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Chicken Huntin' (slaughterhouse Mix) Lyrics - The Riddle Box - 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 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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 

'cause 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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