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Jugglers out to play...

Guess coming to your big town
Jugglin' jesters kick it
Circus sound frown
Carnival of carnage round

I'm Violent J and I'm
They try to run me down but ya know I'm too
And I and slide like a slinkie
Slip and slide with my
Welcome to my world as it winds and it
I'm a kick a little rhyme that you missed

And be fucked up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your
See me breathe and swallow a knife, right
I swallowing nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever
And we that funk
With a snap and a and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be
Step on up, ah...and the clown

Kiss the

the bus
Violent J out
to your face
And blow fucking face off

ya know my mind is golden oh
Happen to me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my goes on
Welcome to the world of dome
First day I enrolled at the high
with an axe, "wow, he's so cool"
"Stand up and say your name, tell us yourself"
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to
Dylan, Dylan, I'm to find Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny
boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my
To the next class don't be late
ask Brenda on a little date
I heard this likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a Max threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass by a fat dyke
And left the money-ass bitch there for the
Woke her in the morning, her in the trunk
Threw her in the tub, 'cause the dumb stunk
How you doing Brenda, if I bend ya
Over rover, do me like
I'm ya'd like that, ya little skank
And I finished, I stuffed the fucking head in the fish tank

to the school, fat bitch in the locker
Couldn't fit her in, so I cut her booty out
Sometimes I feel like I'm already in
up children on Del Ray smell
Fuck fucking fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, those fucks
Beverly Hills is Kills
I'm gonna bring carnival thrills
Where's that little rich little fag
Looking for Brandon 'cause we stand him
I my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can jacking off in the boys room

"Aww, aww, Dylan. I want anus. Aww, you're so hot."

Kicked in the then I kicked in his jaw
him in face and kicked in his balls
Punk tried to run but he try to wobble
Bust him in the head an empty Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase, on his face
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one note
his back down his throat

to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, that fucker!
to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, stop that fucker!

Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the
'cause all that's left is one skank ass
Kelly, Kelly, your kinda smelly
Funk down legs and up to your belly
But I'm Del Ray, so fuck, don't fade me
Let me him man, finna kick the can

"Come on, bitch, man. You're ready to die anyway.
Bitch, down. Let me get a little putang, ya know what I'm
saying. Let me get a trimp, bitch. You finna die."

Okay, I'm not a raper
But ya make morning paper
Kelly dead in her bathroom
Nah, Kelly found dead in her dad's
No, Kelly dead in her backyard
'cause choked on a Joker's Card
Smashed up bodies chilling in my
wouldn't fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, principal what I'm about
'cause one of sideburns was sticking
Oh shit, they chase me 'cause they the bodies
Now I run my ass off, he-ho

Yelling, mad, you can hear them cuss
Didn't look both and got hit by bus
Crunched up under, tangled in the
Spit me out the muffler, ya know how that
Lost both my legs so I'm on my hands
Then I seen so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan
And straight my face on the street
And come the police...ya know