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Riddle Box
INTRO
[Car Crashes] Voice: Welcome Sir! Guy: Where the fuck am I? Where am I?
Voice: It's not where your at! It's where your goin', and you won't
know until you Turn The Crank. Voices: Turn the crank. Turn the Crank.
Guy: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! Voice: Ha ha haha aha haha haha ha haha
hahaha hoohoo hoo hoohoo ha ha ha hahaha ha ha ha Alright who's next?
RIDDLE BOX
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your death! Now let's see where you're
headed, turn the crank! And experience what's in store for you, deep
within the mighty riddle box! riddle box riddle box riddle box He hehe
he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you! (hehe Riddle box!)
He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you!
(hehe Riddle box!) Wicked, wicked, wicked, wicked clownz... hey,
I'm Violent J. And I'm here, well I'm here to kick yo' ass. We,
the wicked juggalos, we juggle those who live like hoes and chose...
The Express Route, One Way. Straight down the spiral twist to the
Riddle Box. He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you!
(hehe Riddle box!) He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da
joke's on you! (hehe Riddle box!) He hehe he he he he he hehe
heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you! (hehe Riddle box!) He hehe he he he
he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you! (hehe Riddle box!) Hey,
what's up motherfucker! This is Shaggs 2 dope congratulatin' you...
For openin' the box. The Riddle Box. It looks like you received your
prize. The cost? Well the cost was your life! Bitch-boy! Ah ha-ha Ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha ha ha ha He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you! (hehe Riddle
box!) He hehe he he he he he hehe heh-heh-heh! Da joke's on you!
(hehe Riddle box!) Tell me sir, what can you do? It looks like the
joke's on you. C'mon on down and turn the crank. Let's see where your
soul will spend the rest of eternity. What's it gonna be, Mister?
Heaven or Hell? The bonus or the bones! Turn the crank and let's find
out. C'mon on down, Mister, you don't have anything to be scared of do
you, sir? So what's gonna pop out of the mighty Riddle Box? Spin the
crank and let's find out. Whadda ya say? Step right up. Who's first?
Who's brave enough To step into their new eternal destiny? Surely
someone must be confident, That their life wasn't totally evil.
Step right up and seal your fate.
THE SHOW MUST GO ON
Awwwwwwwwww, Shit! Yo, check it out, man, ICP back in the haugh man!
Violent-J, man, 2 Dope, man, wicked clownz, man. Ha ha ha! Hey, quick,
hurry up, bang. Open your mouth cause here comes my wang. I'm Violent-J,
the southwest skitzo. Born in a big top magical-majisto Dead-body
disco. Rappin' to the hoochies. Dirty old fat hoe's come up with a
smoochie. Hoochie-coochie, la la la la la. I might pull your tongue
out your mouth and try to hang ya. It's a full moon and the riddles
are calling. Three more cards and the skies will be falling. But don't
take it from me, I'm just a clown. Wicked clown, wicked town, Juggaluga
galuga lick it down, man up till my nuts start singing, dancing,
hopping, I'm a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand, The show must go on. "Well, it all
began when I was very young. My feelings were so excited about the
carnival rides. Everyone was jolly and jittery. I waited for their
wackets until well after dusk. That night, while I was sleeping, I
was awoken by a glow appearing. And, looking out, I saw strangemen,
cursing and filthy, and there were clowns, setting up their
dreary tent." I'm 2 dope and I sport tight wranglers. Don't say a
word or I'll kick ya in the neck bitch. Everybody 'round, make way
for the clown, In New York, in LA, in southwest town. Walked into
El Rays, almost got my ass kicked. Rather just chill in the yard
in my casket. Call up the hoe's have 'em swing by the tomb, And
get a little stinky stank up in this bitch. Killer clowns kicked
out the circus. Used to get live let the midget ladies work this.
I was a freak show, they called me the pogo. I can make my ballsack
bob like a yoyo. "Give it up! Give it up!" Southwest looney tune,
killed another red neck fun, His head a looney dune, gooney boon,
gooney goon, I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song.
The show must go on. "I've never been afraid of clowns but these
clowns were different. There was nothing funny about these clowns
at all. The smiled, they juggled, they laughed, but yet something
was terribly, terribly, wrong. I didn't like these clowns for I
could see through them, I knew what they were really like. I knew
that this carnival that had come to
my village was an evil, evil thing." Come see the show, big top show,
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival. Dead carney, carnies, dead
juggalos. Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival. You ask do we gang,
do we bang in a gang, mang? Do we bang-bang? I'm a gang banger, man!
I bang in a gang, mang. You can suck my wang, mang. Richie-boy, bitchie
-boy, it's a southwest thing. Serial murderer, southwest maniac,
Slaughterer, lunatic, highschool brainiac, Straight A school boy,
School kid `Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone, the
show must go on. "Aged friends are fools, all of them. Totally unaware
of the evilness within the carnival. Their eyes reflected stairways
into hell, their faces covered in blood. I ran from the carnival grounds
and yet every road and every path lead me right back to the big tent.
I had to escape from the strongman, the freak shows, and the
Ringmaster..." Come see the show, big top show, Walk hand in hand with
the dead carnival. Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos. Walk hand in
hand with the dead carnival. Come see the show, big top show, Walk
hand in hand with the dead carnival. Dead carney, carnies, dead
juggalos. Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival. Heh heh heh heh!
HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!
CHICKEN HUNTIN' (SLAUGHTERHOUSE REMIX)
Well I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' Chicken huntin'. Choppin' red neck chicken necks I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye, boom-shaka, boom-shaka, Hair chunks in the sky. Why? I, never liked chicken pot pie or the chopped chicken on rye. Tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab, cut. "What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his Aunt Nilly. Willie, Willie Chicken neck. Chicken huntin' gotta love it. Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, Chicken nuggets. Layed out all over the grass. Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast. Last as long as you can, my man, Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got: Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Cut a motherfuckin' chicken now, " "Right!" Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah, Feel the red on a Chicken neck. Choppin up hella yeah, Billy bob Billy Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly. Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see? I seen a chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep. I said, "Mister, mister, What the fuck you tryin' to do?" Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head, The back of your neck's all over the shed. Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang, I'm 2 Dope, and it ain't no thing To cut a chicken, triggers clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin' Last as long as you can, my man, Cuz when that chicken head hits the fan you got: Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Blood, Guts, Fingers and Toes. Sittin' front row at the chicken show, so... "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Cut a motherfuckin' chicken now, " "Right!" Went to Kentucky, I got lucky, Met this hogcallin' bitch named Blocky. Ridin' on a chicken, milkin' a sow. Hittin' switches in a drop-top, low-ride tractor. Wow. Red neck fella, moon-shine sella, Hangin' by his neck bone. Chicken bone's locked in the cella', Yella' bellied chicken plucka'. You red neck fucka! "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Who's goin' chicken huntin?" "We's goin' chicken huntin'." "Cut a motherfuckin' chicken now, " "Right!" Rich bitch! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ha ha ha ha ha! UH!
INTERVIEW
"Hello! How ya doin? I'm here with the Insane Clown Posse, ICP. How you guys doin?" "Bblblblblblblbl!!" "Well, uh, ok... I understand that you guys are from Detroit." "Wwaaaaaaaahh!" "Uh, yeah, ok. Why don't ah- Why don't you tell us something about the group?" "BURRRRRRP!" "Awright, Awright... Any long term goals?" "Ayayaiyaiyaiyaiyai!" "Sure, yeah, yeah... How 'bout ah, solo projects? Any solo stuff to look forward to?" "HA! ha ha-ha!" "Well... well, ok, ok. Well, ah, thanks for coming by and, ah, we look forward to seeing you again, uhu. Thanks a lot! Bye-bye!"
TOY BOX
"Oohh, I like... this... toy! Hmm, watch it go..." ~~guhshots~~~ "Ay! Ah! Ay! Uh!" ~Rrrrrinnnng... rrrrrinnnng~ ~beep beep beep!~ "We're sorry, the person you are calling is dead." I was like 6, I used to get dissed by the chicks. And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks, And rocks and sticks and callin' me names. And fill my lunchbox with frog brains. Ugh! When I left school it was much iller. My daddy was a serial killer, and how about that, He always made me sit in the back, With all his dead bodies in my lap. Move! When I got home, enough of the static, Hammer and tools and up to the attic. Never knew any other girls or boys. Only my toys, toys, toys. Bang, clang, hammer and twist, Nobody knows I exist, and I'm pissed. But I won't be mentally scarred, Instead I make toys, toys of the graveyard. Monday, Ring of the bell. It's all about show and tell. Might as well Show all of these bastards just what I got. Yo, check out my toy box. "Nothin' feels better than a good hardy-har-har. Right boys and girls?" We got dead bodies everywhere you look. All the nerds sittin' up front got cooked. Others start screamin' and makin' a dash. So I start handin' out toys fast at last. You like slinkies? We got slinkies. Only mine like to wrap around your face then stretch, twist, kazoom, And whip your body all over the fuckin' room. So come, one at a time. Open your gift, and what you will find Is a toy my friend, that you'll never forget. It's not everyday that you get your skull split. You like soldiers? We got soldiers, made with rubber and steel. They're not real. But I wouldn't just toss 'em under yo' bed. That's how you get a axe to the fo' head. Oh, and don't let 'em sit around all day. Come home and find your mom... dead in the hallway. Cuz they can be nifty, all the toys are shifty (he-he) In my toy box. (huh?) "Woooowie, that sure sounds like fun!" That's not a toy, hey wait a minute. Don't fuck around, homie, you could lose an eye with it. That's my double blade razor whip chop jimmy. And it's mine motherfucker, so gimme gimme. You like toys? You come to the right place. Try my little toy mutilatin' mental case. Wind 'em up and let him go among alla ya. Then bang! Serial slaughterer! Your turn, reach in and get lucky. Oh look, he pulled out a rubber ducky. (squeaka squeaka) And it make a funny sound, then, Then BANG! Blew the fingers off his fuckin' hand. Don't stop, class ain't done yet. I remember you callin' me pointdex', bookworm brainy, My aggrivation went into these little creations. Reach in. You might find somethin' wicked. Wicked scary, chopping pickaderry. Off with your head, a robot with a sword. You're always lookin' at me, but what for? "Wa-wait a minute, I made you, get them not me. Wait a minute, motherfuckers!" O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-Oh I love this record!... Hahahaha, Hoohoohoo! Yahoo! Turn it off! Hahahaha, Hoohoohoo! Yahoo! Turn it off! O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-Oh I love this record!... O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-Oh I love this... "Turn it off!" "Tell me why? Why do you feel that you should still be together with Lisa?" "Sure. Cccc'mon man, our relationship ain't all weak and shit. Ya know I mean-I mean just because she's dead we should just break up or somethin'? FUCK THAT!" "Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, listen to me, she's dead man. You gotta move on." "So what! So she's dead. Does that make you fresher than her?" "I didn't say that." "I don't think so! So she don't talk as much... and she really don't move around a lot. She's still fresh! She's still fun to be around! Heheh-heheh. You're just predjudice!" "Huh?" "You're predjudiced against dead people." "Aw man, you really are one sick bastard, Tommy." "Yeah? Fukoof!" "What?" "Fukoof!" "What the fuck is that? What does that mean?" "It means Fukoof!" "Man, you fuckin' lost it." "Yeah? FUKOOF!"
CEMETARY GIRL
"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead!" "Tonight, tonight!" "Tonight, tonight, off with your head! Ya! Hahahahahaha!" Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. Ya know I cuts pigs up. I know I can handle them mugs! She was ugly, long hair, short, nice figure though. So at the funeral it made me cry out "Why'd you die?" I cannot, I-I couldn't sleep with not a wink. I only think about my lady, I miss my baby! I need her by my side to hold me, to squeeze me, I still have pictures, but all they do is tease me. I see my therapist, she only tells me I'm in trouble. I want my baby back, so now I pack a shovel! And while I'm thinking it's awfully dark and kinda funny. Don't think to fast though, just dig, things could get bloody. I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin. I'm thinkin' well she's better off inside if she died. Nah, she needs me. I can tell my baby wants me. 'Cuz every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me. I pry it open, the odor hits me. There she is. I lean down to give her a kiss, Because I need a Girl that make me happy, A girl that make me cry, A girl that passed away back in 1985. A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed, A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead. Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl, Cemetery baby, I want you in my world. Cemetery woman, we can still be down, You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown. Fuck, yeah mutha fucka! I don't want no stuck up little sassy brassy bitch, Ya understand? I want me a cold stanky bitch! So bring it on dead momma! She's as ugly as always, my baby hasn't changed. Except for the hole that's in her forhead, You can see her brains. Nevertheless, our love is still forever true. Her eyes have riven, her skin has now a tint of blue. My baby stares me in dirty and wrinkled clothes. And now I notice, the maggots chewed off all her toes. The earth has been rather cruel to my darling sugar. Is that a bug up on her face? Oh, it's just a booger. I lean her head back, to kiss her cracking lips. And then her neck cracks, also does her hips. I must be gentle, my baby girl's a little rusty, A little dusty, but most of all a little musty. I don't get smart, We lay together on the lawn. We lay till dawn, I notice her left eye is gone. We said goodbye, and everything turned out alright. I'll see you here tomorrow night. Because I need a Girl that make me happy, A girl that make me cry, A girl that passed away back in 1985. A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed, A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead. Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl, Cemetery baby, I want you in my world. Cemetery woman, we can still be down, You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown. Check it out, bitch! You ain't gettin' no stink stank! Get yo' ass an stop on da dick you want wit' dat ~chough cough~. Them clammy graveyard bitches, they dowwnn wit' da clowwnn! Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. Ya know I catch pigs up. I know I can handle them mugs! Because I need a Girl that make me happy, A girl that make me cry, A girl that passed away back in 1985. A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed, A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead. Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl, Cemetery baby, I want you in my world. Cemetery woman, we can still be down, You're more than just a corpse to a psychopathic clown. A Girl that make me happy, A Girl that make me happy, A Girl that make me happy, Oh-woo oo. Oh-woo oo.
THREE RINGS
"Is this on? Gather round my wealthy friends, And endure the horrifying sights Only your worst nightmares could produce. Actual human beings of a deformed nature. Come at once, and come and endulge yourself In our own twisted amusement of another's misfortune. Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Enter our 3 ring show of freaks!" Ring one, a-dung-a-dung-dung. My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue To the desk in school, then I run down the hall. Scarin the shit outta all of yall bitches! Which is why you don't invite mine to your party Just cuz I don't look like everybody. I guess you're just a bunch of rich boys. Bitch boys. Scary. Blblbblah! And what's the big deal about my neck. Just because now and then I like to let it stretch up A couple feet to get a better sight. Is that any reason to scream and run in fright? No! So, now how ya gon' act? So what if I got another arm growin' outta my back. I guess I'm just another freak show thing And now they got me in the 3 rings. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. Ring two! How do ya do? I'm Shaggy 2-dope. Chicken-faced bitch! (Who?) You don't try to front hoe. Try to play me out just cuz I'm runnin wit the side show. So maybe there's the leg growin out my neck. But, don't jet baby, huh, not yet. Popped out the neden like a pund of lead. Doctor blew his back, rolled and dropped me on my head. Oh shit! I knew it had to fuck up my circuits. Cuz, when I was 2, my momma left me at the circus. Abandoned at the carnival, with the freak shows Like Bat-boy, Hermaphrodite, and Old Man Crow. But then I escaped to the ghetto zone. Started a crew of my own mutha fucka, I'm not alone. So don't be stickin' your finger in my face stank. Or your stomach might recieve a shank from the 3 rings. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. "I certainly hope you're enjoying yourselves, here, at our 3 ring exhibit. But, to be honest, I really don't see what's so fuckin' funny about it. These fuckin' people are real!" "Ring 3, The ICP! Look if you want, But I wouldn't lay a hand on me. That's how you get fucked up. We'll squeeze your windpipe's shut." Yo! I'm a nerd, word. I drink Thunderbird. Half-snake woman kicked my love to the curb. She busted in to my tent now I'm fucked. Had the fat-bearded lady in the buck. Ugh!. Fuck that. Bitch suck that. I was born with a wang, but I never had a nutsack. It's two balls hangin' wit no protection, so, I move real careful and slow. You can call me a wierdo, call me a freak. Call me Don Knotts cuz I'm gettin at it every week. Uh! So come see the carnival and throw me your change, bitch. I chill with the 3 rings. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. People love to point and stare. 3 ring. A ding a ding ding. It's the same as everywhere. "Well, that's it. I hope you're satisfied. I hope you had a good time, you fucking heartless bastards! You saw what you wanted, so grab your fucking kids and that fat, flop of shit wife of yours, and get the fuck out of our circus tent! You cold-hearted sons of bitches! You think they looked fucked up? Just wait till I kick your fuckin' lips in a couple times! You'll be sittin' up here like a bitch, and we'll be laughin at your folded ass. They'll call you Lumpy. After I done puttin knots all over your fuckin forehead. Yeah! Hey, Hey little boy! Come here, how'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot? You fuckin' little bitch! Come here, I'll fuckin shove that corndog up your ass! Get the fuck outta here! The show's fuckin' over. Get the fuck outta here, you fuckin heartless bastards."
