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I'm going chicken huntin' Chopping red neck chicken necks I aint saying nothin' To the hillbilly, stuck my barrel in his eye Boomshacka boomshacka hair jumps in the sky Why, i never liked chicken pot pie Or the chopped chicken on rye So tell mr. Billy Bob im a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut What can you do with a drunken hillbilly Cut his fucking eyes out and feed him to his aunt Milly Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken huntin' gotta love it Hit him with a twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets Laid out all over the grass Then his little hound dog will eat them up fast Last as long as you can my man Cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got Blood, guts, fingers, and toes Blood, guts, fingers, and toes Blood, guts, fingers, and toes Sitting front row at the chicken show so..... Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Cut a mother fucking chicken up right! Let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich Im fixing ta wreck on a chicken neck Chopping up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy Cause i chop a mother fucking redneck Silly Peeked in his yard and what did i see I seen a chicken boy fucking a sheep I say "mister mister, what the fuck you trying to do" bbrnbbrrrnbbrnbrb Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head The back of your necks all over the shed Boomshacka boom chop chop bang I'm 2 dope and it aint no thang To cut a chicken, trigger's clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin' Last as long as you can my man Cause when the chicken head hits the fan you got Blood, guts, fingers, and toes Blood, guts, fingers, and toes Blood, guts, fingers, and teos Sitting front row at a chicken show so... Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Cut a mother fucking chicken up right! Went to Kentucky, I got lucky Met this hog callin' bitch named Bucky Riding on a chicken, milking a sow Hittin' switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow Redneck fella, moonshine sella Hang him by his neckbones, chicken bones Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker You redneck fucker! Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Who's going chicken huntin' We's going chicken huntin' Cut a mother fucking chicken up right!  More Icp Song Lyrics
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