:25.88] \"Esham\"\n[03:26.18] Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n[03:28.95] Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n[03:31.84] If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n[03:34.49] Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n[03:37.34] \"Daddy-X\"\n[03:37.61] We drinking drank (Drank)\n[03:39.39] We smoking dank (Dank)\n[03:40.55] Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n[03:43.32] We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n[03:46.02] Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n[03:48.14] \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n[03:48.48] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[03:51.54] \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n[03:54.48] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[03:57.04] \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n[03:59.74] \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n[04:00.19] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[04:02.49] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n[04:05.15] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:08.64] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[04:10.81] \"Violent J\"\n[04:11.23] Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n[04:18.56] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[04:19.25] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:19.95] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:22.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 262000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 710\n  end_ms: 2770\n- text: Wicked Wonka, baby\n  start_ms: 2770\n  end_ms: 4990\n- text: '\"Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 4990\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n  start_ms: 5390\n  end_ms: 13090\n- text: '\"Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 13090\n  end_ms: 16820\n- text: I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  start_ms: 16820\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: I split some craniums in half\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 20980\n- text: And caved a few in\n  start_ms: 20980\n  end_ms: 22050\n- text: Before long I'm standing there alone\n  start_ms: 22050\n  end_ms: 23440\n- text: I shut the party down\n  start_ms: 23440\n  end_ms: 24700\n- text: For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n  start_ms: 24700\n  end_ms: 27490\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 27490\n  end_ms: 28320\n- text: In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  start_ms: 28320\n  end_ms: 30880\n- text: Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  start_ms: 30880\n  end_ms: 33350\n- text: Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  start_ms: 33350\n  end_ms: 35820\n- text: And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  start_ms: 35820\n  end_ms: 38210\n- text: For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n  start_ms: 38210\n  end_ms: 38820\n- text: '\"Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 38820\n  end_ms: 39390\n- text: Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  start_ms: 39390\n  end_ms: 41570\n- text: '''Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day'\n  start_ms: 41570\n  end_ms: 43950\n- text: We give away hey\n  start_ms: 43950\n  end_ms: 44940\n- text: But we already millionare rapper\n  start_ms: 44940\n  end_ms: 46510\n- text: Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  start_ms: 46510\n  end_ms: 48850\n- text: We tight like alligator snappers\n  start_ms: 48850\n  end_ms: 49800\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 49800\n  end_ms: 50180\n- text: Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  start_ms: 50180\n  end_ms: 51860\n- text: Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  start_ms: 51860\n  end_ms: 53080\n- text: City street slicked rappers\n  start_ms: 53080\n  end_ms: 54440\n- text: But better known as wig crackers\n  start_ms: 54440\n  end_ms: 55880\n- text: Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  start_ms: 55880\n  end_ms: 58320\n- text: Cock it back for Esham\n  start_ms: 58320\n  end_ms: 59550\n- text: And let it loose to they spine\n  start_ms: 59550\n  end_ms: 60560\n- text: '\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"'\n  start_ms: 60560\n  end_ms: 61010\n- text: An we mashing, we stomping\n  start_ms: 61010\n  end_ms: 62250\n- text: We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  start_ms: 62250\n  end_ms: 63950\n- text: '\"It''s wicked when you walking'\n  start_ms: 63950\n  end_ms: 65430\n- text: Within the thug pit)\n  start_ms: 65430\n  end_ms: 66380\n- text: Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  start_ms: 66380\n  end_ms: 68140\n- text: We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  start_ms: 68140\n  end_ms: 69690\n- text: '\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 69690\n  end_ms: 71620\n- text: '\"D-Loc\"'\n  start_ms: 71620\n  end_ms: 72140\n- text: Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  start_ms: 72140\n  end_ms: 75180\n- text: Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  start_ms: 75180\n  end_ms: 77850\n- text: Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  start_ms: 77850\n  end_ms: 80430\n- text: Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n  start_ms: 80430\n  end_ms: 83230\n- text: '\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"'\n  start_ms: 83230\n  end_ms: 83780\n- text: Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  start_ms: 83780\n  end_ms: 85150\n- text: With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  start_ms: 85150\n  end_ms: 86350\n- text: Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  start_ms: 86350\n  end_ms: 88770\n- text: Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  start_ms: 88770\n  end_ms: 