Thug Pit (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Violent J]
Hallowicked Wonka, family

[Verse 1: Violent J]
I brought a bat to a mosh-pit (Well what you do then?)
I split some craniums in half and caved a few in
Before long I'm standin' there alone, I shut the party down
For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham

[Verse 2: Layzie Bone]
Incoming, I'm running and dropping them bombs
Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war
Get down with the clowns from ICP
B-O-N-E and the Kottonmouth Kings
Bring it how we bring it doe for the wicked wonka, Halloween

[Verse 3: Violent J]
Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day
'Cause Bone and ICP a f*cking pay-day, we give away hey
But we already millionaire rapper hater slappers
Wicked sh*t believe it though, we tight like alligator snappers

[Verse 4: Layzie Bone]
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
b*tch n*gga slappers and ho mackers
City street slicked rappers but better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my n*gga Tech N9ne
c*ck it back for Esham and let it loose to they spine
[Bridge: Judge D, Shaggy 2 Dope]
An we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
It's wicked when you walking within the thug pit
Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
At this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Verse 5: D-Loc]
Who the motherf*cker in the pit talking sh*t? (sh*t!)
Who the motherf*cker that want the wig split? (Split!)
Who the motherf*cker that's down for the krown? (Krown!)
Who the motherf*cker in here right now?

[Verse 6: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Shaggy jumps in the pit with these hatchets and swingin' them
Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
sh*t, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a ho, tell 'em D-Loc (Spit!)

[Verse 7: D-Loc]
Now what the f*ck you thinking, you can stop my shine?
Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime
Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine
With a fine ass b*tch, getting head, sipping wine

[Verse 8: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hallows Eve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
f*ck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game (b*tch)
Every year we lace the stage with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try and get with us
[Verse 9: Tech N9ne]
It's that n*gga that be on blood sh*t
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
f*ck with the KMK
ICP, Bone and you'll get drug b*tch
Celebrating for Samhein
If you don't wanna come
With the wickedness, a n*gga wanna slam Strange
I don't wanna hear a damn thang

[Verse 10: Daddy-X]
Mashing off from city to city, we smokin' fifties and fifties
Crashing after parties, f*cking and sucking on titties
Duckin' and dodgin' the coppers, ain't no one out there that can stop us
Dropping that sh*t that be popping, making it hotter and hotter

[Verse 11: Tech N9ne]
We man handle them, f*cking and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas, b*tch where was your antennas?
When I was trying to stick it, wanna show a n*gga how she lick it?
Motherf*cker this is how we kick it, thug whiling on Hallowicked

[Verse 12: Jonny Richter]
And it's so fine fine, toking all kinds with Tech N9ne
Getting more love, sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs
Kicking Faygo
And smoking more weed with ICP
It's motherf*cking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings
[Chorus: Layzie Bone & Violent J]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Verse 13: Krayzie Bone]
It's mister sawed off leatherface
I bring the pain, and bang a n*gga brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill, cause when my n*ggas start to ill
It's hard to chill
Motherf*ckers end up in the graveyard for real

[Verse 14: Daddy-X]
I ain't got a million dollars b*tch I'm f*cking broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the b*tches on the road, scheming for my loot
They get nothing but di*k, and a steel-toed boot

[Verse 15: Esham]
b*tch, boo, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady
Then I ride around with my .380 looking for babies
If I catch you trick-or-treatin' I'ma snatch your bag
Chop your head off and do you like I did the last fag

[Verse 16: Daddy-X]
We drinking drank (Drank), we smoking dank (Dank)
Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks (Tank)
We dropping bombs, underground bombs
f*ck the whole industry b*tch, bring them on

[Verse 17: Esham]
I'ma get dirty first, October 31st
The Mossburdy burst, so tell me what's worse
The murder I got in this thug pit bottomless
Happy Halloween, 'cause we be the rottenest

[Chorus: Layzie Bone & Violent J]
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug sh*t
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

[Outro: Judge D]
Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
And we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'
Yeah we mashing, we stomping, we wicked wicked wonkin'