Thug Pit
Bone Thugs n Harmony featuring Tech N9ne,ICP, Kotton Mouth Kings,Esham
-Violent J-(Layzie Bone)-
I brought a bat to a mosh pit (Well what you do then?)/ I split some craniums in half/ And caved a few in/Before long I'm standing there alone/ I shut the party down / For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham

-Layzie Bone-
I'm coming, I'm running and dropping them bomb/ Still gunning,I'm willing and ready for war/ Got down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E/ And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it dawg/ For the wicked wonka, halloween

-Violent J-
Smokin with lay hey-I'm violent j hey, we screamin may-day/ Cuz bone and icp a fuckin pay-day/ We give away hay, but we already millionare rappers/ Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though/ We tight like alligator snappers

-Layzie Bone-
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers/ Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers/ City street slicked rappers/ But better known as wig crackers/ Lead packers, ask my nigga tech n9ne/ Cock it back for esham, an let it loose to they spine

-KMK-
An we mash an we stompin, We wicked wicked wonkin/ It's wicked when you walkin/ Within the thug pit/ Yeah, we mashin we stompin/ We wicked wicked wonkin/ At this kind of mosh pit/ You get your wig split

-D Loc-
Who the mothafucka in the pit?/ Talkin shit?/ Who the mothafucka that want the wig split?/ Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown?/ Who the mothafucka in here right now?

-Shaggy 2 Dope-
Shaggy jumps in the pit/ With these hatchets swingin um/ Strictly for the purpose of splittin some craniums/ Shit we be illuminati at this thug pit though/ Treatin fake thugs like a hoe, tell em D-Loc

-D Loc-
What the fuck you thinkin, you can stop my shine?/ Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime/ Then run down the line,damn right i"m gettin mine/With a fine ass bitch, gettin head, sippin wine

-Shaggy 2 Dope-
Hallows eve, halloween, hallowicked on the scene/ Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game/ Every year we lace the stage, with the wickdness/ It's the wicked wicked wonka, baby try an get with us

-Tech N9ne-(Violent J)-
It's that nigga that be on blood shit/ Tech nina off in a thug pit/ Fuck with the KMK,iCP,Bone and you'll get drug bitch/ Celebratin for samhein (Witch killaz)/ If you don't wanna come with the wickdness/ A nigga wanna slam strange/ I don't wanna hear a damn thang

-Bobby B-
Mashin off from city to city,we sparkin fifties/ An pigs crashin after parties/ Fuckin an suckin on titties/ Duckin an dodgin the coppers/ Aint no one out that can stop us/ Droppin that shit that be poppin/ Makin it hotter and hotter

-Tech N9ne-
We man-handle em/ Fuckin an crushin on mans camera/ Bustin bright red bandanas/ Bitch where was your antannas/ When I was trying to stick it/ Wanna show a nigga how she lick it/ Mothafucker this is how we kick it/ Thug whilin on holly-wicked

-Johnny Richter-
Bud so fine fine,toking all kinds/ With tech n9ne, gettin more love/ Sippin on hen,with bone thugs/ Kickin faygo, an smokin more weed with icp/ It's motherfuckin richter from the kottonmouth kings

-Layzie Bone-(Violent J)-Chorus-
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit/ (It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit)/ We just some thuggalos and juggalos on some thug shit/ (In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split)

-Krayzie Bone-
It's mista sawed off leathaface/ I bring the pain, an bang a nigga brain/ When I step on the plate/ Guard your grill, cuz when my niggas start to kill/ It's hard to chill/Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real

-Daddy X-
I ain't got a million dollars bitch/ I'm fuckin broke/ Spendin all my change on that indo smoke/ All the bitches on the road, schemin for my loot/ They get nothin but dick, and a steel toed boot

-Esham-
Fuck fools, every halloween, I dress like a bag lady/ Then I ride around with my 3-80 lookin for shady/ If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file/ Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile

-Bobby B-
We drink an drank, drank/ We smokin dank, dank/ Mobbin through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks/ We droppin bombs, underground bombs/ Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring em on

-Chorus-
Recorded for the album Hallowicked 2003