Juggalos, come out to play...



Guess who's coming to your big town?

Jugglin jesters, kick-it clown

Circus sound, painted frown

Carnival of carnage creeping round

I'm Violent J and I'm sick

They try to run me down

But you know I'm too slick

And I slip and slide like a slinky

Slip and slide with my twinkie

Welcome to my world

As it winds and it twists

I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed

Boo loo chewy wewwy doo boo

And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo

Come see the one at the show of your life

See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right

I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack

But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know

And we packin that funk

With a snap and a clap and a jump jump

So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down

Step on up

And kiss the clown

And kiss the clown

Kiss the clown

On up and kiss the clown

Step on up and kiss the clown

Stop the bus

Violent J comes out

Barrels to your face

And blow your fucking face off

Cause you know my mind is golden oh

Happen to catch me a Beverly show

Body fell asleep but my mind goes on

Welcome to the world of juggla's dome

First day I enrolled at the high school

Butt-naked with a axe

Wow, he's so cool

Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself

My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell

Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan

I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny killin

Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero

Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo

Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya

Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker

To the next class don't wanna be late

Finna ask Brenda on a little date

I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs

Took her to a mud match threw a pair of gloves

Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke

And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night

Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk

Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk

How you doing Brenda?

Mind if I bend ya?

Over rover, do me like Gumby

I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank

And when I finished

I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank

Awww that's a beautiful aquarium

Yeah, you wanna see it

Hey come here bitch

Oh God it's lovely

Yeah, yeah, yeah have a closer look

Die bitch what's up?

What are you a lung fish?

What's up aqua man?

Die bitch die

That's right, bitch

Back to the school

Fat bitch in the locker

Couldn't fit her booty in

So I cut her booty off

Sometimes I feel like I'm already in hell

Throwing up children on Del Ray smell

Fuck those fucking fucks, uh

Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks

Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills

I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills

Where's that other little rich little fag

Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him

I know my boys make the bass go boom

But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room

Aww, aww, Dylan

Aww I want your anus

Aww, you're so hot

Kicked in the stall

Then I kicked in his jaw

Kicked him in face

And I kicked in his balls

Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble

Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle

Took him to the staircase

Jumped on his face

Road him down the bumpy chase

Can I hear him breathe one last note

Stuffed his back down his throat

Back to the locker

Boy oh, boy oh

Back to the locker

Stuff the fucker!

Back to the locker

Boy oh, boy oh

Back to the locker

Fuckin stuff that fucker!

Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit

Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch

Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda smelly

Funk down your legs, and up to your belly

But I'm with Del Ray

So funk don't fade me

Let me hit it man

You're finna kick the can (Sugar)

Come on, bitch, man

You're getting ready to die anyway

Bitch, calm down

Let me get a little poontang

You know what I'm saying

Let me get a little trip, bitch

You finna die

Okay, cause I'm not a raper

But you still make morning paper

Kelly found dead in her bathroom

Naww, Kelly found dead in her dad's room

No, Kelly found dead in her backyard

Cause Kelly choked on a joker's card

Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker

Kelly wouldn't fit

Chop, chop, chop, chop her

Oh no, principal know what I'm about

Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out

Oh shit, they chase me

Cause they found the bodies

Now I run my ass off

Yeah they're gettin mad

You can hear them cuss

Didn't look both ways, and got hit by bus

Crunched up under

Tangled in the wheels

Spit me out the muffler

You know how that feels

Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands

Then I seen Prince so I clap cause I'm a big fan

And straight busted my face on the street

And here come the police

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