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Once upon a time, there were 3 little pigs who went out into the big world to build their homes and seek there fortunes... The first little piggy, his house is made of wood He lives in a chicken, turkey, piggy neighborhood. He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine I rode into town with my axe in my holster Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster The sheriff at the border, he tried to take me out I drew my axe with the quickness, and cut his Adam'sapple 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!) Axe in hand, I rose like the dead And swung with all my might and made a thunk noise inhis head Since we out west, I grabbed the shotgun And blew his fuckin' tongue out the back of hiscranium Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks Letras de canciones The second little piggy, his house is made of brick And this little piggy is a muthafuckin' dick He lays down his rules and reads you your rights In that funny lookin' car with the little blinkin'lights I drive a Volkswagon Bug, 17 deep Packed full of juggalos, lights out. and we creep To the piggy station and lay on the horn First piggy out, we blow his lungs out his uniform Now they in pursuit like Starsky and Hutch But it's only 2 of 'em, the rest are off for lunch They call up Dunkin' Donuts to gather up the rest 25 piggies with they bulletproof vests We lead 'em on a chase, they bustin' off rounds But now they all fucked 'cause we at the carneygrounds And they gettin' swallowed by they very own greed Dark Carnival and wicked clowns, 'cause we need... Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks The last little piggy, his house is made of gold He lives in a mansion on his own private road I started walking down it, the guard, he told me wait I snapped his fuckin' neck in two and slammed his nutsin the gate 'Cause this little piggy must definitely die I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil And pull it out the sky and beat it with a shovel People in my city, they fightin' for they meals He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollarbills A richie is the devil, he never will admit it So I'ma cut his hand off and slap his face wit' it Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed I grabbed a brickof gold and smacked it upside hishead He begged for his life, I told him it's too late And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffercate 'Cause I need... Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks Three little piggies to make that piggy pie There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggydie I might choose a gun (no!) I might choose an ax (yes!) The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks From Letras Mania