HEADLESS BOOGIE
It's Friday night, dark, scary, Lonely walkin' through the park cemetery. And it's foggy, cold and smoggy. I hear a dog, a howlin' doggie. I'm scared, shoulda brought a shotgun Would've, should've, but I ain't got one. But I'll watch my back, and what's that? The caretaker, a dirty old hunchback. Better run, hide, quick, fast, He's comin' for my ass wit a- shovel. Nowhere to run or to hide but a gravepit, So I dove in, I did the dumb shit. Took a fall, even at 6 foot. Down the stairs hit a floor, And through a door. Into a whole new world of stiffs, Bodies, heads, and sexy little dead chicks. Club lights, sounds, bass. DJ's spinnin' with maggots on their face. But what I saw next that really took me. Uhh! They did the headless boogie! Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and slide! (the headless boogie) Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and sliiide! Awwww yeah! We dug up the finest bitches in the graveyard. So c'mon down! And if you ain't come to get your funk out, Then get the fuck out, bitch! They all stand straight, and swing to the side. (Uh!) No heads, but they feet still glide. (Uh-Huh!) Take a step back, twist and dive. (Yeah!) I even seen Kurt Cobain gettin' live! No heads, but they all funky! And drunk, drinkin' old spunky! Don't be shy, everyone's able. Hit the floor leave your nugget on the table. And kick step, but when you do kick soft, If they're dead, your legs might fall off. The whole time, I can't belive, I can't concieve, I don't wanna... leave. Hooooooe! I'm kickin' into a freak with no head. No face but the rest is straight. She's wit it, I hit it like a... G. Her back fell off.... UGH! Excuse me. Zombies, mummies, and Frankenstein. Drinkin' Cisco Disco Dead wine. Dead stiffs, comin' through the door. Heads, fingers, and limbs on the floor. I'm gettin' drunk, I wanna be down. What's up? I wanna be the headless clown! (heh hehehehe!) They rolled out the jigsaw and got raw. That ended it all, I did the headless boogie. Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and slide! (the headless boogie) Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and sliiide! Hey YO! Fuck that voodoo claw shit, bitch! You comin' freakin with the real dead juggalos. So come on by, and we'll chop your nugget off So you can freak that shiiit! Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and slide! (the headless boogie) Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and sliiide! Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and slide! (the headless boogie) Hey, yo! I heard that ya died. (la la) Fuck that! It's time to get live! (la la) Dead bodies let's all take a ride! Lead to the left and sliiide!
JOKERS WILD
[crowd]Heeeyyyyyy! Welcome to another exciting episode of Daray's #1 game show: The Joker's Wild! Shaggy, tell us something about tonight's contestants. HA HAHA Hey, mudda fuckas! Get ready for the killer show for this bitch! We got a cop, we got a judge, and we got a redneck. So step the fuck up and play The Joker's Wild! (WooHoo!) Everybody smile! Guess who's back on your underground dial! (who?) It's the game show host wit the most (Violent J) And tonight we gonna have a little pig roast. (hehe-huh) Top copper! It's been a long while! Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle. Mr. Big Man packin' that steel. But tonight you ain't shit. Now spin the fuckin' wheel! Looks good nice try! Now let's see just how you gon' die! Lucky, lucky, it landed on Carpenter Jed. He just pounds nails in your forehead. The pig got lucky that time. But let's take a look. Who's next down the line. Oh, the 43rd District Judge. Hey pal! Remember me? You threw me in jail! Take a spin or I'll snap your neck. The clicker's landed. Let me check. The Jookie, hey it ain't bad at all. We just cut your face off and slap your skull. ~slap!~ Who's next for the games and fun? Hillbilly Earl, C'mon down! Run! The redneck that sic'ed his dog on me. Now that's gonna cost you a spin buddy! Spin around and around it goes! Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes! Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile. Anything goes on the Joker's Wild. "Tell me. Who killed seventeen people and later ate their dead bodies?" ~timer clicking~ "Jeffrey Dommer?" "No! The correct answer would be your mother!" "WAAA!" "Shaggs?" "Aww shit, mutha fuckas. Get ready for round 2 in this bitch! So if you want your fuckin' neckbone chopped, step the fuck up and play The Joker's Wild!" Ya like big money and prizes don't ya? You'd probably kill for a big prize won't ya? You little bitch! It's your turn to spin. (ding ding ding) "Free money!" Now spin again. Oh goody, now unzip your drawers. I'm gonna clip this chain on your balls! Raise you upsidedown for the big batta. Now we bust your head like a piniata! (Yeahhhh!!) The audience loves that shit! Listen to 'em scream when your forehead splits Wait, cut to a break! Oh shit dat-damn uh, we got guts on the camera. "The Joker's Wild is brought to you by:" "Faygo!" Everybody sing! "Send yo' momma straight up to tha sto'! Tell that bitch to bring home a Faygo!" Welcome back to the carnival show! Here's your chance for the big money cash flow! Hit your buzzer, pull your lever! Joker, Joker, Lemon! We sever your head! Pick a door! 1,2,or 3 It's the same behind every door, me! There's no escape. Now gimme that bald head! The crowd can't help, look, their all dead! And they just watchig their doom. We broadcast from hell to your living room. I ripped off his neckbone, wicked clown style. Anything goes on The Joker's Wild. "It's time to play hit or miss! Contestant #1, open your mouth! Contestant #2, get ready! Will he hit or miss?" ~spear hitting~ "He Hit!" [crowd] Yeaahhhhh! "What's next?!" "We got money, we got cash, we got prizes! We got blood, we got cocks, we got naked dead bitches! On The Joker's Wild!" I got my yellow suit, and my purple tie. Somebody's gonna die! Oh, my! It's Mr. Thompson my next door neighbor. Always bitchin'! Yellin' from the kitchen... window. See he died then he went to hell, though. We meet again! I got my own game show. Spin the wheel 'cuz I just can't fuck around. ~Rrrrrrinnnnnnngg!~ "Bonus round!" Oh, shit! The end of the game. Bonus round. We goin out with a bang! You got a chance for money and prizes! You got a chance at death too! (eheheh) So get ready, I'm comin' at ya fast! Your chance for freedom at last! Four questions. So are ya ready Jack? "Uhhh, I-I think so..." Load the gun! "The governor..." "Beechpot?" "Yes! The square root of 2..." "Uhhh..." "Correct! Nutsacks don't belong in..." "Buttcracks?" "Richboys eat..." "Caviar?" "NOOO! The correct answer is 'bullets'!" ~machine gun fire~ "Oh hoho! Oho Geez! Oh! Well, this is Big Chipperwinks saying 'so long' till next week folks! Seeya later! Goodbye!"
DEAD BODY MAN
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street. 55-65, bodies at least. I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn. I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn. Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven. Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin'. Tastes like chicken, finger lickin deepfried. I ate a dead body, but don't tell. I lied. I just ate my first dead body last week, Still got the fingernail caught in my teeth. Before ya start yellin' and cursin' my name, Remember somethings wrong with my brain, insane. Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall. Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall. I'm sliding and I'm boucin' off shit like a hockey puck. And my mother's like, "What the fuck?!" He said I was born of an alien race. Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face. But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand. I'm just a dead body man. "We've got bodies! Dead bodies! We got fat ones, skinny ones, males, females, hermaphrodites! We got somebodies! We got nobodies! Bodies, bodies, bodies! WOO!" Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van. All the little kiddies love the dead body man. I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell. Some people run cause they don't like the smell. Others line up just as quick as they can. To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man. It's all good, if you can stand the funk. but uh..... Just don't look in the trunk. I drive down central kickin the bass. Chillin' with my freaks and I'm pickin' her face. Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head. Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead. I'm a hoe you can't trust, always diggin a nut. A dead body bitch learned to keep her mouth shut. Riding in the back is my dead body crew. Only they can never think of nothin' to do. If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourslf. You got dead deer heads up on your shelf. On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand. I'm just the dead body man. "We also collect dead bodies! So if you know any dead people, or you yourself are planning on dying soon, we'll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it! We appreciate good, healthy, stiffs for our dinner! WAHOO!" Call me the dead body man (Some'll give 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (Just sell 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (You can mail 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (But, Bring 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (Won't ya give 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (Just mail 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man (But, Bring 'em to me!) Call me the dead body man... Call me the dead body man...
LIL' SOMETHIN' SOMETHIN'
"Um, Mr. Jackson, what are you talking about? Well, I've heard about those parties, they're immoral. Mr. Jackson I thought you were a respectable gentleman..." "Now, don't give me that "respectable gentleman" bullshit you little bitch." "Mr. Jackson!" "Now stop playing dumb you ditsy cunt!" Hey, Baby I heard you like to freak. ("Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. ("Heheh.") Baby I heard you like to freak. (Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. Hey what's up I'm new in town. I work for the circus, Shaggy the Clown. Anyway, yo girl I've seen you around. I guess I'm tryin' say that I wanna be down, hey! We had ice cream, sat in the park. I walked her all the way home when it got dark. She took me inside and when the door shut, Next thing you know, I had my nuts in her butt, uh. I wanna bitch that's down to fuck right away. And even does my homies if its ok. A little bitch that's down with a quicky, I love checky checky. I ain't being picky though. So you might be a little bit fat. You might even stink a bit, I don't mind that. Even if you don't fuck on the first date. Just put my nuts in your mouth and I'll stray. I need a girl that just don't give a fuck. So I'm caught stroking her mom. I mean, so what? A little a skins here and there ain't nothin'. I just need a bitch who's down with a Lil' Somethin' Somethin'. Hey, Baby I heard you like to freak. ("Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. ("Heheh.") Baby I heard you like to freak. (Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. My name's Violent J, so I can't fuck around. Who's the dirtiest bitch in the whole town? There she go, she workin' at Dairy Queen. Bitch couldn't be a day over fifteen. So I threw her in the butt like that. I hit it so quick, I made her butt cheeks clap. HaHa Why wait around 'til she gets married. Cause I'm ready as long as her neden's hairy. Tootsie, Tootsie, Pumpkin Pie. Oops, looks like you nut in your eye. My fault I didn't notice you were still there. Now go in and wash that shit out your hair, bitch. I want a girl not afraid to bone, Even if her mommas and pops is still home. And if her daddy suddenly walks in, He just might see my nuts on his daughter's chin. Everybody in the hood says that your easy. You look a little cracked out, a little sleezy. Your a basic, baby, it ain't shit. I'm still down if you down, For a Lil' Somethin' Somethin'. Somethin' Somethin' Hey, Baby I heard you like to freak. ("Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. ("Heheh.") Baby I heard you like to freak. (Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. Bitch let me hit, I won't be long As soon as I nut I'm gone. (Guess ya don't know.) Bitch let me hit, I won't be long As soon as I nut I'm gone. (But ya dawg did.) Bitch let me hit, I won't be long As soon as I nut I'm gone. (It's the Southwest.) Bitch let me hit, I won't be long As soon as I nut I'm gone. "Oh-Hey, watch out! My legs- My legs don't bend back so far!" Hey, Baby I heard you like to freak. ("Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. ("Heheh.") Baby I heard you like to freak. (Well, I guess so.") Then come out to play with me. "Mr. Jackson, it's been... so long since I've been fucked! Uh-uh!" Hey, "Mr. Jackson, it's been... so long since I've been fucked! Uh-uh!" Hey, "Mr. Jackson, it's been...so long since I've been fucked! Uh-uh!" Hey, "Mr. Jackson, it's been... so long since I've been fucked! Uh-uh!" Hey. "Last one undressed has to kiss everybody's ass" (Aaaaaah!) "Welcome sons of fuckin' bitches to the wicked carney theater! Tonight's feature presentation is so fuckin' scary, it'll take the wrinkles out of your nut sack and fade your butt hair. So get ready mutha fuckers for tonight's main atraction! I give to you: Ol' Evil Eye! Ah ha ha ha!" "Alright shut the fuck up!"
OL' EVIL EYE
So I'm headed door to door With my grandmother's cookie jar. I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar. I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any. I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny. Anybody, everybody, they hate me. I can tell when they spit and degrade me. There's only one house left, the last on the block. Old Man Willie on the hilltop. I ring the doorbel, the door creeps open. And there it was starin' and scopin'. The man's left eye, red, big, and drippin' I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!" I ran home. I couldn't stop thinking About his eyeball winking and blinking. And it looked not a damn thing like the other. Ugh! Shoulda wore a patch on the motherfucker. It hypnotized me, mesmorized me. Traumatized, paralyzed, terrorized me. Creepers, where'd you get that ball? And tell me how it even fits in your skull. I want a big long knife to stick it in. I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in. He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard. It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye! Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh "Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution with what foresight, with what patience I went to work. I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him." A day gone pass since I heard about J.O. Met up in this sleigh, cuz I don't fuckin' play. Anyway, I gotta do him in. Got a rusty revolver Put the silver bullets in. I'm plannin' on playin' one right to his nugget. Down my drawers with the bucket. It's time to go, fuck it. I stuck it up... to his neck when he came to the door. I really didn't know what I was in for. First the cold man stared, no a gaze, no a stare. Kinda like there was no one there. How weird, my body froze with the blink of his eye. Evil eye, sendin' chills up my spine. What to do? What to do? I gotta try to break. I gotta try to make.. my way to the gate. Wait. I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground. W-What the fuck was that? I think I heard a sound, Turned around, there it was, starin' at my face. This little old man's eye's a make me a mental case. That's when I felt the pain deep inside, Deep inside, now his eye's open wide. I want a big long knife to stick it in. I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in. He's gotta die. I want his eye buried in my backyard. It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye! Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh "That night it ceased. The old man was dead. I placed my hands on the heart and there for many minutes there was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eye will trouble me no longer. His eye will trouble me no longer." Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh Evil eye... Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die) Evil eye... Oh-Oh
12
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THE KILLING FIELDS
Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales. Yet I better move, my bed is made of nails. I try to roll off, my skin slowly tears away. My flesh is stuck to the bed as I begin my day. Walking out the house this morning, the sky is red. The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead. They're tryin' a die, they're jumping off a roof tops. They only scream in pain as their body flops. I rather stay inside my home and only pray to die. But my house has been on fire since like `85. I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke. But see you never die, you only burn and choke. And so I leave out the house, and walk the land. Wild pigs run and feed off the dying men. And look around you, there's bodies hanging from the trees, But they're not dying, they're only crying, "Please!" I hear the thunder in the sky so I run and hide. The Deli Raymay soon come down, you've got to get inside. The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, "Yes!" It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess. About once or twice a week, though, with thunderstorms. That's when giant, heavy, red and black clouds form. It's raining blood, kidneys, and livers from the sky. Prepare, cuz when you die, you're coming to the Killing Fields. (Come, come on down, down.) "What shall they be? What shall they be? When that fine moment comes." (Come, come on down, down.) "When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, doors closed, and you've written what you've written, you've said it, that's it!" (coming to the killing fields) (Come, come on down, down.) "What will they all be? What about it mister, when you've had you're last beer? (Come, come on down, down.) You've laughed at you're family and laughed at you're little wife. She begs you not to go out to that bar." As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking back. To when I had a heartbeat, and how I would act. I would steal from the poor. I'd laugh at the sick. But in the killing fields, you'd get your fucking neck ripped! So as I walk along I meet a lot of strange folks. Some people with no eyes, and gashed open throats. And if they notice your eyeballs are working well, The try ta dig them out your skull, and go for self. Now in the summertime, it's like a whole other realm. Water becomes fire, and oceans overwhelm. To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across the street, your hair will burst ta flames. Victims in a panic run from the heat and light, Underneath the city, into the sewer pipes. Until the fire's gone this becomes your new land. But, there's no food so you feed off the other men. And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed. I chase a baby billy goat with a human's head. It's steady screamin' "Lemme be, lemme be!" But while I chase it there's another demon chasin' me. All of time moves backwards, I'm growing old. And still the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich, That choose to live like a bitch. See you in the killing fields! (Come, come on down, down.) "Youve had your big time in lust, sin, and filth!" (Come, come on down, down.) "What is it going to be when you realize the time is up? You've crossed the finish line! Going in the wrong direction." (I'll see you in the killing fields) (Come, come on down, down.) "What shall they all be? What about it gentlemen? When you've spent your life in a few years' time?" (Come, come on down, down.) "Your a burned up shell at 25 years of age. What shall they all be?" What about it? You can go to hell hell hell hell hell "What shall they all be?" Come, come on down, down. Come, come on down, down. (you're coming to the killing fields!) Come, come on down, down. Come, come on down, down.