91320\n- text: Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n  start_ms: 91320\n  end_ms: 94310\n- text: '\"D-Loc\"'\n  start_ms: 94310\n  end_ms: 94810\n- text: What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  start_ms: 94810\n  end_ms: 97440\n- text: Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  start_ms: 97440\n  end_ms: 100260\n- text: Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  start_ms: 100260\n  end_ms: 102920\n- text: With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n  start_ms: 102920\n  end_ms: 105520\n- text: '\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"'\n  start_ms: 105520\n  end_ms: 106030\n- text: Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  start_ms: 106030\n  end_ms: 108610\n- text: Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  start_ms: 108610\n  end_ms: 111470\n- text: Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  start_ms: 111470\n  end_ms: 114020\n- text: It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n  start_ms: 114020\n  end_ms: 116730\n- text: '\"Tech N9ne\"'\n  start_ms: 116730\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 118680\n- text: Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  start_ms: 118680\n  end_ms: 119950\n- text: Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  start_ms: 119950\n  end_ms: 122590\n- text: Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  start_ms: 122590\n  end_ms: 124640\n- text: If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  start_ms: 124640\n  end_ms: 126390\n- text: A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  start_ms: 126390\n  end_ms: 127170\n- text: I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n  start_ms: 127170\n  end_ms: 128380\n- text: '\"Daddy-X\"'\n  start_ms: 128380\n  end_ms: 128780\n- text: Mashing off from city to city\n  start_ms: 128780\n  end_ms: 129700\n- text: We sparking fifties and fifties\n  start_ms: 129700\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Crashing after parties\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133070\n- text: Fucking and sucking on titties\n  start_ms: 133070\n  end_ms: 134160\n- text: Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  start_ms: 134160\n  end_ms: 135660\n- text: Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  start_ms: 135660\n  end_ms: 137010\n- text: Dropping that shit that be popping\n  start_ms: 137010\n  end_ms: 138440\n- text: Making it hotter and hotter\n  start_ms: 138440\n  end_ms: 139820\n- text: '\"Tech N9ne\"'\n  start_ms: 139820\n  end_ms: 140270\n- text: We man handle them\n  start_ms: 140270\n  end_ms: 141010\n- text: Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  start_ms: 141010\n  end_ms: 142250\n- text: Busting bright red bandanas\n  start_ms: 142250\n  end_ms: 143680\n- text: Bitch where was your antennas?\n  start_ms: 143680\n  end_ms: 145330\n- text: When I was trying to stick it\n  start_ms: 145330\n  end_ms: 146690\n- text: Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  start_ms: 146690\n  end_ms: 147850\n- text: Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  start_ms: 147850\n  end_ms: 149260\n- text: Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n  start_ms: 149260\n  end_ms: 150310\n- text: '\"Jonny Richter\"'\n  start_ms: 150310\n  end_ms: 150680\n- text: Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  start_ms: 150680\n  end_ms: 152270\n- text: With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  start_ms: 152270\n  end_ms: 154390\n- text: Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  start_ms: 154390\n  end_ms: 156110\n- text: Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  start_ms: 156110\n  end_ms: 158900\n- text: It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n  start_ms: 158900\n  end_ms: 161420\n- text: '\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 161420\n  end_ms: 161790\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  start_ms: 161790\n  end_ms: 164560\n- text: '\"It''s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)'\n  start_ms: 164560\n  end_ms: 167220\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 167220\n  end_ms: 170130\n- text: '\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 170130\n  end_ms: 172750\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  start_ms: 172750\n  end_ms: 176000\n- text: '\"It''s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)'\n  start_ms: 176000\n  end_ms: 178210\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 178210\n  end_ms: 180640\n- text: '\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 180640\n  end_ms: 183600\n- text: '\"Krayzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 183600\n  end_ms: 183940\n- text: It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  start_ms: 183940\n  end_ms: 185820\n- text: I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  start_ms: 185820\n  end_ms: 186970\n- text: When I step on the plate\n  start_ms: 186970\n  end_ms: 188910\n- text: Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  start_ms: 188910\n  end_ms: 191130\n- text: It's hard to chill\n  start_ms: 191130\n  end_ms: 192120\n- text: Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n  start_ms: 192120\n  end_ms: 194630\n- text: '\"Daddy-X\"'\n  start_ms: 194630\n  end_ms: 195010\n- text: I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  start_ms: 195010\n  end_ms: 197840\n- text: Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  start_ms: 197840\n  end_ms: 200380\n- text: All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  start_ms: 200380\n  end_ms: 203000\n- text: They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n  start_ms: 203000\n  end_ms: 205880\n- text: '\"Esham\"'\n  start_ms: 205880\n  end_ms: 206180\n- text: Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  start_ms: 206180\n  end_ms: 