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lirik lagu mime killas – mushy mustard

[intro: mustard, samples]
give a man a fish, and he eats for a day
teach a man to hunt mimes, and he eats for a lifetime
hey
this is “mime k!llas”
short version
on the mime christmas ep
k!llin’ mimes
we have a ton of special guests on this song
people who hate mimes almost as much as we do
but before we get to them
(you f*ckin’ k!lled him)
we have something important to say

[verse 1: stir]
i’m a juggalo, so you know what’s in my contract
k!lling every mime that i see, eye contact
murder is illegal, but to me it doesn’t matter
spare a mime or go to jail, you know i choose the latter
the gears in my head spin around and around
i’m thinking of a way to k!ll the mime that i found
i could bring a gun but prefer to use a knife
if i ever get married, i’ll take k!lling mimes as my wife
mime murder always was my favorite hobby
find a mime convention, cause some panic in the lobby
throwing mimes at the wall, just to see what sticks
then i pull one off, and i stab him in the b*tt cheeks
and i k!ll him, ‘til he’s another dead mime
this is how my day goes all the way to bedtime
fill the room with so much blood i need to be a swimmer
only one survivor, and that’s the mime k!ller
[verse 2: mustard]
whenever i think of the kinds of people that i don’t like
i always think of one that’s always ticking me off, right?
can’t even deny there’s one i hate throughout, and that’s a mime
k!ll ’em with a smile on my face for hours at a time
even put subliminal messages in this song’s lyrics
digital secrets that make you murder mimes when you hear it
maybe you should fear it and stay away, but then again
i have this cd, i play it every day, i’d recommend
made ten copies and gave one to all my friends
each of them can help make mime death a popular trend
k!lling mimes like it’s the only thing that matters in the end
i throw a mime*k!lling party and make sure they all attend
last year’s was fine, we had the time of our lives
lots of people had fun k!lling mimes, ‘til cops arrived
evading officials like in a frickin’ crime thriller
read the initials, i’m a wicked mime k!ller

[interlude: stir]
just to clarify, when we say we’re wicked mime k!llas
we mean we are wicked k!llers of mimes
we’re not wicked mimes who are also k!llers
uh, we hate mimes, actually

[verse 3: new york city trucking]
i pulled up in my motherf*ckin’ skylark on the mime
i said, “hey, motherf*cker, it’s your time”
i got out my ride and did the acrobat flip
two boots and a baseball bat to his lip
the mime fell down, now he blocking my path
i said, “it’s time for the quiz, son, now you do this math
me plus you equals you and your doom”
got back in my ride and hit the diesel, vroom vroom
the flat dead mime in the road, but don’t worry
the line between life and death gets blurry
use the unholy arts of the voodoo to shake him up
scream “f*ck off” in his ear to wake him up
i said, “sorry about the murder.” he said, “that’s life
i can’t believe i was a mime in my past life”
he shook the dust off and got off the ground
started a brand new career today as a clown
[interlude: richard horvitz sample]
clown, clown, clown, clown
clown, clown, clown, clown, clown, clown, clown
clown

[interlude: clown sack sample]
i hate mimes that live and breathe, committing all these crimes
take them out, it’s all we need to bring back good old times
takes a clown that’s good and pure to take out all these mimes
the mimes will frown, that’s all we need to bring back good old times

[verse 4: schmeev]
a mime on the floor, brains on the walls
the echo of a gunshot rings through the halls
a blade on the ground, a head in a basket
pretend you’re in a box, and i’ll put you in a casket
if you’re mute, gotta gimme a sign
and if you’re speechless, better find your words in time
if ya ain’t got it yet, let me try to rewind
to the motto of the icp: i hate mimes
hit up ms. frizzle for a magic school bus pass
climb aboard for a trip back to the past
1925 on the set of gold rush, blast
a .44 mag through charlie’s little moustache
call me a monochrome blood spilla
dumpin’ truckloads of mimes in the allegheny river
claimin’ axes on my taxes ’cause i gotta save the skrilla
and i told the irs that i’m a f*ckin’ mime k!lla
[verse 5: the batter]
i met a couple of mimes from outer sp*ce
well, it was just one mime, then he melted in place
turned into slime, split into two mimes
then it was double slime mime k!llin’ time
i had a go kart that shot through the atmosphere
blasted that first f*ckin’ mime outta here
then the second, he was fat so he squashed me flat
but i sprang up with a bowling bomb, made him go splat
i beat those two mimes at their own f*ckin’ game
‘cause the mimes of the universe really are lame
you see mimes aren’t a plague that affect just the earth
the whole mime galaxy is greater in girth
than the godd*mn milky way, it’s bigger than you think
so many mimes they pollute the vacuum with their stink
more trouble on the whole than a kangaroo gorilla
life ain’t easy for an alien mime k!lla