I'M COMING HOME
I lived my life in the gutter! And this gutter is who I am! Take me back home to my gutter, and that's where I won't ever leave again! Hey! I'm comin' home, home to the criminals and crooks, Home to the gangbangers shootin' dirty looks. Home to the killer cops beatin' down my ass, Home to my `72 Vallary prayin' it will last. Past all the rich bitches try'na play me out. Doggin' on my neighborhood, don't know what it's about. So now I'm clockin' nuggets, never hangin' with the rich. I'd rather hang out with the crookeds at the party store, bitch! Gimme Coney, dawg, with a little smog, Cuz it tastes better than the poisonous fog. Seen it from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood. But the ghetto got love and the love is all good So I don't give a fuck about your mansion by the lake. You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks. Cuz all I wanna do is hang with the zombies in the zone. Break out with the Faygo. I'm comin' home. CHORUS: Home to the creatures, home to the crooks, Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books, Home to the monsters roamin' the land, I wanna come home but ya don't understand. Bitch, I'm comin home, and I'm not alone. Jokers and freaks and the dead body bones. Every single thing that ya never wanna see, Add it all together and ya got me! Ah, Nobody give a fuck about your punk ass rules. Keystone coppers and your hypocrite schools. I'd much rather lay around the streets and the gutter, And make dirty phone calls to your rich mother. Put up last midnight and I'm wakin' up the dead. And we playin' kickball with sombody's head. We go skinny-dippin' in the barrels of toxic waste, After that, I pour myself a little taste. So tell your mother that she's nothin' but a fat bitch, And all my homies don't care if the hoe's rich. Somebody out here, please let me know if there's a phone, I need to call my mother, and tell her I'm comin' home. END CHORUS: I'm comin' home. Chicken, chicken bone. Sugar plumb wishes and Ice cream cones. All these fake people sayin' hi to one another. Then they sit around and talk shit about each other. Watering the grass, diggin' in they ass, Try'na make sure they didn't lose any cash. Workin' hard all you life, and now you're finally rich. But look at you, you're just another whack bitch! heh. Call in the slum, that's where the bums, Murderers, and slaughterers. So that's what I become. Spare a little change, cuz I just ran outta gas, Reach for your quarter and I'll stick your fuckin' ass. Nobody wants to be around the ghetto breed. The ghetto got each other, and that's all we really need. So what the fuck I'm doin' down here? I got a land of my own, Hey, yo, dawg, fuck it, we goin' home. (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (group chorus) (group chorus) (group chorus w/ fade out) (group chorus w/ fade out)
The Great Milenko
Intro
"Pumpkin, put some music on, I feel like dancin'." "Hold on, shugga, I'm fixin' to right now 3,6,4 awright, now come over here, woman, let's get this shindig started, woo! C'mon, everybody. Now what in the hell is wrong with this juke machine?" "Be warned, my children six will visit followed by the crumbling of time itself. Before the coming of Shangra La, a dark Carnival will sweep across the land, as a shadow, plagued with destruction. A parade of freaks, jugglers, and death. This wretched nightmare is led by six faces. Three have come, three have gone. The fourth emerges, now. He walks among us as a shadow, void of light, powered by your own darkness, strengthened by your own wickedry. A horrid reflection of your very own deep desires cast and reflected back upon yourself. Brothers and Sisters! The time has come for the Necromaster. The unleashing of the fourth joker's card. The arrival of, The Great Milenko, Milenko, Milenko" "This damn thing! Maryanne, what in the hell is wrong with this music box?" "Don't mind that old thing, honey, it does that all the time."
Great Milenko
(Chorus:) Great Milenko ha ha ha ha ha ha Great Milenko hm hm hm hm ha ha ha ha Great Milenko ha ha ha ha ha ha Great Milenko hm hm hm hm ha ha ha ha (end chorus) (Chorus) Come one, come all, and witness magic. I introduce to you an occult sorcerer of the ancient craft of Necromancy. A caster of mind-bending illusions, from the nethervoid of the shadow walkers, excel from Shangra La, The great Milenko. (Chorus) (Chorus) Ladies and Gentlemen, witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo magic. A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses, with the help of potions, talismans, and ancient relics from the forbidden realms of the dark carnival. Ladies and Gentlemen, The Great, Milenko! (Chorus) (Chorus)
Hocus Pocus
Serial slaughtering Stranglers Juggaling Juggalin juggalos Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks I C fuckin P's in the haugh. Abracadabra boom shaka day. I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrate. And I come with a hat full of tricks. Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks. Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you. Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to the Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown love, even sets I've never heard of. Roll into town, and out with the big top. Four cards down, and two more still to drop. And when it does, I pack up and hit the road. Cuz I don't wanna see your head explode. Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken. Add a buck, you get a two-liter with em. And when the genie says on with the show, it's hocus pocus jokus, Great Milenko. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Hocus Pocus Jokus ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Shazam, bam, shagalagalokus. Shaggy the clown back like Scoliosis. Call me a psycho-skitzo freak, and I'll call you by your name, dick-anus. Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck. I bounced on Vernor in a popcorn clown truck. I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard. I grab your gizzard. Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin. Everybody's waitin for the show to begin. Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go. Try to land in a glass of Faygo. You suck, you missed the fuckin glass. Broken neck, and busted your fuckin ass. But the genie says on with the show. Hocus Pocus Jokus, Great Milenko. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Rude Boy and Jokie down wit the clown. First time we ever went to Mexican Town. I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot and beat us down in the fuckin parking lot. Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack, tagged ICP by the train tracks. And it was on, the dawn of a new day, magical carpets, grippin down the freeway. Walked into a juicy's tent with a food stamp and walked out with a magical lamp. Yeah , I met Milenko, he gave me 3 wishes. That night, I fucked 3 fat bitches. Then get the fuck with it, forget it. I'll rip your face off, and wipe my ass with it. When the genie says on with the show. Hocus Pocus Jokus, Great Milenko. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Hocus Pocus Jokers ride, come take a spin on a carney ride. Fuck that.
Piggy Pie
Ahhh! They get it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass to snack on, bitch! So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fucka! 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 ax in my holster, everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster. A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out, I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out! Walked in the village, into the piggy's place, He opened up his door, and popped me in the face. It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half, But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!) Forty in hand, I rose from the dead, And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise off his head. Since we out west, I had a little fun, And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium! (Chorus:) Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry. I might use a gun, (no!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's in town, come and get your freaky sex! (end chorus) The second little piggy, his house is made of brick, And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick. He sits on his bench and gets all the respect, But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck. He walked in the room, and everybody rose, Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes. First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit, But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet! Now I see the baliff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck? I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up. Old-ass man, I let him get away, That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway. Here come the piggy, it's time for my case, His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face. He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime, So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines! (chorus) (chorus) 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 gaurd he told me wait, I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate! Cuz this little piggy, must definatly fry, 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 matress stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A ritchie is the devil, he never will admit it, So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it. Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed, I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head. He begged for his life, I told him it's too late, And took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need, (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus)
Rrrrriiinnng. "Hotline." "H-Hello?" "Whuddup." "What's up. I not sure that I wanna live any more, that's what's up." "Hold On! Helloo?" "I-I need someone to talk to." "Call your mom." "My mother died last year." "Serves her right, bitch! Hahahaha! I'm just playin', fuck-nuts. Listen! Whenever you're feelin' low, just page me, and I'll call you." "You will?" "Sure. I'll call you a nerdy bitch for botherin' me! Now! Don't blow your fuckin' head off." "Why not? Who cares if I do?" "The poor guy who's gotta clean that shit up! If you're gonna do it, do it outside or somethin'!" "Y-You think I won't really do it, don't ya?" "Honestly, I could give a rat's ass." "You think I won't, huh? You think I'm kidding? You think I'm-" "Do it! Do it Fucker! Bring me the gun, I'll fuckin' do it for ya!" BOOM! "Hello? Hello? Are ya there?" "Hello?" "I knew ya wouldn't do it, ya scary bitch!"
How Many Times
(chorus:) How many times will I ask myself why, how many times? How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (end chorus) (chorus) How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you? Now what the fuck does that do? Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass, How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife. Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about, Why don't you wait till he sleeps, then take him out! How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour. Must be an accident, I hope nobody died, Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side! The gawkers roll by and creep slow, Hopin' they can see a mangled body show. Some park, and stand there and watch it all, With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare! (and just look!) I remember one time I was pulled over, Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over. People watching, hoping that he shoots me, I just wanted to choke their fucking heads! (chorus) (chorus) How many times will I wait in a line, It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine. I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute, Why am I here? To pay a fucking parking ticket. The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch, No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit, I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it, Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket! How many times will a crackhead smoke crack, And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack, Give him money, again, he's coming back, Walk away, and here's another, "Gimmie crack." How many time will a kid give a dirty look, A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook, I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores, When you were just a nut stain in your mama'a drawers. (chorus) (chorus) How many times will you steal my car stereo, It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya? I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat, I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt-cheek. How many times did I walk in, and just sit, And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit, Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait, Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate Yeah, I cant walk into McDonald's, into the counter, And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder, Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit? Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip! How many times will a judge decide my fate, Who is he? A bitch! Nothin' great. He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife, Plays with his balls and judges my life! (And who the fuck is he? He judges my life!) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) "Dawg, I peels cats all day long, mutha fucka. The call me the big wheeler cat peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka. The whole block, dawg. They call me the king. The big king. King killer big wheeler cat peeler, yeah. That's what they call me around this mutha fucka. I run this bitch. I got this bitch locked down. I'm a big gang banga, man. I'm a gang banga mutha fucka. See, they ain't think that we was gang bangin' out in this neighborhood, but they don't know about me and my clink, dawg. And if you all wanna be down, shit, we can sit down and talk, ya know what I'm sayin-" "BOBBY!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOU HOMEWORK!" "Uh, here I come! Aw dawg, I gotta go, man. But look, meet me here tomorrow after school. Oh wait, I got yearbook. Awright, meet me here around five-thirty tomorrow, dawg. Awright guys, peace." "I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude." "Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers."
Southwest Voodoo
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic. (chorus:) Ray kay shay, Shooga-booga ba, Southwest Voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo joker killa! Magic, dark magic.(end chorus) Yo met this kid named Louie Lou, He thought he could fuck with this voodoo. So I turned his head into a lima bean, And then flicked it off his shoulders. From Mookan House to Shangra La, Egyptian Pharohs, kumpa-ta. Follow me, and join us as we pray, To the seventeen moons of Kunga Delray. Walked in the luchroom chantin' spells, With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells, Got my own food, who wants some? I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue. A non-believer once started to laugh, So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass! Then everybody heard him squeal, "This voodoo shit's for real!" It just takes: (pre-chorus:) A head from a newt, a wing from a bat, A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat, A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow, And a little itty-bitty itty drip of faygo! (end pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Gripped out Vernor on a windy night, Ya see voodoo scribblins in the moonlight, Painted all on the city street, It's the ancient craft of gang-bangin'! Hey! J! What's in the bag? A shrunken head, and shrivled scrotum sac! Why? Ya think voodoo's fake? Come to the graveyard, I'll make the dead wake. Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba. Sleep no longer, raise, quick! Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba, "Leave us alone, you fuckin' punk bitch!" Well, fuck it, I ain't that done yet, But one day you can bet I'm a freak! We'll make the whole world dance with the dead, And just like my homey said, it only takes, (pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick ya nuts! (pre-chorus) (pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus) "And now, the flying Fritz brothers" "Ooooooo" "Ahhhhhh" "Ohhhhhh" "Uh!Ah!Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Halls of Illusion
Ticket please thanx walk thru tha door into the Hallz Of Illusionz visit yourz and c what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real but you had to fxck up tha whole deal! Letz take a walk down tha hallway itz a long way it takez all day! And when ya get to tha end you'll find a chair wit straps n chains we slap you in there lock ya down tight so ya can't move a thread and pull ya eyelids up over your head cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream itz just to bad it ain't what it seems Ya walk in and see 2 kidz on tha floor they playin Nintendo and he'z got tha hight score and sittin behind them chillin in tha chair iz ya wife when ya look oh you ain't there itz some other man in tha hand in hand how she lookz so happy ya don't undastand see this is an illusion it never came true all becuz of you! Back to reality and what you're about your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out and she can't see straight from gettin hit cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit but itz all good here come have a beer I'll brake tha top off it and shove it in ya ear and you're death comez wicked painful and slow at tha handz of MILENKO! GREAT MILENKO WAVE YOUR WAND DONT LOOK NOW YOUR LIFE IZ GONE THIS IZ ALL BECUZ OF YOU WHAT YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO Look who'z next itz mr. clark tha dirty old man from tha trailer park ya got your ticket? thanx take your coat off and later on why not I'll rip ya throat off! Letz take a walk down tha hallway itz a long way it takez all day! And when ya get to tha end you'll find a chair you see all tha blood yeah ya boy was just here we get all different kinda people comin thru richies chickens and bitches just like you in tha hallz everbody gets a turn to sit and witness your illusion before you burn! What do we have here oh dear no way it lookz like tha kidz and the ok ya daughter'z chillin up in college top grade and ya son'z a fuckin doctor phat paid they got families and kidz and itz all good they even coach little league in tha neighborhood is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost? nah bitch not even close! Back to reality your son'z on crack and ya daughter'z got nut stainz on her back and they both fuckin smell like shit and live in tha gutter and sell crack to each other when they were kids you would beat em and leave em home and even whip em with tha cord from tha telephone and that reminds me man hey ya gotta call watch ya step to Hell itz a long fall! GREAT MILENKO WAVE YOUR WAND DONT LOOK NOW YOUR LIFE IZ GONE THIS IZ ALL BECUZ OF YOU WHAT YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO Ah...itz time to pack up and move to tha next town but we forgot mr. bigot okay dig it we can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed BUT I'll still cuz ya neck out howz that?
Under The Moon
I'm still here..under the moon. I was just a child but you seemed like so much more tha way you would approach me and drift across tha floor, I'd see you in tha hall and you'd kiss me with a smile I never understood it was I even worth tha while? The other kids at school they would hate me and they'd spit cuz I was just a no one to them I wasn't shit but you would always hold me and stand there by my side we were only 17 we'de be together till we died but then all happened tha ever dreadful day somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay you pointed him out to me my thoughts began to race I TOOK MY DADDY'S 45 AND SHOT HIM IN THA FUCKIN FACE I did it all for you and though I'm facin years I would do tha time just to equal all your tears the last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom is that we'd always be together cuz we're both under the moon. "ill forever love you even in your doom we'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon" I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone I justified your pain but now I sit alone I write another letter I write one everyday I never got a letter back I write em anyway I try to call collect your number has been changed I'm starin at the light bulb and I start to feel deranged you never came to visit me I sit facin tha glass no one's on tha other side and now its in tha past my head is always spinnin I'm poundin on the wall I feel like I'm forgotten no sign of you at all you're probly gettin married you're probly gettin fucked I'LL BREAK OUT OF THIS CAGE AND TRY TO CUT THAT MUTHAFUCKA UP i curl up in the corner my body will corrode my teeth are turning into dust skin is growing mold I'm starin out tha window of my eternal doom I know that you are out there somewhere underneath the moon. "i'll forever love you even in your doom we'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon" Many many years many more to go duz she still remember? God he only knows I now become a savage they chain me to a wall I still can see your body I still can hear ya call I'm nothin but a maggot I'm locked away and lost the world that duzn't want me my dignity is tossed and to tha girl for who I feel this doom look here...fuck you and the moon!
What Is A Juggalo?
What is a juggalo? Let me think for a second. Oh! He gets butt-naked and then he walks through the streets, winking at freaks, with a two-liter stuck in his butt-cheeks. What is a juggalo? He just don't care. He might try to put a weave in his nut-hair. Cuz, he can give a fuck less what a bitch thinks. He tell her that her butt stinks, and all that. What is a juggalo He drinks like a fish. And then he starts hugging people like a drunk bitch. Next thing, he's pickin fights with his best friends. Then he starts with the hugging again. Fuck! What is a juggalo? A fuckin lunatic. Somebody with a rope tied to his dick. Then he jumps out a ten-story window. Oh! What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. Southwest? We juggalos. Down river? We juggalos. Jefferson? We juggalos. Fuckin everybody? We juggalos. I'm the juggaluggaluggaroni. Get the fuck up. Get the fuck outta here. What is a juggalo? A dead body. Well, he ain't really dead, but he ain't like anybody that you've ever met before. He'll eat Monopoly, and shit out Connect Four. What is a jugg...? What the fuck? Man that shit is whack. Don't worry about my shit, just rap mutha fucka. What is a juggalo? He ain't a bitch boy. He'll walk through the hills and beat down a rich boy. Walks right in the house when you're having supper. And dip is nutz in your soup, bloop. What is a juggalo? Well, he ain't a phoney. He'll walk up and bust a nut in your maceroni. And watch you sit there and finish up the last bit. Cuz your a stupid-ass, dumb, fuckin idiot. What is a juggalo He's a graduate. He graduated from...well? At least he got a job. He's not a dumb putz. He works for himself, scratchin his nutz, ha. What is a juggalo? A Hulkamaniac. He power bombs mutha fuckas into thumb tacks. People like him till they find out that he's unstable. He Sabu's your momma through a coffe table. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know? What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. I'm the juggaluggaluggaroni. Get the fuck up. Get the fuck outta here. I'm the juggaluggaluggaroni. I figured you wouldn't understand. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. Detroit? We juggalos. Cleveland? We juggalos. St. Louie? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos. Fuckin everybody? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos. What is a juggalo?
House Of Horrors
"Hey there, do ya like excitement?" "Yeah." "Do ya like suspense?" "Uh-huh." "Do you like Nel Carter?" "Tst-no." "Good, cuz you won't find her here, this is the house of horrors. And for you it's absolutely free, step right in." "Thanks." "Say no more stupid-ass, your breath says enough." Hello? It's so dark. Don't lose me. C'mon, I found a door. Wabugawoo Waaa! Welcome to the house of horrors, Ya born in a barn, shut the fuckin' door. Ya see, bam, cuz I'm about to scare ya, Bbbblblblblbl, okay now I dare ya. Close ya eyes, open up ya mouth, and count to ten, Don't wanna, huh? Cuz ya know my nuts are goin' in, I'm twisted, I'll cut ya finger off, and stick it in ya butt, Ooouuuuhhhhh, and glue it shut. This is when I get get crazy, lemme show ya somethin', Bbrrrrrrppp! Ya know what that means? It don't mean nothin', ha-ha! But it scared ya, cuz people don't be doin' that shit, But me, Bbrrrrrrppp, bitch, Bbrrrrrrppp, I'm all about it? (Bbrrrrrrppp) Guess what, I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit, I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the silly rabbit, Uh! Cut the lights off, see that shit, I'm glowin' Alright, I'm done, cut 'em back on, wait, where ya goin'? Welcome to the House of Horrors! (Chorus:) Comes from within me. Comes from within me, horrors, hey. Comes from within me. Come to the House of Horrors, hey. (end chorus) (chorus) Honey, I'm not having a good time. I know, C'mon, This must be the way out. Hey, what the fuck, come here guys, grab a chair, Don't mind me drinkin' my beer in my underwear. C'mon, let's play some cardback, I just gotta story, "Hey, keep it down in there, Shaggs, what the hell?" Sorry! Look at that shit! (what?) You almost got me grounded, I'm a have to take your forehead and pound it. I'll bend you over, and tie you up to a pole, And strech your nuts back, and fling 'em up your butthole! I'm a phantom, listen to me, ahhh, That didn't do it? How 'bout this? Ahhhh!!! I'm so scary, they call me Joey Terrifyin', Did ya know that? (yeah) No ya didn't, I was lyin'! I represent Igors, I'm yellin' in town, I'm comin' outta southwest, Wicked Clowns! Bathroom? Yeah, it's right there, down the hall, Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all, Amuck, naya, baaa, but that's two, Wait a minute, hey, don't leave me yet, hey! Welcome to the House of Horrors! (chorus) (chorus) Honey? What? I'm s-scared. I know, sweetie, come on! Jump Steady, Nate the Mack, lemme tell ya somethin', With Billy Bill and Rude Boy, (what about 'em?) Nothin'! They're my boys, I just had to give 'em props, And together we form the cyclops! He-he-he-he-he look at you, he-he, you're a bitch. Should I let you're ass go? Ha-ha-ha-ha, no. I'll let your bitch out, but you get the bone, Run along sugar-tits, he ain't comin home. "Dont let the door hit you where the good lord split ya, bitch."