208950\n- text: Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  start_ms: 208950\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 214490\n- text: Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n  start_ms: 214490\n  end_ms: 217340\n- text: '\"Daddy-X\"'\n  start_ms: 217340\n  end_ms: 217610\n- text: We drinking drank (Drank)\n  start_ms: 217610\n  end_ms: 219390\n- text: We smoking dank (Dank)\n  start_ms: 219390\n  end_ms: 220550\n- text: Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  start_ms: 220550\n  end_ms: 223320\n- text: We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  start_ms: 223320\n  end_ms: 226020\n- text: Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n  start_ms: 226020\n  end_ms: 228140\n- text: '\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"'\n  start_ms: 228140\n  end_ms: 228480\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  start_ms: 228480\n  end_ms: 231540\n- text: '\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'')'\n  start_ms: 231540\n  end_ms: 234480\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 234480\n  end_ms: 237040\n- text: '\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin'')'\n  start_ms: 237040\n  end_ms: 239740\n- text: '\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 239740\n  end_ms: 240190\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  start_ms: 240190\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: '\"It''s wicked wicked wonkin'' within the thug pit)'\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245150\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 245150\n  end_ms: 248640\n- text: '\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 248640\n  end_ms: 250810\n- text: '\"Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 250810\n  end_ms: 251230\n- text: Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  start_ms: 251230\n  end_ms: 258560\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 258560\n  end_ms: 259250\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 259250\n  end_ms: 259950\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 259950\n  end_ms: 262100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 262100\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":12776361,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Forgotten Freshness 4","duration":281.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Forgotten Freshness 4\n  duration_ms: 281000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":27873682,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Hallowicked 2003","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.71] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:02.77] Wicked Wonka, baby\n[00:04.99] \"Violent J\"\n[00:05.39] Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n[00:13.09] \"Violent J\"\n[00:16.82] I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n[00:19.23] I split some craniums in half\n[00:20.98] And caved a few in\n[00:22.05] Before long I'm standing there alone\n[00:23.44] I shut the party down\n[00:24.70] For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n[00:27.49] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:28.32] In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n[00:30.88] Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n[00:33.35] Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n[00:35.82] And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n[00:38.21] For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n[00:38.82] \"Violent J\"\n[00:39.39] Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n[00:41.57] 'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n[00:43.95] We give away hey\n[00:44.94] But we already millionare rapper\n[00:46.51] Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n[00:48.85] We tight like alligator snappers\n[00:49.80] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[00:50.18] Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n[00:51.86] Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n[00:53.08] City street slicked rappers\n[00:54.44] But better known as wig crackers\n[00:55.88] Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n[00:58.32] Cock it back for Esham\n[00:59.55] And let it loose to they spine\n[01:00.56] \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:01.01] An we mashing, we stomping\n[01:02.25] We wicked wicked wonkin'\n[01:03.95] \"It's wicked when you walking\n[01:05.43] Within the thug pit)\n[01:06.38] Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n[01:08.14] We wicked wicked wonkin'\n[01:09.69] \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[01:11.62] \"D-Loc\"\n[01:12.14] Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n[01:15.18] Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n[01:17.85] Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n[01:20.43] Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n[01:23.23] \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:23.78] Shaggy jumps in the pit\n[01:25.15] With these hatchets and swingin' them\n[01:26.35] Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n[01:28.77] Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n[01:31.32] Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n[01:34.31] \"D-Loc\"\n[01:34.81] What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n[01:37.44] Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n[01:40.26] Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n[01:42.92] With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n[01:45.52] \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n[01:46.03] Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n[01:48.61] Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n[01:51.47] Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n[01:54.02] It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n[01:56.73] \"Tech