[verse: 6: dcfaygoguy]
okay, i don’t rap, but i can rhyme
so maybe i’ll spit some lyrics about a mime
he makes invisible walls that aren’t really here
with his invisible rope, he pulls me near
it entertains the crowd to see him do this sh*t
he can play pretend and make it seem legit
but that is why i have to k!ll this dude
this mime is playing me, and it is f*cking rude
the crowd all laughs, they point and stare
i’m about to k!ll this mime without a care
i start to choke his neck, now they all scream
i guess it’s not so funny to see this scene
some guy comes to save him and sets him free
the mime gets away, and he starts to flee
i go to chase after but cannot see
thanks to some dumb b*tch who just maced me
now i search everywhere to find this mime
and when i finally catch him, it’s k!lling time

[interlude: greg & deathray]
the m the i the m the e the k
the i the l the l the f*ckin’ a
mime k!llas, not a job it’s a passion
for a true juggalo it never goes outta fashion
m i m e k i double l a
when it comes to k!llin’ mimes i could write a d*mn essay
we never get bored, we k!ll mimes all day
we want ‘em to die, it’s what i’m tryin’ to say

[verse 7: greg & deathray]
yo, i do crimes to mimes they make me wanna go violent
i don’t understand why they always so silent
one cut me off in traffic a coupla days ago
got out the car, got in his face, said yo
who taught you to drive, you inconsiderate t*rd?
dude just stared me in the face, f*cker ain’t say a word
speak up champ, you got a frog in your throat?
better answer me fast, or you’re gonna get choked
you think this a joke, you wanna treat me like a tool?
i might be a clown but i ain’t a f*ckin fool
he started to panic, put up his hands to make a wall
but that sh*t wasn’t real, so i kicked him in the b*lls
as he doubled over, i kneed him in the face
when it comes to mimes, i don’t extend no grace
i looked on in disgust and pulled out a lime peela
then i took off his skin, ‘cause i’m the real mime k!lla

[verse 8: keezie]
f*ck mimes, we don’t like your kind
i’ll rip your white f*ckin’ face off and wear it on mine
like a disguise, (hey) hey, look at this, guys
i’m a mime k!llin’ mime, but i’m talking sh*t the whole time
shhh, whoops, yeah, let me be quiet
it’s easy k!lling mimes ‘cause their screams are silent
the only hard part is getting into the box
you need invisible keys for their invisible locks
but once i get inside the individual stops
they’re takin’ visible shots as i’m dispensin’ my glock
then i hang ‘em by the toes from their invisible rope
so all their stupid f*ckin’ mime buddies understand the scope
of the hatred i have for these goofy pr*cks
i roll with a gang of mine k!llin’ lunatics (whoop, whoop)
knives, tech nines, ropes, chokes, 9 millas
how you wanna die at the hands of the mime k!llas?

[verse 9: mustard]
you can call me a mobster ’cause i hate clean places
or ’cause of this monster with eighteen faces
affected by the moon’s phases and the weather
that i made by chopping mimes up and gluing them together
do it like frankenstein, but i’m not even clever
i couldn’t make a human, so i’m just making whatever
it left its holding room and caused confusion to the masses
’cause it has eleven *n*ses but seven asses
with every day that passes, i add five more
could’ve left it as is, but then what’s a mime for?
gotta drive to the other store for more gorilla glue
if i bump into you and you’re a mime i’m k!llin’ you
get a new plug for my tub and some drano
plus some soft scrub ’cause it’s red like a tomato
from all the mime blood, might need a pipefitter
i hope he doesn’t judge me for being a mime k!ller

[verse 10: skitzo da ryda]
’bout to k!ll a mime, skitzo on the track
better paint your face right or you gonna die wack
chop ’em up, cut ’em up, y’all ain’t sh*t
b*tch, you look dumb, get punched in the lip
message from skitzo, y’all mimes ain’t sh*t
when i stomp and cut and throw your body in the trunk
juggalos don’t give no f*ck, 17 rydaz gonna dump
*gunshot* 17 rydaz, we some mime k!llas

[verse 11: malifyr]
ay, mime man, i know you got the time
but yo ass don’t wanna talk, that’s fine
fake*ass clown, you ain’t one of us
all kid*friendly b*tch, you can’t even cuss
i see enemies, and they actin’ like some clownfish
and you best know that you ain’t one of them, b*tch
you ratchet like a boujee b*tch, i ain’t new to this
see me drive by, and my speakers bumping this
i’m a musically*inclined clown ready for this rappin’ sh*t
you ain’t santa claus thinking that you wrappin’ sh*t
i juggle b*lls full of thumb tacks
you a wack boy, and you got no tact (no tact)
ain’t even gonna k!ll yo ass, it’d be too easy
‘cause the sh*t that i could do make a grown man queasy
so gimme yo skrilla, gimme yo skrilla
or i’ma be a motherf*ckin’ mime k!lla (k!lla)