Boogie Woogie Wu
The beast lives, out of the raging storm, in the dead of night. The ravenous, blood-sick creature, searches for it's sacrifice. Through the hideous darkness, it lurches. Driven by death itself. Only the satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from which it came. Boys and girls, it's nighty-night time. Happy J the clown has a nursery rhyme. It's about, The Boogie Woogie Man, Keep Your Light On As Long As You Can, cuz when it cuts off, so does your head, Boogie Woogie Woogie waits under your bed with a shank, splahh, up through the bottom. Little Jimmy Jimmy, uuuhhhh, GOT 'EM! It's the one and only Boogie Man, he creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides, if your little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed, you're running on stubs mutha fucka!!! Well, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in, things go bump in the night, me creeping. OUCH! FUCK, I stubbed my toe! If you just quit leaving your shit all over the fucking floor. Fuck it, you're dead anyway, and I'm gonna leave your head smack dead in the hallway. In the morning, when your daddy walks out, aahhhh, his foot's in your mouth, thanks to the Boogie Man! Does the Boogie Man really exist? Well, is your mother a bald-headed freak bitch? YES, you fall asleep and wake up dead with a broken broom sticking out your forehead. I sing lullabies until you dose off, tie you down, and chew your fucking toes off, and then spit 'em out back in your face, spppewwaaa. FUCK, wash your feet bitch! The world's famous Boogie Woogie Wu will come to you, slumber parties, sleep overs, intimate nights, what ever the ocassion by the midnight hour. He will gladly come and FUCK that shit up. I don't beat women, fuck that, I'm above it, but I'll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it. "You Didn't Know The Boogie Man Was A Clown, But When You See The Juggla, You Holding Your jugular. " With a swing, chop, stab, swing, chop, your holding your neck together, but your nuts drop. And the cops do the best they can, they pull the axe out your face and say, "Was It The Boogie Man? What Was He Wearing?" Please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the Boogie Man will creep, through my window, in my room, stab me with a broken broom. Please don't let me fall asleep, cuz the Boogie Man will creep, through my window, in my room, staaaahhhh......"BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!" It's the incredible, undeadable Boogie Man, go head, pull the covers over your head, hide under them, he don't give a fuck! It'll just make it that much more easier for him to suffocat your face! There's three ways to stop me from doing what I do What? You think I'm gonna tell you? "Mom, Can You Leave The Door Open A Bit?" Thanks, an easy way in you fucking idiot. Now I stretch your neck out, and play it like a banjo, boom, darm, boom, darm, like that shit, yo? Then I strech it out more and fling your head through the wall, it's the Boogie Man y'all!
The Neden Game
Let's meet contestant number one. He's a skitsofrantic, serial-killer clown who says, women love his sexy smile. Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharron. Sharron, what's your question? "Contestant number one, I believe first impressions last forever, so let's say you were to come over to my parent's house and have dinner with me and my family. Tell me what you would do to make that first impression really stick." Let's see, um, well, I'd have to think about it, I might show up in a tux. Hah, but I doubt it. I'd probably just show up naked like I always do and lick your momma in the eye and tell her, FUCK YOU! Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry. I smell spagetti, I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, GET THE FOOD READY! Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed. I'd have top walk up and bust him in his FUCKING LIPS. It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother, I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother. I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this, you know for only 13, she got some BIG tits. After that, your dad will try to jump again, and only this time, I put the FORTY to his chin. After your mom does the dishes and the silverware, I dry fuck her till I nut in my underwear! *laughing* Now, let's me contestant number two, he's a pychopathic, diranged crack head freak who works for the dark carnival. He says women call him strech nuts, Sharron let's hear your question. "I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions, a man who expresses himself in his own special way. Number two, if you fell in love with me, exactly how would you let me know?" First thing, I could never love you. You sound like a richy-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU! But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care, by taking all these other mutha FUCKAS outta here! I'd go through your phone book, and whack 'em all, and find contestant number one, and break his fucking jaw. "WHAT?" Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay, I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all day! I'd grab your titties, and strech 'em down past your waist, let 'em go, and watch 'em both spring up in your face. I'd sing love songs to ya the best I can, get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN! When we go to the beach and walk through the sand, I throw a little in your face, and say, I'm just playin. As you spit it all out, I rub your back, and grab your underwear, and WEDGE IT UP YOUR ASSCRACK! *laughing* Well, it sounds like contestant number two is just overflowing with sensativity Sharron. It's a tough choice so far. Sharron, let's have your last question and see which on is going to win the rights to your neden. "Okay, if we were at dance club, and you both noticed me at the same time, tell me, how would you each get my attention and what would your pick up line be? *well* Who's ever the smoothest wins!" Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar, and tell that I can't believe how fucking fat you are. I'd tell you that I like the way you make your titties shake. And if you lost a little wait, you'd look like Rickie Lake! FUCK THAT, you'd be jocking me quick, I'd order you a drink, and stir it with my dick. And then to get your attention in a crowded place, I'd simply walk up and STICK MY NUTS IN YOUR FACE! Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo, that'll get her. Tell her that she's fat, YEAH, that'll work even better. Look, FUCK YOU, I got a strong rap, you don't want contestant number two, he's mad whack. I walk into a barn and there he was, standing up on a bucket, eewwaa, trying to fuck it. It was a big, fucking smelly, ass farm llama. DAMN DOG, how you gonna dis your momma! *laughing*
Hellalujah
"Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me." "Give God the first portion of your income." "Give it first! Not after the deducts. Not after the social security, and the hospitalization, and the malnutrition. Not after all these things on ya check, ya say 'I'm a give God a little what's left.' You do, and that's what you gonna get from God." Who am I? I'm not the Devil, I can take you to my level, Above the rocks, above the earth, Tell me what your soul is worth. How much money do you make? How much will you let me take? I will give you tranquility, Just send you wealth and checks to me. Life is going to expire, And your soul will burn in fire. You will perish in the thunder, Unless you call my hotline number. God has asked you to make me rich, Me and my fat-whack gaudy bitch. On your T.V.'s late at night, Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the light. "Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jonathan. Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people." "Hello." "Jonathan has problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine, but we can heal this boy! For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!" God called me and then stopped by, And he told me you're gonna die, Unless you buy my holy water, Check, cash, or a money order. This is true, don't question me, I'll even send you shit for free. It's only ten bucks for the call, And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all. Put your lips up to the screen, Close your eyelids, and intervene, Your lips to mine, now send the cash, And while you're there, you can kiss my ass. Take your paycheck, and send me half, And I'll send you God's autograph. I'll get you Allah's, and Bhuddah's too, Even Zeus, I dont give a fuck who, Just send me that money. "Would you like to be healed, little Jonathan?" "Yeah, Reverend." "You see, brothers and sisters, this-" Beep-beep! Beep-beep! "Excuse me. I told you never to page me on a sermon day. Yes? Uh-huh. Hellalujah. Howdy. People, that was the lord, today only, he will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars!" Pass the collection plate, Pass the collection plate, Pass the collection plate, Pass the collection plate, (Show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live.) Your total's twenty-two eleven, Throw your set of keys to heaven. Make the checks out in my name Me or God it's all the same. Bring your crippled ass to me, Pay my usher the holy fee. I'll bless your legs, and bless your chair, Then wheel your bitch ass outta here. Now a special ceremony, This part don't cost any money. Drip a drop of blessed water, Now I fertalize your daughter. Even though I fucked a hooker, Took your baby girl and shook her, You still buy everything I sell, And I'm livin' well, See you in hell! "Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five thousan- Hellalujah! You did it, brothers and sisters! Are you ready, Jonathan? Lord almighty, we've met your price, give me the healing power, I can feel it! Lord! Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is healed!" "Huh?" "Now, to the naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been healed, but I can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! Inside this tangled, mangled frame is a healed little boy. His spirit is healed! Hellalujah!" "Country Cookin', can I take your order?" "You want the red-eye gravy with that?" "With chitlins or black-eyed peas?" "Lemme cypher up your bill, here." "That comes to fourteen nintey-five." "Okay, be ready quicker that two jiggles of a jackrabbit's ass."
Down With The Clown
this one goes out to the ninjas thats been down since COC naw fuck that since dogbeats naw fuck that since basement cuts mutha fucker how long will the juggalo's be down with me. how long 'til they forget me check it out. what if i grew another fucking head, and his name was violent ed. and he head butt me every time i cussed. i would need to microphones when i bust. would you show me love even with another head. or would you be like fuck you and ed. or what if i sold out like a bitch. and took the make up off and went soft crew. called myself detroit southwest lover and put my ugly ass face on the other cover. with r&b's top ten hit. and we had jodeci sing all over our shit. fuck that though. yo i'm a juggalo, so don't forget like you did with milenko. what about when the world's like fuck us kill us what will you be? down what about when i'm 103? what will you be? down down. what about when the worlds like fuck us, kill us? what will you be? down what about when the carnival comes to your town? i'm gon be down with the clown. how long will you be down with a ghetto bumpin'. i say i'm sick in the nugget and you love it. i ate a dead body. i ain't proud of it. i told you all about it, and you all applaud it. i got problems. i'm haunted by a carnival. i could run and tell a doctor but what for. i'll just put it on tape with a fat beat, and make a quick buck. i'm like fuck. i coulda came out sportin' some Hammer pant's. kick steppin' with shags and tryin' to dance. keep your mom happy keepin' it soft. i'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off. i know then you'd probably start to trip and swing at me and hit violent ed in the lip. look i don't even know what i'm tryin' to say just don't forget me like you did with rod bay. chorus. i'm gon be down, i'm gon be down. down with the clown 'til i'm dead in the ground. (reapeat over and over)
Just Like That
Jump out of bed, and I head for the grapenuts, eat 'em quick, and they soggy, and that sucks. Trying to find a clean pair or socks and a shirt, still sportin the same drawers, even though they hurt. In the fridge, there's a faygo, it tastes ill, cuz it's fatter then a bitch on a bigwheel. I got a few moneybacks and little change, so I'm heading to the store when the phone rings. "What up man, check it out, I know this bitch, she's got another friend with her and her dad's rich, if we find us a ride out to Wyandotte, guarenteed, we can fuck 'em both on the spot." Oh shit, let me call Bill-Bill, I wanna go, I let my nuts through the windmill. He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark, cuz I know he can get the fuckin Skylark. He said he can, but he's broke, and it needs gas, but I wanna up on his faygo, think fast. I know my brother Jump Steady got a few bones, but that's going through his shit when he ain't home. "Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten, no need to get punched in ur head again, tell Mike to scoop me up on the way, and it's faygos and neden hoes all day!" Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro Wings on my feet, lock the house, and wait for 'em in the street. I wish I had a piece or gum or something, fuck, my mouth still kinda tastes like grapenuts. Here they come, nope, wasn't them. Seems like the same car's driving by again, it pulls up "Hey man, your outta luck" W-whadda say man? BOOM! . Fuck!
Pass Me By
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it, it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry about being moved out of it. It will be yours forever." I got shot, Baa! The murder was heinous. The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus. And I was hit, that was it, on the spot, Flash, I woke up in a parking lot. And I'm sittin in a '64 Rinekeys, With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys. I look around I can't believe that it's possible, I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival. I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of, Everybody and they mamma got clownlove. Japanese, Lebenese, and Chinese, Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's. (woo-woo) Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers, Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers. I see my old homey, he died in a drag, Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?" And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk, I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it. And to think, I always been afraid to die, But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why. (Chorus:) We all gonna die. But I'm not gonna fry. Even though most never try, I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no. (end chorus) (chorus) I was born. First they threw me in a shitpile. I dealt with it, and lived there for a while. I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down, Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown. Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top, Free money, and mad bitches non-stop. No water, it's faygo on tap, I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack wit' it, Cuz I can, cuz I'm fat paid, I got a five story funhouse with a maid, And she walks 'round wit' her titties hangin' out, And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off. (woo-woo) I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see, Jimmy Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E, Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off, We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt, There's no fights, it's a perfect match, Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' ta cabbage patch, And ta think, I've always been afraid to die, But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why. (chorus) (chorus) Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin', hey, Well picture this, ya nuts burnin' that way. And a roman candle stickin' in ya butthole, That's where the greedy stank mutha fuckas go. This is our hell now, we livin' in it, But this bullshit'll be over in a minute, Then it's off to the faygos and neden hoes, New clothes, and patent leather for your toes. (w00-woo) And while ya sit around cryin' for ya dead friend, He's chillin' up there, hey, gettin' mad ends. He's probably there tryin' ta figure out why you're sad, He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad. And for those who ain't down for the next man, Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can, And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya somthin', Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's comin'. (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (break) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus)
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers
INTRO
Hello there sir Well I'll tell ya, I've lived here all my life and I never once noticed this place You need a sign out there or somethin buddy, probably bring some business to the joint Yes, how may I help you today? I'm lookin for some kind of uh...some kind of clock or somethin, somethin for the old man He collects old shit like this and I figured, I figured I'd get 'em somethin before he dies and rots on me ya know? Ah well perhaps you can use a gift yourself? Well I'm not much for old shit like this myself But I insist, I have somethin just right for you. This will help you find more then you are looking for A candle huh? Yeah well maybe I'm in the wrong place Concider it a gift from your neighbor But I heh....have electricity in my house Nah this is no ordinary candle by boy. Come closer and witness the light that this magical candle will shed apon your life Listen uh, I really gotta get goin Witness my friend, witness the light, of the Amazing Jeckel Brothers!
JAKE JECKEL
Boom shaka boom (3x) Lady's and gentelmen meet your guardian Your keepers of morals...hehehe kindness The path to shangrila is led by heeeee led by you He is of your positivity he is of your love Meet one half of the jugglin duo That is your soul I'm talkin about Jake Jeckel Jeckel another J catch one more They'll try and catch all thats instore for you How many souls will fall from the sky? How many souls burned wonderin why? (repeat)
BRING IT ON
Welcome everyone to the big show Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival Remove your hats or we'll cut off your heads Show respect your amongst the dead Don't like bigots and richy boy fucks Ain't shit changed bitch, check us Detroit, Southwest murderers die The greatest spectical under the sky 5 Cards came and made they mark From moon you gone down platin park Fuck the drum kits, xylaphone, chello I'm a wicked clown bitch "hello" Everbody come jump in our rides Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side Wagons, tents are swept of a breeze Can't nobody get with these, motha fucka BRING IT ON BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) Violent J, Shaggy serial killers with style Fashion of the 2000 and beyond Voodoo, chicken and magical wands Dead bigots, face down in the ponds Broken neck with the flick of our wrist All this playa hatin gettin me pissed Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe Swishers, Faygo's and Kung Foo blow's If Jake jeckel drop 88 card No more chicks just sizlin balls I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire Bite your neck and set your head on fire Shoot me with silver bullets OK I'll pull 'em out, pawn 'em and get paid Here try my liquarish treat I know dead folk that chew they feet Carnival moves in shadow of time And he's runnin a little behind, bitch BRING IT ON BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) Insane Clown Posse ICP Ax murdering done with a touch of detroit class Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Jeckel Drop ball Shangrila die 1 for your greed 2 for your lies Shaggs 2 Dope serial killah Ax murder boy, wig cap peelah I can wear a philly jacket and look fresh I'm pimpin like David Caresh...was People think I got bombs in my locka Teachers try to open it up, I'M A SOCK HER Get the Fuck back and leave me alone Before I have to come to your home, and see ya Wind me up and I can do flips And put the smack down on your lips Billy Boy Rude and Jump Steady Tom Tubs Stephan Legs, Double A got love Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar Got folk love, people love whatever you are Fork side ways I'm a jugglin man Can't nothin reign bitch BRING IT ON BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT, BRING IT (x7) BRING IT, BRING IT (x2) ... jibberish...
