Lyrics:

Listen up
Wanna tell you, we wanna tell you something
Listen up
Wanna tell you, listen
Listen up
I want you to know we're serious
Listen
Listen up
Listen
From us, to you

For a little grip now, we been rocking your ass
The future ain't scary 'cause we got the past
Can't nothing ever take away the Gatherings
You can take what's happening now, not what I'm rapping about
And I remember every Hallowicked to a T
And every Project Born, Marz, Esham, and Myzery
And even though I don't remember your name from the instore
Swear to God, I couldn't love you anymore
Did we mention the Abyss at Virginia Beach?
And how the stage is so high, the Juggalos reach
And what about the Bronco Bowl in Deep Ellum?
And that crazy ass house club in Houston? Tell 'em
Twenty thousand websites, hotlines, and clubs
Gang bangers, crews, nobody's and scrubs
And to every last Juggalette that turned me out
Thank you much, and I hope to see you on the next route
You know everybody hates on this world of ours
And if you learn one thing from the Joker Cards
Let it be that you're the shit is six different views
Diamond any way you choose, and we love you

I guess it's time that I told you how great you are
I guess it's time that I told you how great you are

Sure to say it and sing it any way I can bring it
Turn me up
Pay attention
Stop
Mike Peezy
1, 2
Stop, stop
Open up your earlobes
ICP
Stop, stop
Listen

Me and Krayzie Bone, we marinate in the flats
Representing Cleveland, and we compare show stats
I rock Trees, Grog Shop, I rock the Ogden (Yup)
Nautica and the Agora times ten (Woo)
And every time we play Denver, cars get rolled over
Juggalos get pissed when the show's over
Even cities that I'm leaving out all lettin' me in
They let me know if they a Juggalo through thick and through thin
I'm like Twiztid, independent, free-standing
And always down to give a helping hand in
And to everybody else out there, do your thing
'Cause it ain't no ducking when the hatchet swings
We try to sing, we try to rap, we try to rock and spit
Can't get enough of this wicked shit! (Always)
Even if we foggy and we still ain't clear
In three years later, you'll look back and tip us a beer

I guess it's time that I told you how great you are
I guess it's time that I told you how great you are

I wanna tell you I love all the letters ya'll
Got them hung up on the fridge and all up on the garage wall
What about these Mini-Gatherings we hear?
Ya'll don't be surprised when we waltz up in there
With Vampiro and Sabu flying above
Representing the Juggalos with nothing but love
On TV, they make them try to hide the shit
But real Juggalos always bear the hatchet
And all the fresh titty bar DJs with mullets
On nuts while we there, but you hate us and know it
Yes, you freaky as fuck, and you good to go
But don't get excited thinking makes you a Juggalo
Yes, we gather once yearly, big top above
And give shit like Big Silva nothing but love
But you gotta be fresh and with open mind
Or your ass get left behind, that's why I love ya'll

I guess it's time that I told you how great you are
I guess it's time that I told you how great you are
I guess it's time that I told you how great you are
I guess it's time that I told you how great you are