N9ne\"\n[01:57.53] It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n[01:58.68] Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n[01:59.95] Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n[02:02.59] Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n[02:04.64] If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n[02:06.39] A nigga wanna slam Strange\n[02:07.17] I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n[02:08.38] \"Daddy-X\"\n[02:08.78] Mashing off from city to city\n[02:09.70] We sparking fifties and fifties\n[02:11.43] Crashing after parties\n[02:13.07] Fucking and sucking on titties\n[02:14.16] Ducking and dodging the coppers\n[02:15.66] Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n[02:17.01] Dropping that shit that be popping\n[02:18.44] Making it hotter and hotter\n[02:19.82] \"Tech N9ne\"\n[02:20.27] We man handle them\n[02:21.01] Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n[02:22.25] Busting bright red bandanas\n[02:23.68] Bitch where was your antennas?\n[02:25.33] When I was trying to stick it\n[02:26.69] Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n[02:27.85] Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n[02:29.26] Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n[02:30.31] \"Jonny Richter\"\n[02:30.68] Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n[02:32.27] With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n[02:34.39] Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n[02:36.11] Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n[02:38.90] It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n[02:41.42] \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n[02:41.79] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n[02:44.56] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n[02:47.22] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[02:50.13] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[02:52.75] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[02:56.00] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n[02:58.21] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[03:00.64] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[03:03.60] \"Krayzie Bone\"\n[03:03.94] It's mista sawed off leatherface\n[03:05.82] I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n[03:06.97] When I step on the plate\n[03:08.91] Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n[03:11.13] It's hard to chill\n[03:12.12] Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n[03:14.63] \"Daddy-X\"\n[03:15.01] I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n[03:17.84] Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n[03:20.38] All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n[03:23.00] They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n[03:25.88] \"Esham\"\n[03:26.18] Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n[03:28.95] Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n[03:31.84] If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n[03:34.49] Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n[03:37.34] \"Daddy-X\"\n[03:37.61] We drinking drank (Drank)\n[03:39.39] We smoking dank (Dank)\n[03:40.55] Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n[03:43.32] We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n[03:46.02] Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n[03:48.14] \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n[03:48.48] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[03:51.54] \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n[03:54.48] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[03:57.04] \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n[03:59.74] \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n[04:00.19] It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n[04:02.49] \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n[04:05.15] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:08.64] \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n[04:10.81] \"Violent J\"\n[04:11.23] Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n[04:18.56] \"Layzie Bone\"\n[04:19.25] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:19.95] We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n[04:22.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Hallowicked 2003\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 710\n  end_ms: 2770\n- text: Wicked Wonka, baby\n  start_ms: 2770\n  end_ms: 4990\n- text: '\"Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 4990\n  end_ms: 5390\n- text: Halloween! 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motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n  start_ms: 158900\n  end_ms: 161420\n- text: '\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"'\n  start_ms: 161420\n  end_ms: 161790\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  start_ms: 161790\n  end_ms: 164560\n- text: '\"It''s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)'\n  start_ms: 164560\n  end_ms: 167220\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 167220\n  end_ms: 170130\n- text: '\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 170130\n  end_ms: 172750\n- text: It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  start_ms: 172750\n  end_ms: 176000\n- text: '\"It''s wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)'\n  start_ms: 176000\n  end_ms: 178210\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 178210\n  end_ms: 180640\n- text: '\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)'\n  start_ms: 180640\n  end_ms: 183600\n- text: '\"Krayzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 183600\n  end_ms: 183940\n- text: It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  start_ms: 183940\n  end_ms: 185820\n- text: I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  start_ms: 185820\n  end_ms: 186970\n- text: When I step on the plate\n  start_ms: 186970\n  end_ms: 