I WANT MY SHIT
It was like March, April Fuckin Lebro Torus, born in 1775 I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still alive I used to hang with the original, billy the kid You probably think I'm only playin but, I did My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show Mamma a fortune tella, Azmerella Zella Anyway they had sex on a Oija board And I was born the next day Violent J When I was 14 I tripped on the train track And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack I'm out cold, they though it would fuck me up I got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what? Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy child of the Witch heffer Whatever Tied me up burned me and threw stones Had a few scrapes and cuts Smokey Nuts After that they started bowin and shit Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get I said get off my dick I ain't a savior I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava 4 simple things in this bitch before I die I want a rusy ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget And a little sip of Faygo to Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva DIE! 50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks I ain't even got hair on my nuts I left the village in the search of my ends, I wrestled Alligators Battled terminators Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me I faught in the civil war, Yankees army I walked across enemie lines with a mack 10 Man they didn't even have that shit back then How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up? Well atleast make this shit sound real man damn! I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern Steddy takin cannon balls To the balls The war ended, I traveled the country horse back Until this fool tried to horse jack He put his gat to my head and blew my face up Didn't even smear the makeup I took his gun a put a divit in his neck The sherriff didn't like it I got endited 87 long years in the state pen Till they finally forgot why they put me in They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin On they way out they like "Yo ain't you like a houndred and somethin?" I'm said Yeah thats right, and I ain't gonna die till I get my shit motha fucka!!! I want a rusy ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget Just a little sip or two Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva DIE! I slept under bridges, lived in a valley Climbed up mountains, searched the alleys More years passed and I still ain't died Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side My homie has an empala blue '67 Last night we hit the road pushin 111 I stuck my head out the window told 'em forward the most And let my nugget ping off a light post hahahaha hell yeah cuz, yeah it hurts a little bit but then ya gotta straight bust The world hates me cuz of shit like this They always try and kill me but, MISS I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted My tongues a little long I choke people with it Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it And I told ya my neck can strech for miles I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files People wanna see me die for then a little bit But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!! I want a rusy ax I wanna know voodoo A fat bitch named Bridget I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew Till I get my shit in this motha fucka I will neva Die! Die (2x)
BITCHES W/ OL' DIRTY BASTARD
Bitches (3x) Bitch what tha fuck? What ya try to do to me? You wasn't true to me When I was locked up you fucked somethin like 34 guys But I let that slide Cuz your ass is bangin, your titties is phat I wanted to fuck that, but fuck that I never gave a fuck that, you put it through the courts And gave me genital warts Now I stack my nine, I'm goin for your knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze As your standin there I'ma be like BITCH! You know you done fucked up right? Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) Bitch don't talk about bitches I'm fuckin them Please no fat bitches I'm fuckin slim Unless its one of those nights I'm smokin my shit I don't camp out high, I'm fuckin that shit How much it cost big fat crack head? Ain't tryin to hear all them words you said Five minutes bitch, then I came Fuck your name, and from were you came I don't give a fuck bitch, I will kill you You Sequeta You Bolinda You to Pation BITCH!!! Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (4x) One thing I can't stand is these bitches Tryin to take my riches, when I ain't even got none I never lies, you knew what I wanted all the while My dick in your vertical smile We kiss and hug, snug and tickle But the bitch wouldn't even buff my fuckin pickle She fucked everybody else in the place It's all good, NOW LET ME HEAD BUTT YOUR FACE! Bitch I love you but now ya gotta die Girl you know I love you but now ya gotta die Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (repeat)
TERRIBLE
Motha fucka! You don't know shit do ya? You wouldn't know shit if it whiped kicked you in your ugly bitch ass face You ain't even begun to expierence drama motha fucka Your mamma, your motha fuckin big fat chicken faced assed mamma Don't even know about this drama, MOTHA FUCKA! Oh my god look at that, turn it up please Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little knees Somebody took her black thing and went thug Thats terrible he heard about it for months What about that one nobody guy that they found dead in the grass With his dick in his, ass Unless there was more But you won't recall cuz Micheal Jackson squeezed up on some little kids balls What you concider DRAMA it ain't all that It's just that your whack With Intergalactic satellite data compress YES but we can't feed the homeless And then OJ's big story unfolded Everybody watched that while Okalahoma exploded 900 good reasons why this world don't really care Thats what it costs for a wheel chair!! Terrible What ya know it's terrible Terrible, you don't know whats terrible (2x) Laaady daah we gotta protest that Cuz some rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat Walked in his concert and tear 'em to hell Cuz he's so fuckin TERRIBLE! Mean while his record sells double and triple Cuz of YOU whinin bout him rubbin his nipple Religious? Shit, you helped them bands Instead of helpin them poor people eatin outta them garbage cans When your done with that bitch come protest me Shiiiiit motha fucka I could use the money The hole world was cryin when Kurt went KABANG When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no thang Rapper dies of aids but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a legend Heroine and a shot gun and a hero was made Maybe I should do that shit so J can get paid Terrible What ya know it's terrible Terrible, you don't know whats terrible (2x) Rebel flag, in your school Rebel flag, in your park Rebel flag, in your court room Rebel flag, in your heart Rebel flag, stood for slavery Rebel flag, stood for war Rebel flag, stood for hatred But just go ahead and hang your flag up some more Don't worry about my god damn flag boy whats terrible is you damn rappers cursin The country we live in was built by slaves Beat at and murderd and stuffed in they graves You put a slave owner on a 1 dollar bill And you wanna know why I kill people!!!! Bombs are blowin up cops are corrupt And all ya care about is who the president fucked! You don't even know terrible, you will As soon as our wagons come over the HILL! Terrible What ya know it's terrible Terrible, you don't know whats terrible (2x) You don't even know whats in store for that bitch ass of yours Let me get a look at that bitch ass of yours There it is it looks like a bitches ass you bitch ass motha fucka!!!! Terrible What ya know it's terrible Terrible, you don't know whats terrible (repeat)
I STAB PEOPLE
I stab people, 4 or 5 people every day I tried to see a shrink to stop that shit but there aint no FUCKIN way I stabed 'em, this nurse and his fuckin cat Stabbed 'em, stabbed 'em all like that! I stab people I know, I stabbed Alex my manager He was like "WHAT THA FUCK!" I stabbed 'em in the gut! I order food just to stab the guy when he gets there I don't care, I stab anybody anywere I stabbed the mailman he was pissed He tried to mace me I'm too quick with the stab, come on come on mace me I stabbed Twiztid Jamie Madrox I stabbed 'em Myzery stabbed me, ahh god damn 'em I stab old people old ladies little kids I don't give a fuck I stabbed the fat guy in the butt, hehe what I stabbed Pete Rose, I stabbed 'em twice in the nipple I'm violent J and I stab people Maybe somebody can help me (repeat)
ANOTHER LOVE SONG
Yeah, I mean I hear what your sayin I mean you got carried away in the moment I could fogive you.....I could do that I could do anything if I wanted I could buy you a Lexus Truck with a white leather interior I could kill off some bears and dogs and shit just to make you a fur coat I could love you and treat you with class And have babies fallin all out your ass Thinkin about that I feel I'd rather kill you Cuz I got you in my car you ain't goin no were bitch your dead I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you fucked my homie (2x) I could take all the face paint off and get a real job workin for your dad I would rather take a 10 lbs axe and stick it in your daddy's forehead I could let you move into my house You fuck the neighbor everytime I go out And whipe his nut on my pillow But I think I'd rather kill you Cuz we parked here all alone on this here dark allyway, hey I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you fucked my homie (2x) I'm the one that killed your preciouse cat and stuffed 'em in your fuckin mail box If I only hadn't cut off my hair, I'd choke you with all my dred locks When I scream at the moon everynight You shoulda knowns somethin just ain't right Cuz I'm gonna slap you And then I'm going to kill you Cuz the moon told me to and it's watching us right now I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you fucked my homie (2x) I could go back to school instead and try and get my diploma I'd much rather bang your head on the wall untill you fall into a coma Cuz I can't get you outta my head I'd cut my head off but then I would be dead And I ain't the only motha fucka thats diein So lets just die together I'd rather cut that neck in half I'd rather choke out that bitch ass I'd rather chop and never stop Cuz you fucked my homie (repeat)
EVERYBODY RIZE
Smile I'ma blow a hole in your neck And leave ya standin there lookin stupid like Beck Everybody jump to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN Fuck rednecks dum diddy dum Barrels in your mouth, shreds your tongue Everybody jump to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN Fuck Gene Simmons you make me sick Psycho sick you just stole my shit Spit your blood out and do your dance But I'ma kick that ass through your leather pants Fuck Palooza big festivals Never sell out with you bitch ass hoes Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN Everybody raized on the East side Everybody raized on the West side Everybody raized on the North side South side, everybody rize (2x) Money, I was raised up without shit Thats how I'll die, thats how I'll live Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN! I SCREAM! I make towers shatter I hoop the moon through the rings of Saturn Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN! I say what I want, whatever I feel Fuck your big contract record deal Paper ain't shit you's amungst the dead Dark Carnival alacoombaciad Fuck video, and radio play Fucker, shit, can suck my dick all day Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN! Everybody raized on the East side Everybody raized on the West side Everybody raized on the North side South side, everybody rize (2x) Suck my dick Suck my dick Suck my dick Now thats straight from my heart Suck my dick Suck my dick Suck my dick Suck.... my.... dick Michael Isner can suck my dick If he got some kinda problem with my shit Everybody jump to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WIT THA CLOWN! Your just a FAGGOT! Korn FAGGOT! They call you that cuz you act like a bitch Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE, FUCK OUTTA HERE! Fuck skin color everybodies blue Then what would all these biggots do? Instead of your tone, they'd hate your size Thats why I must pluck out all of there eye's ICP We roam alone Ever sence then Inner City Ghetto Zone Now everybody jumps to the juggalo sound FUCK OUTTA HERE IF YOU AIN'T DOWN WITH THA CLOWN!!!!!! Everybody raized on the East side Everybody raized on the West side Everybody raized on the North side South side, everybody rize (repeat)yeah, If you flipped this message, cause you think there is some secret message there aint shit!
PLAY WITH ME
Every year there's more of us and all we do is fill the box You might play with me at first a couple days a week at tops Just like your super atomic retro blasma car We will all get tossed inside just like the piece of shit we are I will be your fantasy your imaginary special friend I can feel you rumbling no need to talk to them But instead you toss me in the box we need to rot away Hoping you will pick me again some day, hey hey Why don't you come play with me and take me to the other side Most of them are raggady and we all are locked inside (2x) I will listen to your bibble babble jibber talk But when you go in tonight you'll leave me out here on the walk You'll ignore your little friend or trade me for somethin instead Please come get your doggy don't let him chew off my FUCKIN head All your mom and daddy do is work and fight thats all they do I can understand the way you feel because I feel it to But you leave me in the box and I can hardly hear you play Lost among the toys of yesterday, hey hey hey hey Why don't you come play with me and take me to the other side Most of them are raggady and we all are locked inside (2x) Boys and girls fuck that old crusty shit! Come down and get your brand new, haha shiney, slimey, atomic shithead! I can see you near the bed when I look through this tiny crack You'll become a children now and I don't see you turnin back 7 years of darkness I can only hope my wish comes true That some day I'll get you in my hands...AND I'LL PLAY WITH YOU!!!!!! Why don't you come play with me and take me to the other side Most of them are raggady and we all are locked inside
JACK JECKEL
Boom shaka boom shaka (3x) Lady's and gentlemen come here, major greeting Your keeper of wickedry the path to shangrila Is missled by he missled by you He is of your NEGATIVITY, he is of your HATE Meet the other half of the jugglin duo That is your soul The AMAZING JACK JECKEL!!!! Jeckel another J catch one more They'll try and catch all thats instore for you How many souls will fall from the sky? How many souls burned wonderin why? (repeat)
FUCK THE WORLD
If I only could I'd set the world on fire (x3) Say fuck the world FUCK THE WORLD! Fuck 'em all FUCK 'EM ALL Fuck you, fuck me, fuck us Fuck Tom fuck Mary fuck Gus Fuck dairies, fuck the west coast and fuck everybody on the east EAT SHIT AND DIE, or fuck off atleast Fuck pre-schoolers, fuck rulers, kings and queens fuck gold jewlers Fuck wine coolers Fuck chickens, fuck ducks Everybody in your crew sucks punk motha fucks Fuck cridicts, fuck your review Even if you like me, FUCK YOU! Fuck your mom, fuck your moms mamma Fuck the Beastie Boy's and the dalli llama Fuck the rain forest, fuck a forest gump You probably like it in the RUMP, fuck a shoe pump Fuck the real deal, and fuck all the fakes Fuck all 52 states, oooh And fuck you If I only could I'd set the world on fire (3x) If I only could I'd set the world on fire (keep repeating) Say fuck the world FUCK THE WORLD! Fuck 'em all FUCK 'EM ALL (2x) Fuck opera fuck operah fuck a soap operah Fuck a pop locker and a cock blocker Fuck your girlfriend I probably did her already Fuck Kile and his brother Tom Petty, jump steady My homie fuck 'em what are ya gonna do Fuck that bitch man fuck you Yeah well fuck you to Don't bother to analyze these rhymes In this song I say FUCK 93 times Fuck the president, fuck your welfare Fuck your government and fuck Fred Bear Fuck Newgent, like anybody gives a fuck You like to hunt a lot, SO FUCKIN WHAT! Fuck disco, count a monty crisco Fuck cisco, and Jack and Jerry Brisco And fuck everyone that went down with the titanic, in a panick I'm like, FUCK YOU ALL!!!! If I only could I'd set the world on fire (keep repeating) Say fuck the world FUCK THE WORLD! Fuck 'em all FUCK 'EM ALL (2x) Fuck Celine Deon and fuck Deon Walrick You both make me sick, suck my dick Fuck the Berlin wall, both sides of it And fuck Lial Luvit, whoever the fuck that is Fuck everybody in the hemisphere Fuck them across the world and fuck them right here You know the guy who operates the Rouge river draw bridge in delray on jefferson? FUCK HIM! Fuck your idea, fuck your gonarea, fuck your diareah, Rocky Miavia Fuck your wife your homie did he's fuckin you Fuck the police and the 50 to Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe Fuck everybody inside Whoevers on the cover, fuck his mother Fuck your homies little brother from along the way And fuck Violent J
THE SHAGGY SHOW
From southwest detroit deep within zug islands industrial waste deopository It's SHAGGY Time!!! Hey, how ya doin down there It's nice to see ya, alright! Waddup ya'll? Welcome to the show I'm Shaggy like you don't fuckin know This is my sidekick, fat pat He goes, hehehe, and all of that Anyway on my way here I almost died This bitch in front of me was like 105 They worry about drunks and late night truckers Old ass bitches tryin to kill motha fuckas This lady's got her left blinker on for an hour or more Then she makes a right into my side door This comedy shit's gettin old The game is to be sold, not to be told You can feel the excitment right? Snoop Dogg is with us tonight hahaha thats what I'm sayin Shit, on the Shaggy Show shiit we ain't playin And that ain't it, also on the show Anotha motha fucka that well, most of ya know You see 'em with me a lot, he's like a brother VIOLENT J'S IN THIS MOTHA FUCKA I like that kid Violent J Hey Mike "Whats up?" how ya doin today? "Just great Shaggz" well thats great Lets give a hand, to Mike E. Clark and that gangsta fun band! We'll be right back with Violent J! Do your homies have money? Are you broke? Yeah Do bitches look at you like some kind of joke? Straight up! Theres nothin you can do but get your PHD Playa Hata's Degree? Thats right Awww hell yeah Player Haters Academy located on welfarm in Detroit offers the finest in Playerhation tactics Yeah thats right Such as the bitch hater Hey man fuck that fine ass bitch! Or the look shooker Yo bitch I may be ugly but atleast I ain't got no money! Or the never ending shooting star Just cuz he got a car he wanna be drivin that bitch! Get your PHD and join a nation of playerhation WORD UP! Ok, my first guest, he's nuty as hell He just served a half a year in the county jail Now he's back, for now atleast Hey Violent J's in this bitch ass piece Waddup yall? Whats happenin Been 6 months and my dick ain't haven it If I don't hurry up and get me some ass I might bust this nut on your tv glass Anyway I'm workin on my brand new shit A brand new group with my homies twiztid It's called Dark Lotus, should I play some for ya'll? Hell Nah Now I been hearin a little about this and that About you havin some kinda panick attack Tell us, um is it true? And when you have one, what tha fuck do you do? Well I'll be sittin there enjoyin a coffe And then all of a sudden I'm like, GET OFF ME! Then I start chokin out pedestriens Untill they give me my shot of calapalestrien But thats all over now and thats that I'm a perfectly normal necropheliac Just don't test me, or pull strings forget it I might grab your neck and do bad things with it Well on that note, thank you J, for real Well just pop you one of them selopian pills Take your ass back stage and relax Snoop Dogg is commin up next!!! Stay right here we'll be right back I like my chilli hot, as a matter of fact I like my chilli so god damn hot That you can cook a hogs ass in a spoonfull When a workin man such as myself wants a little hot fixin I reach for that bottle of mammas god damn hot chilli Smooth tender chunks filled with chilli beans filled with mamma's hot bastard bacon bits And drizled with just the right amount of thick savery sauce Drippin with noodle nuggets and Texas onions mmmm mmmmm thats hot, god damn hot! Ask for it by name Thanx fellas, alright yo were back My next guest pioneerd the sound of rap He's come a long way from the LBC Please welcome Snoop D-O double G Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane It's the big dogg yo fuckin wit the insane Clown, get down nigga I represent the town Hey yo Violent J lets go half on this pound I stay gangsta lay fine, I drop the bomb They call me Snoop Dogg and I can raise your arm So any dick that seem to disagree with me Step up and watch your motha fuckin ass meet the fee Snoop, what?, you got platnem on your wall Where all the fools starin scratch there balls They wanna be like you, they wanna try ta steal your flows Yo, why is that so? It's like everywere I look, and everywere I go Some bitch ass nigga tryin to steal my flow But I don't pay 'em no attention oh should I mention I'm all about the money and riddin in cars with suspension Bounce makin on the corners smokin dope Smokin that weed hangin out with my lopes Folks don't give a fuck about nothin at all Thats why I'm known to the world as big motha fuckin Snoop Dogg, nigga Snoop Dogg everybody Now we gotta bring a close to our party Thanx Violent J my lope And thank you Snoop for that bag of smoke Join us next time for the show We'll have that one bitch from Letters To Cleo Thats it for now, I'm out this bitch Hey yo gangsta fun, show 'em how ya got rich!
