The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to

his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy

in’ swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his adams apple out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy’s place,
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half,
But I’m a juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (hehe!)
Ax in hand, I rose like the dead,
And swung with all my might,
I made a thump noise in his head.
Since we out west, I grabbed the shot gun,
And blew his

in’ tongue out the back of his cranium!
-ICP Piggy Pie
Insane Clown Possie