still stabbin’ lyrics – insane clown posse

i, uh, still have problem…
if it’s ok with them…
over there them… the dark carnival in general…
it’sthe whole stabbin’ thing again,
its… see iuh…

i stab people, like everyday folks
skinny people, any people, i chop out they throats
my stabbin’s are ninja-like with the quickness (hey)
by the time you feel it, i’m like three blocks away
i stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now i stab people and drive away,
i’m like put-put-put-put-put
i do shows and stab people at the same time, what an act?
i stab barracade security guards in the back of the neck
i love waffle house, i stab people there
they’re so sh*tty and dumpy they don’t even care
i love stabbin’ people
def leppard, remember them?
well i cut their f*ckin’ drummer’s arm off you can ask him
lyor cohen, the president of island,
i’m at a business meeting with him,
lookin’ at him, smilin’
i jumped up to stab him,
but he kicked my *ss
seventeenth floor, they threw me out through the gl*ss
can you.

help me
f*ck you
f*ckin help
f*ck you
i need you to help me
f*ck you
somebody come and help me
f*ck you

jehovah’s witnesses, i swear man i love ’em
they’re standin’ on the porch knockin’
i waitin’ above ’em
puncture wound victims
right to my door
come back m*th*f*cker,
i’ll stab you some more
one time i was a wrestler,
i wrestled the best
i got kicked out though,
i had a knife in my spandex
i stabbed tony schiavone,
the commentator guy
before the match i went to shake his hand but
i stabbed him in the eye
i stabbed norman smiley in the middle of a match
he was like “what are you doin?”
i said “f*ckin’ relax”
i stabbed him again and again, i jumped out and ran
everybody chased me, catch me if you can
i tried stabbin’ my own brother,
bad news for my health
he twisted my arm back,
i ended up stabbin’ myself
i stab cabbie drivers
right through the thick gl*ss
ginsu, built to last
can you help me?

slice em up
slice em down
side to side
and all around
they don’t help
they don’t care
ginsu swinging everywhere

i saved up my money
and went and saw the lilith fair
i started stabbin’ lesbians,
there was millions of ’em there
i took off my thong
and i jumped in the pit
but there wasn’t any pit,
there’s was only me and that was it
but so what,
i was throwin’ myself all over the floor
sarah mclachlan was on stage,
i said “you f*ckin’ wh*r*”
one time i met slipknot
and i stabbed their *ss’
stabbed ’em all in the face,
that’s why they wear masks
my little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood
i drive with my lights off
all through the neighborhood
but it’s so hard to sneak
because of the m*ffler
(brrbbrrbrbrbrrrbbrrbrr) i hate that f*cker!
i did a song with three 6 mafia,
them guys are the sh*t
we wnt to their studio
and i started rockin’ it
after the session,
they all left up out of there
but i stayed behind and stabbed the engineer
can you help me?

f*ck you
you gotta help me
f*ck you
i need you to help me
f*ck you
mothaf*ckin help me
f*ck you
naw man f*ck you
f*ck you
f*ck all of you
f*ck you
you better f*cking help me
f*ck you
help me help me

slice em up
slice em down
side to side
and all around
they don’t help
they don’t care
ginsu swinging everywhere

/ insane clown posse lyrics