Insane Clown Posse Basehead Attack Lyrics:
So there I was watching Sanford and Son, working
the graveyard shift. At a party store, rolling a
spliff. I'm behind the
glass I see crackheads all night. But tonight the
moon is red and shit ain't felling right. My first
sight was a basehead
trying to break into my car. In plain view too,
I ran out with a crowbar hammered it upside his
cranium, he fell over
dead, but no blood, only dust, he's a fucking
basehead. Here comes another one jumping out of a
tree, but I ain't even
have to move, he missed by like 20 feet. He slammed
down on the pavement, I quicked started kicking.
Beat him with the
crowbar 'til he finally stopped twitching. Look
behind me, seen another zombie in the register. I'm
use to shooting em off
from begging from the customers, but now I gotta
reach up under the seat and grab the hand-ax. Whipped
it from there and
stuck it into his back.

THE ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!
They On A Mission
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They always missing
THE ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!
Every City, Every Town
They Always On The Hunt For Something
Never To Be Found [Repeat 2x]

Goddamnit. It's 2 more in the cooler once in the
back of the store. Pull my hand-ax out that back
and then attack him
some more. I charged, but he busted me in the head
with a pepsi. No effect, I left him shaking on the
floor epilepsy. With
Their necks severed, fucking zombies for rocks.
Another jumped on my back and we went thru the
glass into the parking
lot. He tried to kill me, he told me "Gimmie Some
Change!" All digging in my ear for it and
shit...Deranged! I grabbed him
by his head and tired to yank it to the left to
break his neck, but his head spun all the way around
and that was fucking
it. I was outta there, I seen another coming out
of the Grave. Zombies, begging for change!!! I'm
fucking swinging at em.
knock their chin off their face, but they still
coming at me, hands out, they wanna base. They
Must think my white
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eyeballs are giant crack rocks. I Gotta slap em'
out they funky ass socks...HELP ME!!!

ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They On A Mission
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They Always Missing
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
Every City, Every Town
They Always On The Hunt For Something
Never To Be Found [Repeat 2x]

They don't have a brain left behind their empty
eyes. They want crack, rocka, coca and they buzzing
like flies. You might
pull the arm off em if you try to shake their hand,
Cuz their souls are gone, they just a shell of a
man. Walking around
looking for rocks anyway they can get it, Even if
you got AIDS, Them dirty bitches let you hit it.
And you still getting
something worst then you already got. I seen one
catch one in the head, not even know he got shot.
It was crack smoke
blowing out the side of his head. He Put A Champagne
cork in the hole and that was it. Basehead Zombies,
millions of em'
and more. With the steam roller, roll em' over flat
on the floor. Their like dead ass bodies walking
around without the
ghost. With no clue where the fucking heading, but
the rock roast. Opportunities were given, they let
em' all pass. Now
they themselves ain't worth the shit out they ass.

ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They On A Mission
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They Always Missing
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
Every City, Every Town
They Always On The Hunt For Something
Never To Be Found
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They Coming For Your Goods
Simultaneously
In 50,000 Neighborhoods
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They Coming Out The dark
And They Coming For You
They Wanna Pull Out Your Heart And Smoke It
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They On A Mission
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They Always Missing
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
Every City, Every Town
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They Always Missing
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
They On A Mission
They Always On The Hunt For Something
They Always Missing
ATTACK OF THE BASEHEADS!!!
Every City, Every Town
They Always On The Hunt For Something
Nevery To Be Found
Lyrics: Basehead Attack, Insane Clown Posse [end]