188910\n- text: Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  start_ms: 188910\n  end_ms: 191130\n- text: It's hard to chill\n  start_ms: 191130\n  end_ms: 192120\n- text: Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n  start_ms: 192120\n  end_ms: 194630\n- text: '\"Daddy-X\"'\n  start_ms: 194630\n  end_ms: 195010\n- text: I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  start_ms: 195010\n  end_ms: 197840\n- text: Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  start_ms: 197840\n  end_ms: 200380\n- text: All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  start_ms: 200380\n  end_ms: 203000\n- text: They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n  start_ms: 203000\n  end_ms: 205880\n- text: '\"Esham\"'\n  start_ms: 205880\n  end_ms: 206180\n- text: Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  start_ms: 206180\n  end_ms: 208950\n- text: Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  start_ms: 208950\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 214490\n- text: Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n  start_ms: 214490\n  end_ms: 217340\n- text: '\"Daddy-X\"'\n  start_ms: 217340\n  end_ms: 217610\n- text: We drinking drank (Drank)\n  start_ms: 217610\n  end_ms: 219390\n- text: We smoking dank (Dank)\n  start_ms: 219390\n  end_ms: 220550\n- text: Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  start_ms: 220550\n  end_ms: 223320\n- text: We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  start_ms: 223320\n  end_ms: 226020\n- text: Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n  start_ms: 226020\n  end_ms: 228140\n- text: '\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"'\n  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Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  start_ms: 251230\n  end_ms: 258560\n- text: '\"Layzie Bone\"'\n  start_ms: 258560\n  end_ms: 259250\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 259250\n  end_ms: 259950\n- text: We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  start_ms: 259950\n  end_ms: 262100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 262100\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":16949521,"name":"11 - Thug Pit","trackName":"11 - Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Hallowicked Compilation","duration":281.451375,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 11 - Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Hallowicked Compilation\n  duration_ms: 281451\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":31854378,"name":"Thug Pit [alternate version]","trackName":"Thug Pit [alternate version]","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"Featuring Tech N9ne","duration":281.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Layzie Bone\"\nWicked Wonka, baby\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n\"Violent J\"\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n\"Violent J\"\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\n\"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n\"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\nTreating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n\"D-Loc\"\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n\"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\n\"Tech N9ne\"\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n\"Jonny Richter\"\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n\"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Krayzie Bone\"\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n\"Esham\"\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\nChop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n\"Daddy-X\"\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n\"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n\"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n\"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n\"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n\"Violent J\"\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n\"Layzie Bone\"\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit [alternate version]\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: Featuring Tech N9ne\n  duration_ms: 281000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 months\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day\n  'Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  \"Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  \"At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though\n  Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  \"D-Loc\"\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine\n\n  \"Shaggy 2 Dope\"\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  \"Tech N9ne\"\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  \"Jonny Richter\"\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  \"Hook: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Krayzie Bone\"\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggaz start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard for real (Whoa!)