MAD PROFESSOR
He He He Oh shit he's here Hi Hi ya doing Is this the right place for that furniture ahh Yeah sure is come on in Pretty nice place you got here cobwebs are a nice touch So that's the couch eh Yeah we got some um take a look at the apolstry right there That's pretty fuckin nice I haven't seen Woah you all right there Excuse me real apolstry I ain't seen nothin like that since shit like back in the... Mother Fucker You want my couch You mother fucker I need your muther fuckin brain You can't have my couch What da the fuck you thinking Now come here you big fat muther fucker get on the table I was never popular this I'll admit fuck school School never liked me cool All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me See momma and mother they owned a lot of property They had a science lab in the basement and that's where my free time Well were my time was spent I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked 3 times Cluck Cluck Cluck then it was dead I made a lot of things though Like a frog with a turkey neck it was tha shit yeah But im still lonely I need a homie So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made me a girlie friend But fuck that I got my girlie right here yeah You can call me mad professor I will build a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity So this is like where you live That's right why you don't like it I mean oh my god it's dirty Do you like? Hehe Shut up bitch Give me your tippie toes I used some many body parts it was crazy I killed a whole bunch of muther fucker like what 80 They all chipped in on my special friend Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend come on I hear the other children playing outside "Keep it down you little bitches I'll skin your fuckin hide" Trunks full this parts wack Somehow I gotta attach this nut sack Shit fuck I'm sawing of an elbow Looking at the meter on my quazar zifter low Or better yet look out the fuckin window I see a storm comin it's all most time to roll Screw the head on come on come It's the dugish rugish bone OK it's time hit the switch turn it up a hertz Fuck shit didn't work You can call me mad professor I will build a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity Hey Hey you call for a wrecker Sure did come on in I got the truck ready out side I'm gonna go ahead Oh muther fucko what you'd hit me with a fuckin frying pan What's up what that bra You crazy muther fucko ow that shit hurts Come here I'm gonna fuck you up Get back here He's trying to kill me It wasn't always easy let me tell ya But fuck that uhh cause I ain't no failure I put the shit with the veins and snip that wait a minute You here that Yeah It's alive I just gotta wake it up Hand me that rock and lime Pour it in the cup and give it to his ass wait hold up pause I ain't cleaning his draws man fuck that Get him set get 'im ready its all most time Paint his ugly ass face up almost like mine I see him twitching I'm on a roll He can help me tell the whole world about the carnival Turn the hertz all the way up for this shit And just wait for that lightning bolt to hit Did it work you make the call? "Shaggy ?" What up Y'all? You can call me mad professor I will build a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity
ASSASSINS
You know who your fuckin wit? W-W-W-W-W-W-W-Wicked clowns (repeat) I walked through river rouge and saw this man He was chubba he was 1m I snatched his jewelry and ran I caught up with Nate he said I think it's worth a grand He smiled then he cringled then he shook my hand The Deal is goin down I need the money so I'm giddy The fuckin snake was crule all I got was 750 My mother threw my out I called my sister a whore Now my house is abandoned, my bed is the floor It's been a week I haven't eaten I starve and I crawl Saw my teacher Ms. Delana Oak at Wellington Mall I broke into her dosten and jumped in the back And waited for the bitch to put my shanke through her neck She offered her cars key's cried and said please She promised not to tell and gave me A's and B's I said I want your money bitch and all I can sell I looked into her eyes and she was SCARED AS HELL! I knew she was a snitch so I cut off her tongue Now happy with the trigger now I'm on the run AN ASSASSIN Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Don't fuck with me Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Don't fuck with me Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown You know who your fuckin wit? W-W-W-W-W-W-W-Wicked clowns (repeat) My father was a priest cold blooded he's dead Hipocret he was a bigot so I cut off his head Poored out the holey water bless the dead is what I said And heard the demons screamin as his body bled Now I'm drunk on the freeway just the other day I saw a fine hitch hiker and I wanted to play Pulled up to the curb so I can offer a ride She said thanx I said no thang and she got inside I'm peepin as I'm creepin I'm packin an erection I'm stairin with my dick I'm like LOOK which direction Made it to her ave, she got out and said see ya Hey babe why don't ya chill and kill this 2 liter Went into my trailer, I filled up the glass Before she took a sip I had my dick in her ass I banged it and banged it the shit was obserd Like she was Sporty Spice and I was some fuckin nerd Then she rolled over and gave me a kiss She said "When am I gettin paid?" WHAT BITCH? First I tried to choke her she went for the door She said "Welcome to the desease theres no cure for" Bitch I love you but now you gotta die I chased her through the door but she slammed it in my eye She passed by my boy and I knew he was strapped Billy pulled out his gun and shot the bitch in her back Still about 30, I went for the hatchet And screamed at the moon like a sick psychopatchic Chopin and chopin they said "J what tha fuck?" On the news they found her head stuffed up her butt, WHAT? I'm an ASSASSIN hahaha a motha fuckin assassin An assassin Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Don't fuck with me Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown Don't fuck with me Wicked Clowns wicked clown Wicked clowns wicked clown
ECHOSIDE
Echoside Echoside not without my echoside Imagine a place that exists beyond, a place that seldom seen A place that even the wickedest souls that burn have never been There was a soul named Dameon he was nothin heaven to say Instead he was cast to the flames of hell to serve an eternal grave Even in the After life things don't always go as planned Satan's relm see's through, it's hectic and over changed Dameon earned his spot in hell right until his dieing day So the wagons took his sorry soul and taunted him all the way They finally reached that resting place and endless pit of fire But Dameon had excapte throught the back door of Satan's lair Out the back entrance of hell with no were else to hide His time is just a toomb resting in the Echoside Echoside Echoside not without my echoside (4x) In the Background: Take Me to the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me from the nethervoid and bury me in black Take me from the echoside and never bring me back Dameon ran as far as he could before his legs began decaying There were many dead trees of blood red skies and headless children playing A wicked man with a long black tongue saw Dameons legs were dead So he layed on top of Dameon and then licked the back of his neck and said Backwords talking saying: Fuck the Devil Fuck That Shit We Believe in life legit If you diggin what we say Why you throw your sould away? Echoside Echoside not without my Echoside (4x) In the background: Take Me to the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me from the nethervoid and bury me in black Take me from the echoside and never bring me back Backwards talking again saying: Fuck The Devil Fuck That Shit We Believe in life legit If you diggin what we say Why you throw your soul away? Dameon crawled for many hours in puddles of blood he lay Torcherd by everything he saw yet wishin along the way His arms decayed and fell off his body as he rolled along the floor Still trying not too look back, as if something else were in store The clouds above were dark and hot yet dripping with blood rain The ground infested with rodents that crawled throughout his veins As Dameon layed in Echoside, hells screames could still be heard Blood red skie would flicker with the torchering that occured Thinking that he escaped every scream he heard he laughed With the headless children pointing and urinating in his lap He finally saw some fortress gates so he quickly rolled into it These red gates were the front doors of hell, he never knew it, he he Echoside Echosid not without my echoside In the Background: Take Me to the shadows on the other side of time If there is a hell then there must be a behind Take me from the nethervoid and bury me in black Take me from the echoside and never bring me back (repeat all until song is done)
NOTHING LEFT
Shaggy: Man, I love you guys man. J: Man shut the fuck up man why you always got to ruin the moment? Shaggy fuck you! Ain't nothin left here for me So I'm out this bitch Fuck stayin here I'm buzzin the fuck all the bout We out this motha fucka right now Theres no story that ain't been told There ain't no gimic that ain't been sold Theres no ocean that never been swam Theres no jaba that ain't been slamed There ain't no road that ain't been traveled There ain't no doctor that ain't been baffled Ain't no thug that never cried Ain't no preacher that never lied Theres no rumor that ain't been passed Ain't no question that no one asked Theres no tree that won't get chopped Theres no bomb that won't get dropped Ain't no path that no ones laid AIn't no beast that ain't been afraid Theres no feet that no one can Theres no saga that never began Ain't no snow that didn't melt Theres no punch that never been felt Theres no skill that no ones learned Theres no planet that he ain't turned Theres no fued that never disolved There ain't no problem that ain't been solved Theres no tail that no ones told Theres no beuty that won't get old Theres no garden the sun ain't beemed on Theres no shoulder that ain't been leaned on Theres no color that ain't been seen Purple, yellow, forest green Theres no desert that ain't seen rain Nobody here that ain't felt pain Theres no bigot that ain't been clowned Theres no treasure that I ain't found Ain't no cave they ain't never explored Ain't no mother that ain't been ignored Theres no leader that ain't been led Theres no blood that ain't been shed Theres no dish they never made Ain't no brick they never laid Everything left's been done before Nothings new, no were to explore On the day the wagons come I'll just pray that you let me on (repeat) Hey Jack Jeckel fly Twist and spin to the other side (repeat)
The Wraith Shangri-La
Thy Intro
(The Wraith)
Jumpsteady: (Green Wind and Pearl White Grass - Lightning Flashes Deep within Dark Red Forest - Star Showers, Book 4 - Chapter 90, Love 4 Once)
A presense can be felt by those who have followed thy epic saga as told by thy Insane Clown Posse. It is a presense that is synonymous with thy crumbling of time itself. Thus emerges a being so powerful that he can exist both the land of the living, and that of the dead. He goes by many names but is known to thy living only as The Wraith. He walks upon worlds fogotten, and descends from heavens; fade into gray to witness thy death of all mortal things, so that he may guide thy departed upon thy path that they have chosen (Shangri-La). Here is the story of thy path to Shangri-La, thy 6th Jokers Card. Only now will we truly understand thy meaning of thy saga, for this saga all along, each Jokers Card, is actually none other than... thy echo of our lives.
Walk Into The Light
(The Wraith)
Thy Carney: Hurry up, show's startin'!
Thy Random Patron: I can't believe they're still having it! I better get my butt in there right now!
Thy Ring Leader: (Diamond Twist into Magic Mist - 222 - Book of Wishes Lost - Page 765 - Chapter 56)
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to thy sensational and amazing.. Carnival of Carnage! They said it couldn't happen, they said it wouldn't last, but boys and girls and eveyone we've got a carnival for that ass! Tens of thousands of freaks, sideshows, and fools, a carnival who together lives by their own rules.
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Black Orchid Flowers: Verse Yellow 9: Nostrastaleness - Time Traps)
We looked into thy stars, foretold everyone: something dark and wicked this way comes (This way comes)
We told of oddities, crawling from thy dark, and a carnival which we can all belong (ALL BELONG)
I dwell upon thy streets, and I can tell you this: I see some circus, Juggalo shit going on
People drawn together, by rare and scrubby music, and we even gather once a year to PUT IT DOWN!
Syn Chorus: (Book of Kipling, Michelle Harmon - Diamond Gravel Chips and Warm Snow - Verse 13 - Sky Green Oceans - 99:7)
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right
Violent J: (Flitter Butterflies - Church of the Dark Carnival, Dallas TX - Fay Goasis 74:8)
I hold a bloddy axe, dress in hatchet red, we speak languages people don't understand (DON'T UNDERSTAND)
I send Faygos via punted clear across a stadium in fashion only fuckin' Juggalos could ever demand
I got ninjas in my backyard wearing Anybody Killa paint, I'm thinkin', "What the fuck is going on?"
Then I see thy platnium on thy wall, and I realize thy Carnival's been right here all along, so let's bring it on!
Syn, Shaggy 2 Dope, and Violent J chorus:
With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes', and carnivals of Faygo, we're just trying to tell you all about thy light, right
Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right
Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Ruby Waterfalls and Balloon Blue Trees - Chapter 12 - 9:42:8 - Hotties in Hatchet Thongs)
Thy crows have overlooked, we gave you all they gave, the carousel will spin on through thy night (THROUGH THY NIGHT)
In Oz I'd be thy Wizard, 'cause I'm overwhelmed, but we just hoped thy Jokers Cards would point you to thy light / So you'll be tight / Right
(chorus repeats)
Welcome To The Show
(The Wraith)
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Magic Ninjas with Diamond Swords - Book of Pestonia - Yellow Rubies - Verse 88:8, 7:54,89,32,63 Harmoniously Juggalonious - Purple Rudy)
Well hello, boys and girls! Come on in, see thy show. It's the mystical, magical, great Dark Carnival
Don't bother looking for parking, get ride of it! It ain't like you ever coming back, you fuckin' idiot
Thy Carnival emerges only when you about to die, and right now motherfucker, you about dead in the sky
So come and put your soul up on thy Murder-Go-Round, and we'll strap you down, and spin you into oblivion
I got a spike for your neck with my ninja blowgun, because I be thy Juggalada Don Dada Lada Shogun
I swings my sword down and split you in two, before you even fall, I bitch smack both of you
Welcome to our Carnival's 50,000 Juggalos, freaks and weirdoes, and killers at our shows
I'm just glad we down with 'em - hate to be y'all
And have a Juggalo shatter my skull, for thy Carnival
Chorus: (Juggalotus - Golden Leaves and Crystal Rainbows - Soft Winds - Death be No More 12 over 21 Twice)
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival. Welcome to thy show, because BITCH BOY YOU DEAD! /
Welcome to thy show, Shangri-La of thy Dark Carnival. Welcome to thy show, because you DEAD, DEAD, DEAD, DEAD!
Thy Ring Leader: And fuck you if you don't like it
Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Pink Angels Granting Blue Wishes - Book of Stalkamaniacs Runnin' Wild - Verse 12 - 8:98 - Blue Sun Drops)
Welcome to my exhibit, I be thy Shaggs, sit back and enjoy, relax your nipples and nut bags.
It's only Juggalos here; you know what we about: swingin' hatchets, Faygo, and our dick in your mouth
So they call us a circus, we expect the role. We been sayin' that it's comin' for like 10 years or so; and everywhere that we go, from Alaska to Spain, I'm seein' Juggalos dancin in thy Faygo rain
Some of those at our shows feel a Carnival high, I seen them jump from thy stage and float off into thy sky.
They ain't never coming back, their Carnival has been found, and all we can do is dream about it, smoking 'em down
I got love for dead people and I hope to die. I got neden waitin' on me up in Shangri-La.
But if you really wanna hear thy fuckin' devil's exhibit, thy shit is called HELL'S PIT run out and get it
Thy Ring Leader: Ugh! Bitch! Thy Juggalos said...
Juggalo Chant: (Puddles of Faygo - 'Lettes with Wet Tites - It's Forever Raining Diamonds on Shangri-La Cities)
When it's your time, death is near, step right up on over here / Games, prizes, shows and rides - it's that carnival paradise
Thy Ring Leader: And fuck thy fuck outta you, if you don't like it
Juggalo Chant: (Repeats)
Get Ya Wicked On
(The Wraith)
Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Deep within Crystal Sands Lie Magic Gems - Yellow Skies and Fresh Green Winds - ALl Can Fly in Picket Forest, find yours)
I punch bitches in their fake titties (He does)
I got warrants in like 8 cities (He does)
I like to murder those provokin' (He does)
I swing quick, and leave a motherfucker's throat hangin' open
I drink thy blood of a street rat (He does)
Yo, Monox Boogie, where thy weed at? I got 18 plus speed Uh huh
With a plus 2 dagger from thy Tomb of Horrors, D & D
We cave heads in with a brick (We do)
We fuck hotties with thy same dick (We do)
We eat power lines and generators (We do)
One time we shut Detroit city off for like 11 hours
We thy wickedest, believe that (We do)
Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that (Shit, he do)
We'll rip your head off, swing it by thy hair until we get blood everywhere
Mudda fucker, getcha wicked on!
Chorus: (Silver Waters and Neon Moons - Michael Saxton Fourth Passage Book 2, Mystic Willows)
We know you hate who we are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get thy WICKED ON!
JD the Weed Man with the Juggalo Crip Walk
We know you hate who we are; but even in Shangri-La a wicked clown gotta get thy WICKED ON!
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Wind Walkers of 17 Golden Churches and 3 Diamond Rocks - Black Sheep Recon)
I'll drive a tank through your high school (He does)
I let thy Carnival high rule (He does)
I get sick like a crime story (He does)
Motherfucker, this thy Southwest Side ghetto territory
I can make a fist with your neck in it (He can)
I need my medication every 20 minutes (He does)
I store dead bodies all up under my house, and every night I hear 'em runnin' they mouth, gettin' wicked on me
Day - Days on my black hearse (We do)
Clown love Juggalos first (They do)
Red and black skullcaps everywhere, with thy fresh face paint contacts and thy Twiztid hair
We find peace at thy graveyard (We Do)
Me and thy Wraith sit and play cards (They do)
So move out of our way, and get out of my path, or we'll saw your head in half
Motherfucker, getcha wicked on!
Murder Rap
(The Wraith)
Legs Diamond: Legs Diamond in thy house, and we sendin' Clown Love out to Above the Law!
Violent J: (Crystallized Rainbows and Timeless Treasures - Rink Rain Clouds Over Misty Green Valleys - WESTERN ass, I-Mus - 00)
When I sit there and right thy shit for thy mic I hold, I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold
Violent J is thy name that I go by, waking up with blood on my hands and I don't know why
You mother fuckers tryin' to get in my path, don't be surprised when you get a shotgun up your ass
Instigators, I got out for that ass too.
