Piggy Pie (Including Skit Of"Suicide Phone"|Explicit)

Piggie pie

Old school

And seek their fortunes

The first little piggy

His house is made of wood

He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood

He likes to f**k his sister

And drink his moonshine

A typical redneck filthy f**kin' swine

I rode into town with my ax in my holster

Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster

The sheriff at the border

He tried to take me out

I drew my ax with the quickness

And cut his adams apple out

Walked in the village

And to the piggy's place

He opened up his door

And shot me in the face

It blew me off the porch

And blew my head in half

But I'm a juggalo

So it only made me laugh

Hehe

Ax in hand

I rose like the dead

And swung with all my might

I made a thump noise in his head

Since we out west

I grabbed the shot gun

And blew his f**kin' tongue out the back of his cranium

Three little piggies

To make a piggy pie

There's nothing like the squeal when you hear a piggy die

I might use a gun

No

I might use an ax

Yes

The carnivals in town

Come and get your piggy snacks

The second little piggy

His house is made of brick

And this little piggy is a mutha f**kin' d**k

He lays down his rules and reads you your rights

In that funny lookin car with the little blinkin lights

I drive a volkswagon bug 17 deep

Packed full of juggalo's lights out and we creep

To the piggy station and lay on the horn

First piggy out we blow his lungs out his uniform

Now they in pursuit

Like starsky and hutch

But there's only 2 of them the rest are out to lunch

They call up dunkin doughnuts to gather up the rest

25 piggy's with a bullet proof vest

We lead 'em on a chase

They bustin' off rounds

But now they all f**ked 'cause we at the carney grounds

And they gettin swallowed by their very own greed

Dark carnival and wicked clownz 'cause we need

Three little piggies

To make a piggy pie

There's nothin like the squeal when you hear a piggy die

I might use a gun

No

I might use an ax

Yes

The carnivals in town come and get your piggy snacks

2x

The last little piggy

His house is made of gold

He lives in a mansion on his own private road

I started walking down it

The guard he told me wait

I snapped his f**kin' neck in 2 and slammed his nuts in the gate

'Cause this little piggy

Must definitely die

I'm a lob his nugget off and toss it in the sky

And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil

And pull it out the sky

And beat it with a shovel

People in my city

They fight for their meals

He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills

A ritchie is the devil

He never will admit it

So I'm a cut his hand off and slap his face with it

Opened up his door

He's sleeping in his bed

I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it upside his head

He begged for his life

I told him it's too late

And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate

'Cause I need

Three little piggies

To make a piggy pie

There's nothin like the squeal when you hear a piggy die

I might use a gun

No

I might use an ax

Yes

The carnivals in town come and get your piggy snacks