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Insane Clown Posse - Chicken Huntin'



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  Chicken Huntin'
  
  [Violent J]
  Well I'm heading down a southern trail I'm going chicken huntin'
  Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing
  To the hillbilly stuck my barrel in his eye
  Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky
  Why I never liked chicken pot pie?
  Or the chopped chicken on rye?
  So tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
  Slice poke chop chop stab cut
  What can you do with the drunken hillbilly
  Cut his fucking eyes out and feed em to his Aunt Milly
  Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it
  Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
  Laid out all over the grass
  Then his little hound dog will eat em up fast
  Last as long as you can my man
  Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
  Blood guts fingers and toes (3x)
  Sittin front row at the chicken show so...
  
  [Chorus]
  Who's going chicken huntin, we's goin' chicken huntin' (3x)
  Cut a motherfucking chicken up, right!
  
  [Shaggy 2 Dope]
  Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
  I'm finna wreck on a chicken neck
  Chopping up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
  Cuz I chop motherfucking redneck silly
  Peeked in his yard and what did I see
  I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep
  I say "Mister Mister, what the fuck you trying to do"
  Ah, Billy Billy Boo
  Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head
  The back of your neck's all over the shed
  Boomshacka boom chop chop bang
  I'm 2 Dope and it ain't no thang
  To cut a chicken, trigger's clickin
  Blow off his head but his feet still kickin
  Last as long as you can my man
  Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got
  Blood guts fingers and toes (3x)
  Sittin front row at the chicken show so...
  
  [Chorus (3x)]
  
  [Violent J]
  Went to Kentucky, I got lucky
  Met this hot-collared bitch named Bucky
  Riding on a chicken, milking a cow
  Hittin switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
  
  [Shaggy 2 Dope]
  Redneck fella, moonshine sella
  Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones
  Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker
  You redneck fucker!
  
  [Chorus (3x)]
  
  
  
  




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