[verse 12: sethgsf]
aye f*ck a mime, i say it every single time
i see some silent queef paint his face like mine
that’s how you catch an axe from behind
i got sweet rhymes and a deep hate
for every white*faced french boy that i cremate
b*tch, get locked in a see*through box
i’m saying, b*tch, kick rocks
before you get hip tossed
hit your ass with an invisible brick
if i catch you on the corner voguing and sh*t
like gene simons, you make me sick
walk that dog i can’t see and i’m pulling out the bl!ck

[verse 13: poochee]
oh sh*t, you know what time it is
big dog poochee in the house to spit a little rizz
now drop the beat, ‘cause it sounds like sh*t
i brought my own tape, (what?!) check it

[interlude: poochee, samples]
yeah, that’s right
uh huh, uh huh
(sh*ggy the airhead on the beat)
yeah, boy, uh (super)

[verse 14: poochee]
sike! i really fooled ya, didn’t i?
i bet you thought i wouldn’t rap about k!llin’ mimes
you think just ‘cause i ain’t got talent that i wouldn’t do sh*t
but you’re mistaken, i’m about to tell you all about it
once upon a time, my owner took me for a stroll
i stopped to take a sh*t outside the video store
that’s when i saw across the street with my own very eyes
a painted loser on the corner wearin’ pinstripes

[interlude: poochee]
mommy, look
that clown is trapped inside an invisible box
(yay)

[verse 15: poochee]
i couldn’t tell ya why it was i started seein’ red
that’s when i pounced and stuck my fangs straight into his head
the screams of pain he made couldn’t’ve been any illa
and so i bit off his face, now i’m a mime k!lla

[verse 16: b natural]
ten mimes jumping on an invisible bed
one fell down and splattered in red
mime*a called the doctor, and the doctor said
“i f*cking hate mimes” and shot the other nine dead
*gunshot* *gunshot* *gunshot* *gunshot*
*gunshot* *gunshot* *gunshot* *gunshot*
*gunshot*

[verse 17: daren’s world]
here in minnesota, there’s three feet of snow
marijuana legalized, so i’m smoking on the dro
everyone’s laughing, happy, sublime
but not me, though, ‘cause i wanna k!ll a mime
walking down the street, there’s one up ahead
i’ve never liked mimes, so i fill them with lead
he’s standing on the corner like a man selling rocks
throwing up hands like he’s trapped in a box
i looked up and down, then left to right
in this frigid weather, there’s no one in sight
i pulled out my glock, i put it in his mouth
he didn’t say a thing, so i blew his lungs out
only days before christmas, but i’ve got my gift
wanted to see a mime flop like a dying fish
known as a white boy who’s all about his skrilla
but people don’t know i’m a mime k!lla

[verse 18: beanawake]
silent enemy drains the colors from my spirit
m’s abstraction is a mere distraction
i plea for a full redaction of our interaction
m’s trippin into that box and every day i wish it manifested
because to steal the happiness from the crowd
hurts in every way profound
so when they ask me where m be at i’ll just say
mime? what mime?
and we’re rolling down main with a gray casket ready
monochrome row will be all rainbows
the final action won’t give a reaction
and i’ll never have to burn my eyes again
it’ll be quiet like the crowd after you perform
the way you like without a single sound born
when we all squeeze back in and roll out?
mime? what mime? mime k!ller

[verse 19: jigglz, roxy carol]
is that charlie chaplin trying to deceive?
i got another trick up my sleeve, he won’t leave
i just wait, tick tock ticky
somebody tell me why these mimes are so tricky
slip, you dip, i’ll bust your lip
b*tch ass mummer, what the f*ck is that?
looks like george fox and the whole clique
it’s time for some jiggle down productions g sh*t
i see that wack b*tch in a box
it’s clearly not real, this is so dumb
so i beat that motherf*cker up
*mime being beaten up*
i whooped his ass with a cackling sound
watch the blood come trickling down
i break his bones and i get much illa
jigglz the sway side g, i’m a wicked mime k!lla

[verse 20: twilightskyline]
mc diarrhea on the track
you know it’ll be dope because i just smoked crack
today’s prompt is on performing arts
unfortunately one from which insanity starts
it’s about mimes, if you couldn’t tell
my rhyme launching, it’s the sound of a death knell
sl!ck lines aren’t the only thing lethal
my actions described are straight*up evil
you put your hands up, pretend you’re in a box
i’ll put you in one with the help of my glocks
should’ve pegged magic as your career of choice
could’ve houdini’d out, now no one’s gonna hear your voice
smoking mimes is a full*time position
but i don’t earn a salary, i’m not on commission
i could do it for my whole life without an ounce of skrilla
’cause i do it for the simple joy of bein’ a mime k!lla

