Song - Insane Clown Posse

". . . some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare
but I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere . . ."

Song Found On:
Forgotten Freshness
Volume 1 & 2
[explicit lyrics],
1998

The Insane Clown Posse (ICP) is a duo horrorcore rap group from Detroit (horrorcore is also known as Death Rap, Murder Rap, Acid Rap). There are usually two branches of horrorcore lyrics . . . the serious branch, and the humorous branch.
The ICP duo consists of Violent J (Joseph Bruce) and Shaggy 2 Dope (Joseph Utsler). They perform in full black and white evil clown makeup that could be compared to the corpse paint of black metal musicians or the makeup of the rock group KISS. Violent J's makeup is usually drawn as a smiling face, while Shaggy's is an angry face. The group is also well known for its stage antics such as dousing the audience with Faygo soda pop.
The Insane Clown Posse has been repeated voted one of the worst bands of any music genre in polls conducted by such magazines as "Spin" and "Rolling Stone". This fact has not discouraged the group as they repeatedly state they do not care what music critics think of their work.
During the course of a PBS interview Violent J said, "Everybody that likes our music feels a super connection. They feel so connected to it because it's exclusively theirs. See, when something's on the radio, it's for everybody, you know what I mean? It's everybody's song. 'Oh, this is my song.' That ain't your song. It's on the radio. It's everybody's song. But to listen to ICP, you feel like you're the only one that knows about it."


MR. JOHNSON'S HEAD by Insane Clown Posse

Lyrics:

"Shhh . . . Hello class, I'm Mr. Felcher, Mr. Johnson is out today with a virus, so I'll be your substitute teacher this afternoon. Before we get started, let me say this: I'm not as friendly as I look and I'm not as funny as I look either (laughter). Well let's get started. We're gonna start where Mr. Johnson left off, so if you'll turn your textbooks to page 86 and I'll begin...."

Sitting in the class with my head on the desk
Teacher's trying to talk but I could give a care less
I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with
But she don't even know my name
it's always been the same
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I'm here cuz I ain't bit
I hear voices but I don't know what they saying
Sweat is on my forehead cuz my brain's inside decaying
And this girl that I love probably don't have no idea
She's talking to her friends I'm in the corner and I see her
Something's happening but it isn't very clear
Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair
Next thing I know walking in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare
But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere
See, my head is spinning cuz I'm lonely and I'm twisted
But I have a secret everybody missed it
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

CHORUS: (repeat twice)
I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day
I didn't like the teacher Mr. Johnson anyway
I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigot's head off and I stuffed it in my bag

I wish somebody knew me
cuz then they could say I'm wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it going on
I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock
I guess I'm just a ghost
cuz everybody walks through me
If I died in class
they would probably say they knew me
Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move
A dead body rotting in the back of the room
For weeks and months, stinking up the class
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus
He nothing but an old dead man with a compass
Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud
I don't care to learn your uncle went to hell
I'm trapped in mind and my brain is my cell
But I have a key, it's called insanity
I stick in my brain to unlock eternity
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

"Okay, today we're gonna learn about A Great Freedom.
If you'll turn your textbooks to Chapter Four
we'll get started.
America's the land of the free,
all racists live together in harmony,
and we are all treated equal,
we all live togerther in the same wealthy community
and we are alternate equals."

Yes?"

"Man, Mr. Johnson already taught us this."
"Ain't he ever coming back?"

"Uh, uh, he's, uh, very ill right now."

NO! They can sit and front about it all day
But I left his body in the hallway
And in the morning they opened up the door
And seen his carcass laying on the floor
But they would never suspect me I'm just a nerd
I try to speak my word, it always goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the class
I doubt they'd even notice, but I'd be dying fast
Cuz they'd rather learn about redneck chicker
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it doesn't matter
To heck with Washington, Benjamin, em all ah
They can suck lemons till they wood teeth fall out
And the class wanna know who could it be?
But I'm like Dewie-Booda you never heard of me
I'm just a nobody and I think It's a drag
But I got his everlasting head hehehe! In my bookbag

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

"Stop, stop, you gotta think straight! stop . . . "

REPEAT CHORUS THREE TIMES

my bag . . . in my bag . . . in my bag . . .