Flamethrower - Insane Clown Posse

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker burn

Don’t ask us where we got it we made it ourselves

Directions are online but you better be stealth

We drove out to the boonies

No one in sight

We found an old barn in the dead of the night

I opened the trunk I can smell the gasoline

Gripped it in my hands yeah this bad boy is mean

Aimed it at the barn lift the tip and pull the switch

The flame shot all over it and burned down that bitch

The dark of the night was suddenly bright light

I felt the heat blast on my face my skin felt tight

We quickly put it back in the trunk and then jet-ed

This motherfucker worked perfectly

Now we headed down south

To see what kinda shit we can pull

If we get pulled over shit they gotta go

Don’t want nothing stopping us from completing our tour

With one instrument the motherfucking flamethrower

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker burn

It was a long drive I could have fell asleep at the wheel

But I’m rolling on adrenaline this shit is for real

We did our research well and we picked out our spots

We know who were cooking when we spit out the hots

The first is a racist biker gang called «The Rebels»

They bout to have funerals but no need for shovels

Cause we gonna cremate these fools bones to ashes

Rolled in the club house of flash the gases

Then we walk backward and jumped in our ride

As black smoke pillowed into the sky

Many of them ran out still engulfed in flames

We peeled off bumping that reindeer games

We hit the freeway I was still in a trance

That was someones foot I almost pissed my pants

Don’t want nothing stopping us from completing our tour

With one instrument the motherfucking flamethrower

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker burn

We headed through South Carolina a triple K rally

I didn’t think they had these anymore but sadly they do

So we might as well cook the last of em'

The town hall bout to turn into an oven

We walked in the back door into the main room

Seen all the white hoods and kaboom

We quickly saw that they uniforms are flammable

Torched every one of them then we had to go

We was out with the quickness straight to West Virginia

Awaits the judge and the police for us yeah we getting ya

Two and a half days now without sleep

We pulled into town slowly on the creep

We parked the car and started walking in we heard freeze

We were spotted by the cops I flipped the switch and squeezed

As we got shot we burned them alive

Our mission was completed though we didn’t survive

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

Gasoline (they shoulda got)

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker

We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water

Let the motherfucker