Kickin' Kickin' - Insane Clown Posse

Why must you challenge me?

It’s fate, I was born a ninja warrior, and I have to prove myself to all ninjas

that I’m the best around

Then you’ve got to defeat me first

Sure

Black gi, black mask, nunchucks ninja

round kick on you dumbfucks

Built like a dumpster?

Balance on chopsticks

Back flips, dive rolls

Dope drop kicks

Kick fast, cross fade

whiplash

Knocked out cold

you see the quick flash

Legs busy as fuck

Like Mr. crabs feet

Ninja sutsui

roundhouse foot

No master, self taught outlaw

5 right feet to the jaw

in the southpaw

Quick kick, turn your head like it’s a big chick

Knock an eyeball out

Like you slick prick

Take the right side of my foot and place it

where your teeth was

let you taste it

rapidly before your back hit street?

You get punched slapped smacked and kicked

with my quick

Claw to the neck, chop to the skull

call for the rest and I’m droppin em all

paw to the jaw

fall to a crawl

shadow on the wall

was all that he saw

red neck, pork sliced

kill em, finish my bowl of rice

assassination you know the price

shit kow!

Like dolomite

attack in the dark like poltergeist

you’re pressing your luck like roll the dice

and come back buddy when I hold the mic

ninjas creep in the cold of night

kickin, kickin

lunaticin

Skin a chicken

kick your dick in

inflicted pain

wicked game ninjitsu get insane?