Bitch be Hatin'

[midnight]

A commercial comes on about faygo and ICP comes into the camera view. They start laughing like maniacs and getting really weird. Then they grab an orange faygo and started talking.

"Yo homies. Tired of the same fuckin' drink day in and day out?"

"Yeah I sure is J."

"Then come down to Bob's Corner Market in Detroit and get you some of this delicious tasty fuckin' faygo. They got all flavors all kinds and even diet too, for all you skinny pieces of shit that trying to watch your weight."

"Come on down."

"Yeah what he said. And if you do, tell them the Insane Clown Posse sent you...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

The commercial shows some faygo on a shelf. It goes into a song.

FAYGOOOOOOO! EVERYBODY SING
SEND YOUR MOMMA STRAIGHT UP TO THE STORE
TELL THAT BITCH TO BRING HOME A FAYGO!

The commercial ends. We see Bethany and ICP at a truck stop some many miles outside Rosemont,Illinois getting some snacks and tons of faygo. They get up to the counter and pay for their stuff as Bethany started talking.

"You believe that bitch? Damn hoe thinking she is all hard and shit. Nigga please, I am proud of who I am, at least I am not fake like she is. I'm thee real deal. Bitches like that need a hatchet split through their skulls, for real. Bitch be talking like she matters in this world. She can't faze me, Imma hold it down for all my homies out there and get that precious title she's got around my waist. As far as her saying you guys ain't do shit. Beg to differ. Four platinum albums and a bank account that would choke horses. Just because people hate on you, doesn't mean shit to you guys."

"Fo real B. Bitch be crazy and shit. She just mad because at least your keepin' real and she ain't. Fake fucking greasy ass titty bitch. B..you're more woman then she is. At least you knows how to throw down and bust some fuckin' ass."

"Yo Shag...stop hoggin' the M&Ms fucker. I didn't pay 4.99 for those bitches for you to eat up all them."

"Man..they was 2.99 and bitch you need glasses. Here bitch..take them."

Bethany shakes her head and laughs. Bethany since coming back, hasn't gotten the warmest welcome. Then again this didn't faze her as she knew what she had to do to regain some gold around her waist. Stacy could run her mouth all day long and Bethany wouldn't care what she had to say. The point is Bethany was going to take Stacy to school and show her how she truly throws down. Bethany and her friends get back on the toru bus and continue to head towards the Allstate Arena in Rosemont. Bethany got relaxed and then started smoking a joint while she looked into the camera.

"You know Stacy. ICP been hated on since they started, nothing new there. So anything your saying to my homies, ain't been said before. Everyone from christians to police to even now the FBI. Just because the FBI thinks we are a gang, doesn't mean shit to us. We are Juggalos, we family and family holds true with my homies. Callin' me skank and whore and talking about putting shit over my head only tells me that your mad and that what I am angers you. How dare I act like a clown reject, so you say. I ain't actin' like nobody but ma damn self bitch. I'd been this way since I was little, and I grew up in the toughest of neighborhoods. I know the streets and I lived the fuckin shit everyday of my life. But bitches like you want to talk smack and think a few words will make me all bothered. Your wrong Stacy, nothing going to stop me, no matter how many times you put me down or call me names, I am going to always be the real deal. As my homies used to say in one of their lyrics in their song...SAY WHAT YOU WILL OF ME..I'LL ALWAYS HAVE MY JUGGALO FAMILY. Meaning when all others mock and ridicule me, I will always have my fam with me. I am down for life nigga, and nothing will ever change that. As I refuse to drop the hatchet. As for my head, it's fine, but your neck won't be sucka, when I snap it in half and put you in the ICU and make you a permanent resident."

Bethany got passed back the remaining joint and smoked it and then passed it to shaggy who then passed it to Violent J. Bethany continued.

"Oh and the last person who told me I couldn't do something, got proved fuckin' wrong. It's my time to shine nigga, and you ain't going to be able to handle the Psychopathic Bytch when I step in between those ropes. I always used to say...Talk shit...GET HIT!"

A song comes on the radio and it's by Potluck. Bethany blares it as the Potluck starts singing Shut the Fuck Up.

"I was raised in Humboldt county so I had to bite my toung
Zip your lips and throw away the key where I'm from
When I younger I kept secrets aways stayed quiet dog
When they started askin questions, I imitated silent bob
But you, you too loud, you never shut your fuckin mouth
Where I'm from, you blab your gums, you get your teeth knocked out
Or maybe get buried if you're lucky they might spare your life
Catch you in the street getting kimbo sliced
And this is really for bitches too you need to stop talkin
Just worry about your life, you like to gossip to often
Who did she blowin?, who did he fuck?
Just watch the notebook or oprah and keep your fuckin mouth shut, slut!
I know you're lonely always tryin to set a pit fall
Quick to spread rumors and drops dimes like you're Chris Paul
Here I have a message, hard to hearin, I'll just text you
Next time you check your phone, it's a capital STFU

[Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton]
Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy
You need to mind your own business
Shut the fuck up!
It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you
You neep to stop snitchin on your crew
Shut the fuck up!
Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot
You gonna talk my ear off
Shut the fuck up!
Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin
Shut the fuck up!

[One Ton:]
Stop goin around town talkin bad on that girl
She wouldn't let you fuck now you're mad at the world
You try to buy love get her roses and some pearls
She said you're hella ugly and make her wanna url
Even worse, wanna be players singin and yellin
Come and visit your dwellin and then they kissin and telling
Put your business in the streets say you quit and givin up
They're making it hard on us real players
Shut the fuck up!

[UnDeRaTeD:]
You're talkin so much you make me light up this joint
Man, you're giving me a headache, quick, just get to the point
Never get the heed neither swear I've heard this before
Can barely hear myself think, jaw's gotta be sore
That's what she said, get it? All that blabin just quit it
You a know it all bastard, you never let me finish
Irritatin and I can't even take it plus
You're probably someone talkin right now
You know what? Shut the fuck up!

[Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton]
Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy
You need to mind your own business
Shut the fuck up!
It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you
You neep to stop snitchin on your crew
Shut the fuck up!
Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot
You gonna talk my ear off
Shut the fuck up!
Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin
Shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up! [x7] [scribbled]

[One Ton:]
Over half my life has been illegal chasing after bread
I'm dope boy living hide the money in my bed
Operating around lethal, always watching what it said
If you speak on other people, you'll probably end up dead
We neighborhood heroes, Al Pacinos, and Deniros
Only two people that I trust named Cochran and Shapiro
Lived by the street hoe, our game is so composed
Hustle on the low and always keep my lips closed
Never trust a bitch, that's the first way to slip
I'm trying to stack a crepin, find a way about this ditch
Doin dirt, tryin to flip, gotta work to be rich
Never squeal, never pinch, never tell, never snitch
Half a goal of mine, born to the life of crime
The cops wanna talk and I turned into a mime
Put my middle finger up, bitch read between the lines
I ain't scared of doin time, I would never drop a dime

[Chorus: UnDeRaTeD and One Ton]
Who cares who I'm kissin, you just mad cause you're busy
You need to mind your own business
Shut the fuck up!
It's the dirty revenue, they show the bitch inside of you
You neep to stop snitchin on your crew
Shut the fuck up!
Your goin non-stop gossipin a whole lot
You gonna talk my ear off
Shut the fuck up!
Be quiet, shut up, zip your lips, no talkin, stop snitchin, quit bitchin
Shut the fuck up!"

Bethany flips the camera off as the scene fades.