[verse 21: robby ag0ny]
zero in this b*tch, i’m slayin’ mimes like it’s my therapy
it keeps me so d*mn busy, it’s a wonder you ain’t heard of me
saw a mime in front of me while ordering some taco bell
i drowned his ass in baja blast, and now he plays charades in h*ll
one saw me on the street, he heard me breathing deep behind his back
he took a look and saw my mask and had a f*cking heart attack
naptown to arakis, some are sick, but i am illa
and now they all are scared of m,e but fear is the mime k!lla

[verse 22: permanent marker]
permanent marker
check out my bad austrian accent and all my trash rhymes
i don’t use a bong, i smoke weed out of a bagpipe
but in austria we call bagpipes doodlesacks
you eat taco bell while i’m consuming human flesh
but not just every human, i only eat mimes
these times, why? because it feels right
i slap ‘em on the grill and eat ‘em deep fried
used to have sleeping problems, but now i sleep tight
‘cause i skinned some alive, took their skin and made a mattress
i even made a backpack, i’m gonna make some pants next
f*ck edd & eddy, now it’s all about the edding
i’m a real sick f*ck, you’re just pretending
i’m so f*cking fire that my mic starts melting
but i only breathed in it, i didn’t say a d*mn thing
i’m only spitting bullsh*t, every line’s filler
make way for the sharpie marker and the mime k!llas

[verse 23: clud]
i’m talkin’ about a snuff film with bonbon & chuchu
if you’re a mime, you best believe that i’ma shoot you
you know i saw you watching that abridged mime ball z
inconspicuously, i was nine miles from south city
the first was an old man, so i just let him be
but the second was a mime, he had to d*i*e
pokémon, catching every mr. mime that i see
i lock ‘em in a chest, then i set ‘em out to sea
when that chest sinks, they’ll be eaten by the clownfish
the name is clud, and i f*ckin’ hate mimes, b*tch
of course i’ve heard of riddle box, i love icp
and that’s why i beat down every mime that i see
you know a mime can’t rap, but a clown can spit fire
that’s why i think every mime should retire
i’m the oxygen destroyer that took out mimezilla
so y’all already know that i’m a wicked mime k!lla

[verse 24: mustard]
mimes created at a dime a dozen in the mimery
i visited myself, wrote about it in my diary
and that is why my albums all need parental advisory
explicit mime hate without any variety
and i don’t even give a d*mn if you got this from piracy
’cause anyone who listens to our music will inspire us, see
spread it like a virus to people like us, incessantly
getting out the word that we hate mimes is a necessity
when i see a mime, then i wanna k!ll it
and if they have any blood inside, i wanna spill it
and fill up a glass, it’s always on my to do list
consuming blood and body every week like in the eucharist
k!lling mimes, only hobby i’ll consider
shotty locked and loaded up, n0body does it quicker
obviously when i see a mime, i pull the trigger
better watch out, ’cause i’m a mime k!ller

[interlude: kyary pamyu pamyu sample]
kira kira k!ller
kira kira k!ller
kira kira k!ller

[verse 25: nok the hitter]
ay yo, yo, you wanna know one of the things
i love more than smokin’ a dime
it’s rollin’ the window down on the driver side
with a gat and smokin’ a mime
i can’t stand ’em, actin’ like he’s trapped in a box
how ’bout i bury him alive for real and baffle the cops
i’m back on the block, ridin’ slow huntin’ ’em down
i’m puttin’ points on the board tonight, this one’s for the clowns
it’s over with in this b*tch, i got more beef than bullion
i’ll hang him with that invisible rope he’s always pullin’ on
i’m a mime k!ller

[outro]
k!ll all mimes!
yeah, i’m a real k!ller
it ain’t a crime to k!ll a mime, so do it
don’t mimes suck? isn’t that just* why be a mime?
mimes! mimes! you k!ll mimes!
k!lled so many mimes, we broke a record at guinness
yeah, rellik laer a m‘i
so many broken mime fingers
then i k!ll the mime (france!)
you know what a mime says when you k!ll it?
what? nothing!
(k!llin’ mimes)
mimes! mimes!
(m*i*m*e k*i double l*a)
you k!ll mimes! mimes!
(mime k!llas, it’s not a job, it’s a passion)
you k!ll mimes! mimes! mimes!
(for a true juggalo, it never goes out of fashion)
mimes! k!ll mimes! you k!ll mimes!
k!ll all mimes!
yeah, i’m a real k!ller
k!lled so many mimes
k!lled so many mimes
k!lled so many mimes, we broke a record at guinness
these tough clowns will catch you, and they’ll beat you down
you stupid mime
and you can’t mime for help, i will be laughing
you stupid mime
you stupid mime
you stupid mime
you stupid mime
(extended mix coming eventually)

- mushy mustard

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