INSANE CLOWN POSSE 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 l
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