\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot\n\n  \"Esham\"\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter imma pull his file\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile\n\n  \"Daddy-X\"\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on\n\n  \"Hook #2: Layzie Bone & Judge D\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"An we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"Yeah we mashing, we stomping We wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  \"Hook # 1: Layzie Bone & Violent J\"\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit\n  \"It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  \"In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)\n\n  \"Violent J\"\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n\n  \"Layzie Bone\"\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit\n"},{"id":40061264,"name":"Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs, KMK, Tech & Esham)","trackName":"Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs, KMK, Tech & Esham)","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs, KMK, Tech & Esham)\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 263040\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"},{"id":32286910,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse, Bone Thugs, KMK, TECH, Esham","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse, Bone Thugs, KMK, TECH, Esham\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"},{"id":16010197,"name":"2003 - Thug Pit Featuring Bone Thugs, Kmk, Tech, Esham","trackName":"2003 - Thug Pit Featuring Bone Thugs, Kmk, Tech, Esham","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":263.079184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2003 - Thug Pit Featuring Bone Thugs, Kmk, Tech, Esham\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 263079\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"},{"id":32125541,"name":"Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony, KMK, Tech, Esham)","trackName":"Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony, KMK, Tech, Esham)","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit (feat. Bone Thugs‐n‐Harmony, KMK, Tech, Esham)\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"},{"id":13538136,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, KMK, Tech, Esham","albumName":"20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, KMK, Tech, Esham\n  album: 20th Anniversary Hallowicked Collection\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"},{"id":27018518,"name":"Thug Pit","trackName":"Thug Pit","artistName":"Insane Clown Posse (ft BTNH, Tech N9ne, KMK and Esham)","albumName":"Hallowicked 2003","duration":263.079167,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Wicked Wonka, baby\nHalloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\nI brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\nI split some craniums in half\nAnd caved a few in\nBefore long I'm standing there alone\nI shut the party down\nFor Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\nIn... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\nStill gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\nGet down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\nAnd the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\nFor the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\nSmoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\nCause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\nWe give away hey\nBut we already millionare rapper\nHater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\nWe tight like alligator snappers\n\nDon't run dawg, we gun clappers\nBitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\nCity street slicked rappers\nBut better known as wig crackers\nLead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\nCock it back for Esham\nAnd let it loose to they spine\n\nAn we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(It's wicked when you walking\nWithin the thug pit)\nYeah we mashing, we stomping\nWe wicked wicked wonkin'\n(At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nWho the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\nWho the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\nWho the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\nWho the motherfucker in here right now?\n\nShaggy jumps in the pit\nWith these hatchets and swingin' them\nStrictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\nShit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\nTreating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\nWhat the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\nPut your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\nThen run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\nWith a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\nHallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\nFuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\nEvery year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\nIt's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\nIt's that nigga that be on blood shit\nTech Nina off in a thug pit\nFuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\nCelebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\nIf you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\nA nigga wanna slam Strange\nI don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\nMashing off from city to city\nWe sparking fifties and fifties\nCrashing after parties\nFucking and sucking on titties\nDucking and dodging the coppers\nAin't no one out there that can stop us\nDropping that shit that be popping\nMaking it hotter and hotter\n\nWe man handle them\nFucking and crushing on man's camera\nBusting bright red bandanas\nBitch where was your antennas?\nWhen I was trying to stick it\nWanna show a nigga how she lick it?