I'm gonna hang you from a street light, mangled and blue, ew!
You on my shit like a fiend on coke, but if you say thy wrong thing I'll put a slit in your throat, so
It's not thy answer no, I'm not a dancer no, I'm not a hero, a zero, but I call myself a Juggalo
And this is not a Demo, ICP, Above the Law, we let it GO!
Chorus: (Carnival Candy Trees - Gardens of Golden Jewels - 5 Diamond Suns Revolving 6:12378=87321:6)
Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER! Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER!
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Silver Youth Ponds with Lightning Fish - Jewels Grow on Trees - Pegasipholis, 2:94 Verse 1)
Violent J, I break backs, back break with my crew, if I'm jumping in thy pit then I'm getting loose
Cause I'm taking out people, causing bodily harm, making moves to improve thy Dark Carnival brainstorm
I'm not inferior, not taking no shit... Last kid that tried to check me got his fuckin' neck slit
Powers my name, thy clown be insane
And if we get to panicking
WE ALL GONNA RE-ARRANGE!
Thy Ring Leader:
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing thy "Triple Threat"! Thy Wraith, thy Great Milenko, and thy Ringmaster!
Birthday Bitches
(The Wraith)
Anybody Killa: Sit Down!
Mom Bitch Lady: Ok everybody it's clown time!
Anybody Killa: Y'all little mother fuckers shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: Thy clown is here, everybody sit around right here.
Anybody Killa: I said shut thy fuck up!
Mom Bitch Lady: "Shaggy Thy Clown" has a present for everybody!
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Velvet Grass With Skies of Glitter - Floobs - Utzla - Shiny Whire Dirt - 777 Chapter 777)
I got your fuckin' present hanging next to my nuts
Now when I'm swinging on my hatchet, it if hits you it cuts
Don't make me chop your head in half and smack thy side with thy cheek
Because I haven't had my Melorol in almost a week
Your fuckin' mama brought me here to entertain your ass, so no matter what I'm doing I expect you to laugh
Now when you see me do a trick and even if it isn't funny give my props, unless you want your little necks bloody
I could probably do a cartweel of something if you move thy couch, but that aint what I'm fuckin' about
I could sew your mouth shut and pump air in through your nose and fuckin' pop your head
But we'd get blood on our clothes
Look, I'm a wicked clown I ain't no fuckin' superhero, ain't that big and scary, though I fly like little Ray Mysterio
I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of your mom and if thy bitch gets heated tel her bring it on!
Chorus: (Orange Rivers, Ruby Rocks and Purple Cloud - Thy Keys to 7000 Dimensions)
On shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's your birthday!
Anybody Killa: Sit the fuck down or it's everybody birthday.... Shut thy fuck up! (ABK - Foo Dangishly)
On shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's somebody's birthday! Oh no it isn't!
Oh shit it's your birthday! Oh no it isn't!
It's Your birthday!
Violent J: (J Bruce Lee, Burning Ice, 734)
It ain't mine mutha facko!
Blaaam!!!
(The Wraith)
Anybody Killa: Story time, bitch! All across thy East Side...
Violent J: What? I represent Delray! Shaggy 2 Dope: DELRAY!
Anybody Killa: So? Violent J: SOUTHWEST SIDE!
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Strude LIghtning - Lagoons of Golden Brush - 339 - Twice Esham Smith)
This Gypsy aunt of mine, You're thy lucky one
She died and left behind, an anicent piece of time
I didn't know what it was, You're thy lucky one
Knuckle deep in dust, edges played with rust
I started to get pissed, You're thy lucky one
This lamp is all I get, a worthless piece of shit
But since I rubbed it clean, You're thy lucky one
A genie popped on the scene, brought true my every dream
Chorus: (Morton's 5th List, N.A.W. - Book 9 - Reel Life - Lady Beggis Bones - Dancing Moons in Dark Silver Skies)
I was like BLAAAM! (Free hoes!)
BLAAAM! (Nyquil!)
BLAAAM! (Faygo!)
Anything I want
I was like BLAAAM! (Sharp axe!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed)
BLAAAM! (Hot tracks!)
Everything I need
(The Shaggy Show Chapter 12, Verse 4 Moon Dudious)
Now I'm in a fizzle, You're the lucky wizzle
Hotties on thy nizzle, still a Juggalizzle
I drive a platinum car, You're thy lucky one
It has a tennis court and a bar, you know who I are
Money out thy ass, You're thy lucky one
I'm wishing while it last, Genie's moving fast
Chorus: (Diamond Light Reflections Upon Blue Sands and Green Oceans - Sliding Across 7 Miles of Desert Glass)
I was like BLAAAM! (Free hoes!)
BLAAAM! (Necks cut!)
BLAAAM! (My shank!)
Anything I want
I was like BLAAAM! (Hot wings!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed)
BLAAAM! (Big thangs!)
Everything I need
(Wings Over Wheel Chairs - Electric Forest - Tornadoes of Glitter - Be sure to visit "Inferno Park" of Shangri-La, Watch the Children Play on the Fosslized Flames that once was hell)
Now I am a king, You're thy lucky one
I have everything, nothing's challenging
Nothing makes me proud, You're thy lucky one
I stand out in thy crowd, while others beg out loud
I remember when, You're thy lucky one
Money was so thin, but dreams were all up in
Looking at thy lamp, You're thy lucky one
Would I give it all back? Shit, fool, give me that
Chorus: (Pegasus, Mermaids, and Unicorns Dwell - Falling Stars are Catachable Book 9, Chapter 3, Verse 3)
I'll be like BLAAAM! (Bitch slaps!)
BLAAAM! (Cheap wine!)
BLAAAM! Dub H! (Waffle House)
Anything I want
I'll be like BLAAAM! (Half pipe!)
BLAAAM! (Good weed!)
BLAAAM! (Moonlight)
Everything I need
It Rains Diamonds
(The Wraith)
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sparkling Purple and Pink Rubies - WWF - 2 slapped into 22)
Kill me! Whut! Mutha Facko! Murder Murder! Whut!
I can't fuckin' wait to die! Please murder my mother fuckin' ass off!
Bring it! Cause I'm going to Shangri-Leezy!
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Sparkles and Magic Mist - Chapter 1 - 5h Omen - Wet Blue Rain)
Have you ever tried to get thy fuck up out your hole but fall right back inside
Once again denied, have you ever seen people turn into thy devil over money green
Tell me what it means, have you ever been to thy wicked part of town and would you go again
They don't want you in, would you follow me If I knew where it rains diamonds
No more poverty as clean as we can be, yeah
Chorus: (Heavenly Flating - 10 Million Reflections in a 2 by 2 Cube - 3 Red Ice)
It rains diamonds nightly, in my Shangri-La lit brightly, who could miss this so inviting? Come stand mountain top and yell!
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Rainbow Thunder Clouds Sprinkling Green and White Rubies - TTW - 2 slapped into 23)
Somebody stab my face or something! Kill me!
What thy fuck a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?
Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope and Anybody Killa: (Blue Dawn Glitter Winds - Chapter 2 - 10th Omen - Green Rain)
Do you like to drink? Would you fuck a girl thy day you met her what you think, on thy kitchen sink
Anybody Killa: Don't you fire it up? Shaggy 2 Dope does this mean you wasted life now-
Anybody Killa: you're completely fucked? ICP: I would differ some.
Hold your hatchet high cause were gonna need 'em when there's fire in thy sky
Together we will die, I can promise this in my Shangri-La you'll have eternal happiness diamonds in thy mist
Chorus:
Jumpsteady: (2 Blue Owls = Desserts of Warm Ice - Miles of Lavender Grass - A Hippa to thy Hoppa - Sexy)
Diamonds drift upon thy mist of forgetfulness, bringing a peace untold, as I fade away to become what my eyes see, seeing into thy eternity of Shangri-La!
Chorus: (repeats)
Bitch Slappaz
(The Wraith)
Take it back now... Old school, Bitch Slappin' till the break of dawn, ICP... Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Bitch Slappin' to the early morn'
Six in the morning police at my door
Already gotta slap some more
Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot
Bitch Slap Sarge and his first recruit
I came out the ass, Bitch Slapped some
Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts
I rememeber gettin' baptized by the Reverend
Bitch Slapped the bible out of his hand
The Bitch Slap Master up in the place
I'll bitch slap your train-wrecked face
Don't assume friendliness with fame
I'll bitch slap the sound out your name
They'll call ya, ...... 'cause you're not here
Bitch slapped out the Stratosphere
Mike P did the track, he bitch slapped
Pow for Max straight to the back
Don't lemme show up on TRL
I'm bitch slappin' everybody to hell
I'm Down with the Clown Eastside 'till I'm gone
Yet everybody singin' that Southwest Song
I bitch slap wigs off everyday
I bitch slap old ladies out of my way
Southwest side, Bitch Slap Capital
Every bitch make mothafuckas smackable
For my bitch smack victims, I don't care
I'll bitch slap cowlicks into your hair
Faygo in a Pillowcase, don't manage
I'll bitch slap your head, brain damage
I bitch slap cheeks red, hangs off
I've been known to slap a mothafuckas pants off
I bitch slap planes out of the sky
I bitch slap truth out of a lie
Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore
I bitch slap muthafuckas galore
Say we fake and wanna test the rap
Step yo ass on up and get bitch slapped
What do you call a Crew that be smackin' like that? Wicked
Insane Clowns smack your ass to the back
Speakin' of smackin' it's makin' me sick
Everybody's talkin' that smackin' shit
Sayin' they smackin' with the I.C.P.
Just cause I am they wanna be like me
Talkin' that shit you need to leave the place
Knowin' you ain't ever even smacked a face
Claimin' our shit, that's our shit you trashed
Mothafucka we about to smack your ass
Thy Staleness
(The Wraith)
Shaggy 2 Dope: (White Horses With Platinum Wings - Diamond Snow - Ringmaster Book 87 - Chapter 3 - Quote 9)
Let me see your thoat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it, see thy idea is to make you die (Stop it)
I don't know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at thy wind pipe desperately, (Like, how about cuttin' your own neck?)
I did, seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? Before I cut myself THIS WAS MY VOICE
Now gimmie your neck pipe, you don't have no fuckin' choice (I'm not ready to die)
Neither was Easy E, what makes you so fuckin' special you can escape thy wrath (You mean Wraith)
I said Wrath, now shut thy fuck up, and give me your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker (Pick somebody else)
I'm pickin' anybody I can find, and you happen to by thy next mother fucker in line (Ok lets do it)
Keep still right there and about, 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers I'm outta here
Chorus: (Purple Waters and Walkable Rainbows - Seven Gems of Pythona - 000-444-222 - Green Sun Drops - 12)
Let me make thy pain be gone I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, I need to
(Ah ha... What kind of circus is this?)
Violent J: (Lightning Bugs and Flamingos - Warm Blue Lava - Safire Sands Line Crystal Waters - 17 Gold Rocks)
How you gonna give me a straight jacket when I'm crooked?
Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for thy nurse guy to bring me my tray
Jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way
Took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out thy window
Then I turned around and went right back inside, once i realized I could of grabbed a gang of Formaldehyde
Suddenly another fuckin' guard shot me; I played thy whole movie shits off like "You got me"
Laid there playin' dead and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket
By now there was guards everywhere
I'm steady cuttin' heads off, surfin' on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put my away....
But was it thy real Violent J?
Chorus:
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like murdering be giving me a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
Let me make thy pain be gone, I wanna STAB, STAB, STAB
It's like / Murdering be giving me a calm, I need to YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
"It kills the pain... it's thy only thing that kills the pain, I'm sorry"
Juggalo Scrub Chant: (Mercury Waterfalls under Dancing Moons - Eddie Creechmen's Promo Episode 210)
I'm so sorry that I'm so stale... I'm so sorry I'm stale. But still I gotta murder your face... man I'm sorry I'm stale (Repeats)
Hell's Forecast
(The Wraith)
Violent J:
Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded, heard smashing, more pounding, the sound escalated
Looked out of my window, blood dripped down thy glass, I see bodies lay twisted and mangled on grass,
I ran into thy main room and Shaggy was dead, so was Nate the Mac, Jumpsteady and ABK
Bolted out of thy house to see if it's a joke, I heard hundreds of car alarms, saw flames and smoke and thy sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin' it's raining with corpses thy blood is appalling
Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope and a gang of Juggalos
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, but never mentioned Dead Bodies - DEAD BODIES
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, La de da da de la da de - DEAD BODIES
Violent J:
I never seen so many.... horrified looks on people's faces...
(Thy blood is appalling)
I hope I never see what all them people saw... and put them in there places...
(Thy blood is appalling),
The sun was so hot... So hot...
I was burning... Yeah
Dead bodies lay randomly some stack in piles, on all of there faces pour horror, no smiles
I see children, and elders, and ninjas my age, all lay naked and mangled, most withered for days
I found safety a shelter I'm under a tree; only fingers and organs come falling on me
I lay sleepless for days as thy raining continued, thy heat of thy sun baking corpses like food
Then it finally stopped I walk knee deep in blood, over piles of bodies threw what was my hood
It was right at that moment thy Wraith had appeared, and thy message it left me might sound kind of weird
But take all that I'm seeing and opposite that, truth is I'm thy one dead and this is my Hell's Pit
Juggalo Homies
(The Wraith)
(Rude Boy)
"Hey what up ya'll, it's the Rude Boy. I know ya'll ain't in, but I just want let ya'll to know something man, ya'll know I love ya, ya'll know you're my homies, and uh, bye we'll talk later. Peace
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Silver Sunflowers - Neon Yellow Dirt that grows Sparkler Trees - Woopa Loo)
Let me ask you this life we live
And let me try to swerve some attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much, why don't they just call a (mutha fucka)?
If you wasn't blood would you still have love
Or in fact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here, but my homies are family too, 3rd cousins get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over you car and then felt worse than you about the shit in the morning?
Who loaned you money homie, who owes you cash? (WHO?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (WHO?)
I don't know much, but I gotta assume
When you hit your first neden, your homies was in the other room
Chorus: (Forest Waters Warm - Pink Faygo - Happy Valentines Day - No Ones Looses No One We Promise)
We talkin' about HOMIES HOMIES
Talkin' about those dogs of mine
Our mutha fuckin HOMIES HOMIES
We throwin' up clown love signs
Real Juggalo HOMIES HOMIES
Talkin' about those dogs of mine
homies homies
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Air Walkers of 17 Dimensions - Water That Glows - Book Feathers Fly - Billy Billio)
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I like don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who think he the Don Mega, because he the head manager, Chief Chilli Fry Maker
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down, your homies standin' on his back while you're kickin' his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie though, I'd of been plucked his fuckin' eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, I'd rip your piercings off, and now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (WHO?)
And when you got caught, on who'd you blame the shit? (WHO?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (WHO?)
Homies, I'm talkin' about like you and yours
Chorus:
Violent J, Anybody Killa, and Juggalos: (Lavender Rain - She Loves You Real - Oshideous 2:12 - Roy Sota FX)
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady
Jamie Madrox and Monoxide Child of Twiztid: (Green Books, Green Skies, Green Waterfalls, Green Lives, 17 Green Times)
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose and if you step to one of us, you better step the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend, that I could have some friends, that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family, and when we conquer the world, we mackin' on the galaxy
Cause the sky's the limit and we ain't finished, and if my homies gonna ride than you know I'm with it
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide with homies across the planet
Stickin' together like zippers on a Micheal Jackson "Beat It" jacket
They got my back like a tat, for that I love ya'll, hangin' till we old and gray like grandpas
Violent J, Anybody Killa, and thy Juggalos: (Lavender Rain - He Loves You Real - Oshideous 2:22 - Pat Sota FX)
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
I ain't talkin' bout my family or my mother fuckin' lady
You don't like me, you can fuck on!
Swingin' hatchets on the daily with my crew actin' crazy
Ain't Yo Bidness
(The Wraith)
(Intro)
Rude Boy sittin' pancaked on 23's
Clown Love to Chicago Juggalos
We underground like Blaze
My dead homie, and yours
We dead
We dead, no wait a minute... we don't die!
We don't die!
We Dead
Violent J: (Stereo Harmony Chirping Birds - "No more Hurtin' 4 Hallow-Vis" - 777 Triply Gems - 8:80 Velvet Book 4)
Maybe I like bloody, murder music, you know shit like "Stab Your Fuckin' Eye"
Maybe I like eatin' shit like Tylenol PM's cuz 5 or 6 will get you high
Maybe I like punchin' people I don't even know, I knock 'em flat up fuckin' out (PAH)
Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply reads "I had to let some anger out" (Sorry)
Maybe I only hang with weirdoes, and hoodlums, and junkies, I keep 'em by my side (What up?)
Maybe mama doesn't understand a friend is hard to come by, so I'll keep what I can find (My boys)
Maybe I got 2 felonies, tattoos on my neck and I always paint my face
Can I still date your daughter? I mean I think I outta, I like thy way she taste
Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J and a gang of Juggalos: (Red Apple Trees - Quiet Winds of Fortune - Blue Swans)
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, How I act!
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
AIN'T YO CONCERN, WHAT WE DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!
Violent J: (Yellow Clouds Rain Sky Blue Rubies and Magic Sapphire Mist - Danny K and D Roz Rock Diamond Cut Mics)
Maybe I don't even like you, but I gotta front cause you're a record label guy (mother fucker!)
What if I dragged you by thy hair, into thy street, and beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! Bitch!)
