Midwest juggalette
Yo, did you mean **“J” like Juggalo style?** Here’s a **Juggalo / horrorcore Midwest version** of the rap. **Title: Crazy Midwest Juggalettes** *(Intro)* Whoop whoop… Midwest madness in the air tonight… Paint drippin’, storm brewin’… *(Verse 1)* Met her at a carnival, face paint cracked Red Faygo splash on a black backpack Laugh like thunder when the sky goes black Crazy Midwest girl with a psycho laugh Cornfield shadows where the bonfires glow Hatchet on her chain and a wicked flow She whisper real soft but her mind’s insane One kiss sweet, next kiss pure pain She said “Baby don’t run when the darkness call” Graveyard queen gonna haunt us all From broken homes to wicked shows Midwest juggalettes with the murder pose *(Hook)* Crazy Midwest bitches, juggalette queens Face paint dripping in the dead night scene Laugh in the storm while the world burns down Carnival souls in a wicked clown town Crazy Midwest bitches, ride till the end Ain’t just lovers, they demons and friends If the carnival calling you better beware Midwest madness in the midnight air *(Verse 2)* She from the backroads where the cold winds scream Raised on chaos and a twisted dream Knife in the boot and a heart full rage But she hold you tight in the devil’s cage Blood moon shining on the carnival ride Dark lotus whispers deep inside If you love her once you never escape Midwest juggalette sealed your fate *(Outro)* Whoop whoop… Crazy Midwest girls run the night… If you see the paint… It’s already too late. --- If you want, I can also make: * **A super fast Midwest chopper version** (like Tech N9ne speed) * **An ICP style comedy horror version** * Or **a darker horrorcore version that ICP would love.**
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Yo, did you mean **“J” like Juggalo style?** Here’s a **Juggalo / horrorcore Midwest version** of the rap. **Title: Crazy Midwest Juggalettes** *(Intro)* Whoop whoop… Midwest madness in the air tonight… Paint drippin’, storm brewin’… *(Verse 1)* Met her at a carnival, face paint cracked Red Faygo splash on a black backpack Laugh like thunder when the sky goes black Crazy Midwest girl with a psycho laugh Cornfield shadows where the bonfires glow Hatchet on her chain and a wicked flow She whisper real soft but her mind’s insane One kiss sweet, next kiss pure pain She said “Baby don’t run when the darkness call” Graveyard queen gonna haunt us all From broken homes to wicked shows Midwest juggalettes with the murder pose *(Hook)* Crazy Midwest bitches, juggalette queens Face paint dripping in the dead night scene Laugh in the storm while the world burns down Carnival souls in a wicked clown town Crazy Midwest bitches, ride till the end Ain’t just lovers, they demons and friends If the carnival calling you better beware Midwest madness in the midnight air *(Verse 2)* She from the backroads where the cold winds scream Raised on chaos and a twisted dream Knife in the boot and a heart full rage But she hold you tight in the devil’s cage Blood moon shining on the carnival ride Dark lotus whispers deep inside If you love her once you never escape Midwest juggalette sealed your fate *(Outro)* Whoop whoop… Crazy Midwest girls run the night… If you see the paint… It’s already too late. --- If you want, I can also make: * **A super fast Midwest chopper version** (like Tech N9ne speed) * **An ICP style comedy horror version** * Or **a darker horrorcore version that ICP would love.**