\nMotherfucker this is how we kick it\nThug whiling on Hallowicked\n\nBud so fine fine, toking all kinds\nWith Tech N9ne, getting more love\nSipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\nKicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\nIt's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nIt's mista sawed off leatherface\nI bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\nWhen I step on the plate\nGuard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\nIt's hard to chill\nMotherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\nI ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\nSpending all my change on that endo Smoke\nAll the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\nThey get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\nFuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\nThen I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\nIf I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\nChop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\nWe drinking drank (Drank)\nWe smoking dank (Dank)\nMobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\nWe dropping bombs, underground bombs\nFuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\nIt ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n(It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n(In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\nHallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\nWe just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Thug Pit\n  artist: Insane Clown Posse (ft BTNH, Tech N9ne, KMK and Esham)\n  album: Hallowicked 2003\n  duration_ms: 263079\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Wicked Wonka, baby\n  Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka... just 18 Months\n\n  I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what You do then??)\n  I split some craniums in half\n  And caved a few in\n  Before long I'm standing there alone\n  I shut the party down\n  For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham\n\n  In... coming, I'm running and dropping Them bombs\n  Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war\n  Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E\n  And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how We bring it doe\n  For the wicked wonka, Halloween\n\n  Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we Screaming may-day\n  Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day\n  We give away hey\n  But we already millionare rapper\n  Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it Though\n  We tight like alligator snappers\n\n  Don't run dawg, we gun clappers\n  Bitch nigga slappers and ho mackers\n  City street slicked rappers\n  But better known as wig crackers\n  Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne\n  Cock it back for Esham\n  And let it loose to they spine\n\n  An we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (It's wicked when you walking\n  Within the thug pit)\n  Yeah we mashing, we stomping\n  We wicked wicked wonkin'\n  (At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Who the motherfucker in the pit talking Shit? (Shit!)\n  Who the motherfucker that want the wig Split? (Split!)\n  Who the motherfucker that's down for The krown? (Krown!)\n  Who the motherfucker in here right now?\n\n  Shaggy jumps in the pit\n  With these hatchets and swingin' them\n  Strictly for the purpose of splitting some Craniums\n  Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit Though\n  Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)\n\n  What the fuck you thinking, you can stop My shine?\n  Put your money where your mouth is, I'll Take every dime\n  Then run down the line, damn right I'm Getting mine\n  With a fine ass bitch, getting head, Sipping wine\n\n  Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all The same\n  Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with Some game\n  Every year we lace the stage, with the Wickedness\n  It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an Get with us\n\n  It's that nigga that be on blood shit\n  Tech Nina off in a thug pit\n  Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll Get drug bitch\n  Celebrating for Samhein (Witch Killaz)\n  If you don't wanna come with the Wickedness\n  A nigga wanna slam Strange\n  I don't wanna hear a damn thang\n\n  Mashing off from city to city\n  We sparking fifties and fifties\n  Crashing after parties\n  Fucking and sucking on titties\n  Ducking and dodging the coppers\n  Ain't no one out there that can stop us\n  Dropping that shit that be popping\n  Making it hotter and hotter\n\n  We man handle them\n  Fucking and crushing on man's camera\n  Busting bright red bandanas\n  Bitch where was your antennas?\n  When I was trying to stick it\n  Wanna show a nigga how she lick it?\n  Motherfucker this is how we kick it\n  Thug whiling on Hallowicked\n\n  Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds\n  With Tech N9ne, getting more love\n  Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs\n  Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed With ICP\n  It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit (Kottonmouth Kings!)\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  It's mista sawed off leatherface\n  I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain\n  When I step on the plate\n  Guard your grill, cause when my niggas Start to ill\n  It's hard to chill\n  Motherfuckers end up in the graveyard For real (Whoa!)\n\n  I ain't got a million dollars bitch I'm Fucking broke\n  Spending all my change on that endo Smoke\n  All the bitches on the road, scheming for My loot\n  They get nothing but dick, and a steel Toed boot\n\n  Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like A bag lady\n  Then I ride around with my .380 looking For Shady\n  If I catch him at the shelter I'mma pull his File\n  Chop his head off, and bury his body Across 8 mile\n\n  We drinking drank (Drank)\n  We smoking dank (Dank)\n  Mobbing through these streets like a Fleet of armored tanks (Tank)\n  We dropping bombs, underground bombs\n  Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them On\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (An we mashing, we stomping We wicked Wicked wonkin')\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (Yeah we mashing, we stomping We Wicked wicked wonkin')\n\n  It ain't nowhere to run when you in the Thug pit\n  (It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the Thug pit)\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig Split)\n\n  Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n  We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos On some thug shit\n"}]