Maybe I would rather fuck a Missy Elliot before a Tony... "Braxton"
Myabe I would rather fuck a Macy Grey before a Janet... "Jackson"
Maybe I don't have no self esteem so I like to pick on everybody else
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my shirt I had bruises and welts "Oh" (It's ok)
Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe I'm lying, I'm just tryna find an excuse to be a dick, I'm a dick - dick
Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right about your bed "You should try suicide"
From thy ceiling fan, so I'll be swingin' when you walk I, I might kick you in thy head (Stook!)
Maybe I got seven therapists, I been committed, but my manager he got me free (Double A ya'll)
18 Pills a day, I get so dizzy and high, sometimes I can't even see, (I gotta sit down)
Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J and a gang of Juggalos: (Red Apple Trees - Quiet Winds of Fortune - Blue Swans)
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, How I act!
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
AIN'T YO CONCERN, WHAT WE DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!
Soopa Villians
(The Wraith)
Intro part, Syn: (Blue DIamond Dust - Velour Grass and Floating Flowers - Book of the Gold Winged Pegasus 3-12)
Esham thy Boogie Man, running with a fuckin' hatchet.
Violent J thy Juggla, and Shaggy 2 Dope thy SouthWest Strangler, allegedly. Collectively known as....
Thy Ring Leader: (Frozen Flames Dipped in Platnium Dust - Doves Sing 1 Hour before Silver Showers Fall)
Thy Soopa Villians!!! Esham: (Lightning Jumping - Coal Dun Drops - Don Donna Heyer & Lin Linda Harwood - White Gems hold Magic - VIX)
Super flex, jet super sex, thy Boogie Man busting thy bazooka necks, get wet thy Soopa Villians clock super checks thy Juggalo in me will break thy bank and your super necks
Violent J: (Glass Trees - Heavenly Rain - Rings Winding - 250,000 Beams of Shangri Love Pointed At Your Heart)
It's thy Juggla juggalin', Juggalo thuggalin' Thuggalo, scrub ninja, mutha facko
My axe I keep with me, creep with, I sleep with, sever skulls and creep with
Esham: (Crystal Waters Warm - Gold Bricks Pave Walkways Winding Threw Sapphire Bushes in Magic Blush Valleys)
Thy Southwest Strangler Super Plex, some bitch through thy limo window, super stretch
Now I wonder should I shoot ya next, with thy super soaker, get ya soaking wet
Violent J: (Sleeping Angel Dreams on FFV = "Free for View" 986 Inch TV with Opal Diamond Tuning)
Juggaloly, I'ma Soopa Villian, I'm swinging my swords and I'm all up on thy ceiling
I'ma ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks like Sabu, stab you, grab have at you
Esham: (Waterfalls of Sapphires - Foggy Lagoons are Wing Washing Waters. Silk Sands, 895 Book 4, Page 7, Andra)
Soopa Villians, making a super hero killing, fuck ya feelings
Ready and willing any day I could blow, insane monkey like Mojo Joe Joe
Violent J: (Forest Blue Lightning Thorwable - Sleep Floating - Mirror Clouds over White Sand Valleys all4u 4u4u4u4)
Citizens don't talk to thy FBI, cause that killa with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm quick to grab thy diamonds, bag it, I love Batman, but Robin's a faggot, (faggot)
We Belong
(The Wraith)
Ring Leader:
Aww, little baby bitch ass is crying again, whats thy matter?
Feelin like you dont fit in anywhere?
What about fittin that ass in with us, thy mighty Deezy Cizznarn?
Well fuckin gladly take ya
We take all shapes, colors, sizes and genders
We are thy mighty mystical, mythological, Dark mother fuckin Carnival, BYYAATTCH!
Shaggy 2 Dope with ad-libs by Violent J:
I see you feelin lonely again, yous a mother fucker, feelin like you dont belong, like you thy only other?
Some of us scrubs got it worse than you, no homies to call on, no crew to belong to
Some of us said fuck all that bullshit and dropped out, some of us stood up to fight but got knocked out
Some of us like to cuss but dont like your format, we like thy wicked shit and choose not to ignore that
Some of us be comin out of more than a broken home
Some of us be livin out of our cars and carry on
Some of see they Budget Suits and a real apartment and make you take off you shoes on our carpet
Some of us are on parole and cant leave thy state, and some of us are dead and gone, my homie Blaze can relate
And some cant afford a free phone call
But them some of uss equal us all
Think about that!
Chorus: Violent J and a gang of Jugga Thugs:
WE BELONG, (we thy shit)
WE BELONG, (we thy shit)
WE BELONG, OUR CARNIVAL IS HERE
WE BELONG, (we thy shit)
WE BELONG, (come as you are)
FIND US EVERYWHERE
Shaggy 2 Dope with ad-libs by Violent J:
Some of us own dope cars that fail to exist, some of us have profiles, nobody else fits
And some ain't got time for thy Monks in Tibet, because my own kids are hungry and they lookin to me for shit
Some of us own drug paraphanalia materials and some of us have incurable, sexual vinereals
And some of us have dreams of being a star
And most wont make it that far
But its all good
Some of us cant afford thy coolest shoes, some of us gives a fuck what popularity choose (FUK)
Some bitches tittie dance cause they babies are cryin, others say that they dancin for college and know they lyin'
Some of us are in love with people who ain't ours, some of us dont give up until were behind bars
And some of us must have been born to take thy fall
But them some of uss equal us all
And Im with you
Chorus:
Cotton Candy & Popsicles
(The Wraith)
Intro Part, Syn: Go step to them bitches over there
Anybody Killa: Fuck that, you go step to them bitches
Syn: ...For what?
Violent J: Man, look out y'all
Violent J and Shaggy: (Red Forrest & Green Waters - Topmeh offow - Chocolate Rain 1nce Yearly in Shangri-La)
Wibble Wabble Bumble Boo, I'm Violent J, nice to meet you, hop and jump thy cherry pump, (Cherry syrup on ice cream)
Yum. What you say I buy you some, what's your name bitch, where you from?
You know me but don't be scared (Bloody hands are weird)
I know, don't front girl you like us thugs, very scary, carnery, scrubs, you don't want no richie faggot (I think of Shaggy when he tag it)
That's all good I'll hook you up
Send your shit, I'll look you up, you met J though he goes first
Yeah cause that's like how it works "Slut".
I can put aside my axe; give your butt a couple snacks, once you let me all up in, your lucky if we'll meet again
Zug Izland Chorus: (Neon Clouds in Night Skies - Angels Bowling - bodiless yet RIGHT THERE 40000877600000012)
I don't wanna Lemon Ben & Jerry, baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't wanna Tropicana Dairy baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby
DON'T YOU WANNA MIX?
Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICLES!
Shaggy 2 Dope and Violent J: (Warm Love Carnivals - NOBODYLONLYNOBODYLONLYNOBODY)
You from Dallas, Texas right?
You must be girl, you look tight
Plus you rock a grip of ass (Thank you Shaggy Sweetness)
Thank you nothin' let me hit it, Truffle Shuffle, Waffle Biscuit
Whatever that was we ate cost me like $13:58 (Sugar Bear, I'm worth all that)
Shit, bitch I'll smack you call me that, (What?)
Call me Shaggy Southwest Thug, Juggalo Isla of Zug
Do him what you did to me, with your tongue ring and your teeth (Only when in private)
You think I wanna see his dick? Peace!
Put your candy down, let me show your tongue around, here's my popsicle and balls, get on your knees and go for yours
Zug Izland Chorus: (Neon Clouds in Night Skies - Angels Bowling - bodiless yet RIGHT THERE 20100877600000012)
I Don't wanna Watermelon Cherry baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't Wanna Tropicana Berry baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't Wanna Blue Banana Sherry baby
DON'T YOU WANNA MIX?
Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICKLES!?
I Don't wanna Lemon Ben & Jerry, baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't wanna Tropicana Dairy baby
DON'T YOU WANNA
I Don't wanna Coconut Flurry, baby
DON'T YOU WANNA MIX?
Juggalos: COTTON CANDY AND... Juggalettes: POPSICKLES!
DJ SHAGGY 2 DOPE Puttin' it Down Juggalo Mix Style:
SOUTHWEST SIDE BITCH!
Bader than bad
Cause I'm from Motown
Bader than bad
Cause I'm from Motown
Bader than bad
Cause I'm from Motown
SOUTH - WEST - SIDE - BITCH!
Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, YEAH
Time to get busy in this mother fucker...
(Chorus repeats)
Crossing Thy Bridge
(The Wraith)
Shaggy 2 Dope Intro part: Dearest Almighty Creator...
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Blue Solo - 14 Rivers Winding - Love found and held down - Plastic Monkeys Hanging)
I've lived one hell of a life, if your to take it tonight, I've lived the life of a king, but so much to darken my light
Looking 360 degrees, two hundred thousand disease, how can I lay back and chill, so many down on there knees
But then again who am I, I'm just some typical guy, I ain't no fuckin' hero, I just been wondering why...
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (White Owls - Purple Kush - 17 Smooth Rocks - Omen 20, Verse 0)
I seen some children Crossing thy bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Pink Crystal Shattered - Cherry Twinkies - Foo Foo - Memories Relived Vividly 7474)
I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book, I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?
I try to pray everyday, but somtimes get lost on the way, I seen the holiest spirit, so much to miss lead the way
I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot, inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holding my spot, I've just been wondering why...
Chorus:
I seen some children Crossing thy bridge
What kind of life did
They get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
Break Down: (Sea Horses Flying - Yellow Lemons - D Curtis Rides Pegasus and throws magic - Diamond Waves)
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
Fuckin' take me instead!
Chorus:
I seen some children Crossing thy Bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
Fuckin' take me instead! (repeats)
Thy Raven's Mirror
(The Wraith)
A Gang of Juggalos: (Yellow and Blue Popsicle Trees - Cool Fire - 17 Moons Setting Over Shangri-La - All Are Warm and Safe - NOBODYHUNGRYNOBODYHUNGRYNOBODYHUNGRYNOBODY - 14 Gems, Book 3 Fort 5-11)
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
Shaggy 2 Dope: (Orange Waters over River Blue Skies - 20 Freebies - Golden Swans Book 7 - Chapter 7, Verse 7)
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check, as soon as it's gone, I'm gonna KILL!
And that was my last refill dog Dammit!
I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is, only reason why you diss me is because you want a sip!
Every time I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser
I'ma do time I assume, I bitch slapped thy judge right out his own court room
Then I took thy bench, and sentenced myself, eternal happineess and good heath mother fucker, mother fucker, mother fucker, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me like I'ma snatch it, and whip it to thy garbage can down thy hall, then kick you in thy ass as you search and crawl for it
A Gang of Juggalos: (Yellow and Blue Popsicle Trees - Cool Fire - 17 Moons Setting Over Shangri-La - All Are Warm and Safe - NOBODYMISSINGNOBODYMISSINGNOBODYMISSINGNOBODY - 15 Gems, Book 3 Fort 5-11)
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
Violent J: (Carmel Mountains - White Stone Purple - Lakes Levitating and Floating Across the Sky Like Huge Clouds)
You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this only I never really thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin, in a pine black box, the only sound being that of my heart if I'm alive
But I've got no pulse of ever-breath for days I remember the crash and after that it's a haze, but I do recall thy funeral, them lowering me in, it was about that time when my soul kicked back in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin', got nothin but dirt hitting the top from them shoveling, I'm fucked
It's been at lease two weeks but I don't keep time, I just lay herre motionless in this rotting body of mine, I tried fantasy realms and dreaming my way out, it only leads to mind panicking and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it ever really happen again, please God, heaven or hell just let something begin
Violent J with additional voices by Legs Diamond: (Silver Clouds - Golden Forest - Puddles of Liquid Gold 1:WHITE BLUE JAYS 321)
Am I asleep or not, I Don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain, Gimmie to heaven or hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go GO
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go GO!
Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave my dead inside this thing
No! Am I asleep or not, I don't know, My body is rotting and I feel pain Gimmie to heaven or gimmie to hell but don't leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go GO
My body wont let me go
LET ME GO
Let me go GO!
Thy Wraith
(The Wraith)
Violent J And Shaggy 2 Dope: (Glass Lakes and Blue Ice Chips - White Skies Over Blue Forest - faygoluvers.net)
Always uninvited fuck off unrespected, sometimes he creeps other times he's expected
He hangs out in bad neighborhoods up at thy park he will strike in broad day light but prefers thy dark
Three little kids caught inside a burning home he'll just sit there and wait for 'em leave 'em alone!
As sure as we're alive today and death is inveitable he's waitin' there watching through the eyes of a crow fo' sho' I know yo
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (Joe&JoeyHungOn - Redemption - Thy Butterfly Awaits 432-234 - Opal Onyx)
Death is always a shitty time
Don't bother trying to run and hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side (Step to the other side)
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Tyler Throws Magic in Shangri-La - Doves Souring - Green Sands with Pink Rubies)
Freeway intersections when thy bars close, he loves 'em
Blew out traffic lights? He hovers above him
And he loves thy motherfuck out of crackheads and heroin
Rehab centers and caring mothers always scaring him
Sharing them needles?
He encourages and raw sex?
They got him working and steady collecting soul checks
Then again
What?
Nine times out of ten, I wish he's take me
Instead of some of these poor children we see
I'm sayin
Skwo
What
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (Deep Forest of Light Trees - Cool Deserts Wide - AlexssibbA 436 - Twice)
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: (Green Time - God's Juggalo Children - Diamond Trees 22-9 Earth Walkable 2)
He remainds nameless but we call him thy Wraith
He is thy 6th Jokers Card of thy Dark Carnival faith
That's it, now your clock is ticking, every second counts
And everyhting you do that right or wrong, it all amounts
And whether you going to heaven or hell he doesn't care
He's only here to give you thy death touch and send you there
Most people fear him because they don't understand
That once he finally touches you with death eternity can begin
That's what thy fuck I'm talkin' about
Lotus
What
Mother fuck
Yea yeah
Woop Woop
Hoe
Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope Chorus: (Blue Moons - Galaxyies Visable - Powder Snow Dust Floating Gently Down)
Death is always a shitty time No where to run
Don't bother trying to run and hide No where to hide
Take his hand cross to thy other side
Step to thy other side! (Step to the other side)
Thy Unveiling
(The Wraith)
Carnival of Carnage
The Ringmaster
The Riddlebox
The Great Milenko
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers
And the Wraith
Looks like we're all out of time, brother
Everybody's out of time
Fuck it, we gots to tell em
All secrets will now be told
No more hidden messages
This is it ya'll
Time's up
Everything will be out right here
No need for the reverse talking
The truth...
Now we been told this Carnival shit has touched on many lives
People have fuckin sworn to us they too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you in? This magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six fuckin Joker Cards to finally tell you
The messages and hints were there, although, most never picked up on em
We snuck em in subliminally with that wicked shit around em
We mentioned more and more of this on every Joker's Card
The bottom line, always the same, you ain't have to look hard
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it, get wit it, and then we don't preach it flat out
'Cause some ninjas don't wanna get wit 'cha
They quick to forget 'cha without the hatchet and gat out
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall
After all six have risen, the end of time will consume us all!
It ain't got nothin to do wit us! It ain't Psychopat-chic Records!
All we're doing is pointing shit out to you; We in this together!
Who's behind the Dark Carnival, the Gatherings, and the Hatchet?
Who's behind Dark Lotus, the circus, and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos, and Juggalettes, and fucking Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumpin' our shit? Who's behind the Juggalo Powers?
This ain't no fucking fan club! It ain't about making a buck!
Don't buy our fucking action figures, bitch, I don't give a fuck!
It ain't about Violent J, or Shaggy, the Butterfly, or 17
When we speak of Shangri-La, what you think we mean?!
Truth is, we follow GOD! We've always been behind Him
The Carnival is GOD; May all Juggalos find him! [May the Juggalos find Him]
May the Juggalos find Him [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there, He's out there
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We don't care what happens now]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We swing our hatchets and we're proud]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
He's out there [May the Juggalos find Him]
He's out there [May the Juggalos find Him]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
We hope you find Him (Yeah, He's everywhere!)
We hope you find Him (I'm saying, He's anywhere!)
We hope you find Him (Juggalos, He's out there!)
We hope you find Him (Yeah, Yeah! Everywhere!)
Come see the show, big top show
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
Dead carny carnies, dead juggalos
Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
He's out there!
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, Fuck wit the Juggla
May the Juggalos find Him! [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there
May the Juggalos find Him! [May the Juggalos find Him] He's out there, He's out there
We all gon' die, but I'm not gon' fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gon' let this pass me by, nooooooooooooooo
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world [So get the fuck out!]
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world [So get the fuck out!]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We don't care what happens now]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [We swing our hatchets and we're proud]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [Painted faces in the crowd]
We're not sorry if we tricked you [The Carnival will carry on]
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you! [I know you bitches hate me anyway!]
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you! [You can suck my nuts all day!]
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats, ICP, we got the Dog Beats
Inner City Posse got the Dog Beats, ICP, we got the Dog Beats
He's out there!
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
He's out there!
Murder Go Round, Murder Go Round
How you gonna fuck wit a wicked clown?
Murder Go Round, Murder Go Round
How you gonna fuck wit a wicked clown?
He's out there!
[We don't care what happens now]
[We swing our hatchets and we're proud]
[Painted faces in the crowd]
[The Carnival will carry on]
[The Carnival will carry on]
[Painted faces in the crowd]
[The Carnival will carry on]
[The Carnival will carry on]
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us!
We hope you've enjoyed the Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La!
As soon as you die, this will be yours!
Thank you for joining us! Thank you, Biatch! Haha!
Always remember to fuck off! Thank you!
Fuck off! Goodbye, bitch!
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