Album Name : The Mighty Death Pop Box Set
Release Date : 2012-08-14
Song Duration : 1:46
Insane Clown Posse Dog Catchers
Yeah, bitch!
You's a glorified snitch, with a nuclear mullet,
I got the name "DOG", engraved on my bullets,
You wife looks like "The Wrestler", with fat fake pumpkins,
She look like the type that like to give you a blumpkin,
Your kids are on meth and you got crank breath,
I wish you’d come for me, I’d introduce you to The Death… (Pop!)
F..ck your damn lecture, I’m the Dog catcher,
Come to the “Dâ€, I’ll bet you leave on a stretcher,
Bigot hoe, racist fool, paedophile namin’,
Rollin’ in a “Dumb Vâ€, and late on the payment,
Arresting drunk f..cks for twenty five bucks,
Wearing night time sleeveless t-shirt cuts,
Sucks to be you, a fake Rambo with no gun,
Not even a stun one, you’re not in the run,
From yellin’ stop no don’t, to dead by the road,
You’d best just go home and score a bong full of dope!
Man, f..ck your advice, who wanna listen… Stale!
To a f..ckin’ bigot snitch on your way to jail,
I heard you got arrested and raped in Mexico,
The way your blonde wig flow, they did you like a hoe,
Who would be surprised if your wife had a dick?
Not me!, I half way expect that shit!
Just the way you like it, Thundercat hairstyle,
Dog the bigot bitch, found dead on 8 mile,
Get a job at Walmart, hall security guard,
You can have more jurisdiction, and act just as a hard,
Quit chasing bail jumpers, jay walkers and drunks,
Before you get your head blown off, into skull chunks,
You ‘aint a cop, you’s a flop, get the f..ck off my block!
You’re a racist, you can f..cking suck off my cock,
Bounty hunter, you want bust me?, I’ll bet ya,
Quit directing mutha f..cker, mad hoe
I’ the Dog catcher!