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Psychopathic haven't just
released albums for the sake of music, oh no. Psychopathic Records, and
mainly ICP have released several albums teaching us juggalos a lesson, a
different lesson each time. But why trail through all your albums just
to find exactly what we have compiled, right here.
Carnival
of Carnage
Welcome to the show, the traveling ghetto.
No longer will the ghetto be just that slum that you keep your kids away
from, the slum that you drive through pointing and gawking at. No longer
will the ghetto just be those slum that you hear about on the news and
think "thank God that shit don't happen around here". If
someone from this hell hole wanders into your "punk ass"
neighborhood he is quickly noticed and harassed by some fuckin' pig or
something', and shunned back into the home you've given him. As you
watch the kids play in the park on your street you never even think
about the kids in the ghetto, you might say to yourself "do they
have parks?" "Do they even have kids in the ghetto?"
"Fuck it, that ain't my concern."If you don't care who does?
Not them old "jack offs" in the White House. Shit, last year
we lost more lives in Detroit due to urban violence than we did during
Operation Desert Storm! So for ten months we sat in the desert jacking'
off, spending billions on bombs and shit while right here at home
muthafuckas were dying every night! So if some sap stubs his toe in Cuba
we'll send over a few thousand tanks to make sure his punk ass is OK.
Right here though, we are dying and killing each other off in our own
country, because of what I call...Ghetto Insanity. When a boy grows up
with crack smoke being blown in his face, tripping over dead bodies on
his way to school and getting his ass beat by his over worked, drunk
father, chances are he won't turn out to be a doctor or a lawyer.
Instead he will become one with his environment, which is only natural.
If one is raised by a pack of wild crackheads, he then will become a
wild crackhead. The only solution is to end this environment. We must
eliminate all poverty-stricken neighborhoods; this way there will be no
more products of the ghetto.Instead of the U.S. spending billions on
wars and wasting trillions on shit like rockets, stealth bombers that
don't even fly and fuckin' Star Wars shit that don't even fuckin' work,
they should be spending that loot on our own needs right here in
America! Instead of sending our troops to fuckin' Guatemala, or some
shit, bring them to our own neighborhoods in need. Tear down all these
abandoned buildings and build new schools, instead of these old ass shit
holes they expect us to learn in. build clinics and shelters, build
shopping malls in the inner city to create jobs, give us something to
live for. This would cure "Ghetto Insanity" and free our
minds! The government won't help though, because it's mostly poor
minorities that can't afford to pay their taxes, so they let us rot and
rot. If the rich tax payers were killing each other, the government
would put an end to that shit real quick, but it's not it's just us, so
we rot and rot. Years of breathing
the souls of rotted minds, I have developed a bad case of "Ghetto
Insanity". I walk trough their streets and I'm stared at as a freak
show, less than human, an ogre walking the streets paved with gold.
Twisted somewhere in this fried brain of mine I have a plan. If those of
the ghetto are nothing more than carnival exhibits to the upper class,
than let's give them the show they deserve to see. No more hearing of
this show because you can witness it in your own front yard! A traveling
mass of carnage, the same carnage we witness daily in the ghetto, can be
yours to witness, feel and suffer. No longer killing one another, but
killing the ones who have ignored our cries for help. FREE PASS FOR THE
GOVEROR'S FAMILY! Like a hurricane leaving a trail of destruction, the
ghetto on wheels bitch! My views may be ugly, but so are the bloodstains
on the streets I roam. If there is no change soon tickets will be issued
to...The Carnival of Carnage.
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