Welcome 2 the Gathering

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wyte] Yeah, yeah It's yo boy Lil Wyte We are at the gathering of the juggalos If you are ready to get high Sing with me If you are ready to get drunk Sing with me And fucked up Follow me [Hook] Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family [Verse 1: Lil Wyte] Everybody good morning, this is the gathering of the Juggalos I'm Lil Wyte your host for the next hour or so, so let's go Anybody been to the drug bridge yet? I'm looking for a little bit of that Killa Sike just playing, I came here high and drunk and I brought my own drug dealer This is a party I attended last year and I won't miss another one I'm ready to get plastered for the next two days and have some fuckin' fun My eyes are ready to get red, get tired and see some things Last year I met Ron Jeremy, this year I wanna meet Charlie Sheen I rock the house, whenever I come out of my fucking cave Did about 150 shows this year, bitch, I'm getting paid But I still got time to take a small vaca', the truth and while I'm here The whole time you'll hear me hollerin', whoop-whoop [Hook] Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] Yeah, infamous wrappin' the corpse in a Snuggie I'm dumpin' the body and doin' the Doug-E All of the gathering Maybe have something called overdose and the Lord Infamous lovely Crow and the Juggalos with residue on our nose, microdots is filled over with dope Every place that I go they got pistols and powder that double [?] hoes I'm plastered, sippin' on Shasta, crossing the ICP, that's a disaster Lyrical massacre, painted faces of our races, ready to smash ya Ain't no clowns performing tricks, this ain't no David Copperfield shit But we can make your bitch disappear, her panties found in the mosh pit Amphetamines and barbiturates stay to my lips, got my own dilaudid drip Whoop-whoop, I got two two, I'm taking a mega wiff Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter, Crow Voorhees When you hear the BLAY! Get out the way, I spray with ICP [Hook] Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family [Verse 3: Liquid Assassin] I said I brush my shoes on that welcome mat Third time I've been welcome back Got up on stage and felt the impact Of a group of fans [?] set up a [?] Bottle of booze and a pill tonight High as the moon and I'm feelin' like A bucket of beer and I kill the mic And the whole crew hype over Lil Wyte And from the beginning, I felt a hell of a motivation To get up on stage and to rap and perform, no hatin' Chillin' with the fans, that be movin' and moshin' The greatest party of all time, coming together to form an invasion Sickest to spit it, Illest to rip it, TP deliver lyrics, ridicilous I lyrically paint a picture with me and Lil Wyzzle, afizzle a nigga stick a bitch Gathering my ritual killing, a real lyricist Most passionate rapper, matter of fact I'm a snapper And I'ma attack like an automatic that clap then I'ma stash her Killin' for the fans, that are ready for partying After got on top of their haters, haters are hardly a factor Killin every minute that I rock the show Only time of the year that I got to go Gathering Liquid Assassin repping it four two Can't wait to hit the stage for the fans that go: [Hook] Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop Whoop-whoop, whoop-whoop We all family, we all family We all family, we all family