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Jugglers out to play...

Guess who's coming to your big
jesters kick it clowns
Circus sound painted
Carnival of carnage round

I'm J and I'm sick
They try to run me down but ya know I'm too
And I slip and like a slinkie
and slide with my twinkie
Welcome to my as it winds and it twists
I'm a a funky little rhyme that you missed

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

Kiss the

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

'cause ya know my mind is oh
Happen to catch me a Beverly
Body fell but my mind goes on
Welcome to the world of juggla's
First day I enrolled at the high
Butt-naked with an axe, "wow, so cool"
"Stand up and say your name, us about yourself"
My name's 2 Dope and I cut all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm to find Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat a carny carny killin'
Rich boy never seen a ghetto
you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't mean to ya
Then I stuffed his dead in my locker
To the next class wanna be late
Finna ask on a little date
I this bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a Max threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat
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 doing Brenda, mind if I ya
Over rover, do me like
I'm sure ya'd that, ya little skank
And when I finished, I stuffed the head in the fish tank

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

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

Kicked in the then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in and kicked in his balls
Punk to run but he couldn't try to wobble
Bust him in the head with an empty bottle
Took him to the staircase, jumped on his
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one note
Stuffed his down his throat

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

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

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

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

Yelling, getting mad, you can hear them
Didn't look ways and got hit by bus
Crunched up under, in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler, ya know how feels
both my legs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my on the street
And here the police...ya know