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Jugglers out to play...

who's coming to your big town
Jugglin' jesters kick it
Circus sound frown
of carnage creeping round

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

And you'd be fucked up if was really voodoo
Come see the one at the of your life
See me breathe and swallow a knife, right
I ain't nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin' that
a snap and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky freak if ya wanna be down
on up, ah...and kiss the clown

Kiss the

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

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

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

"Aww, aww, Dylan. I want your anus. Aww, so hot."

Kicked in the stall I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face and kicked in his
tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble
Bust him in the with an empty Faygo bottle
him to the staircase, jumped on his face
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one note
Stuffed his back down his

to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, stop 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 is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda
Funk your legs and up to your belly
But I'm Del Ray, so fuck, don't fade me
Let me him man, you're kick the can

"Come on, bitch, man. You're ready to die anyway.
Bitch, calm down. Let me get a 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 found dead in her
Nah, Kelly found in her dad's room
No, Kelly dead in her backyard
'cause Kelly choked on a Card
Smashed up bodies in my locker
Kelly fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, principal know I'm about
'cause one of Dylan's sideburns was
Oh shit, they chase me 'cause found the bodies
Now I run my ass off, he-ho

Yelling, getting mad, you can 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 feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my
Then I seen Prince so I clap I'm a big fan
And straight my face on the street
And here come the police...ya