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Jugglers out to play...

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

I'm Violent J and I'm
They try to run me down but ya know I'm too
And I slip and slide like a
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 be fucked up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife,
I ain't swallowing nothing,
But I can like you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin' 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
Barrels to face
And blow your face off

ya know my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a show
Body fell asleep but my mind on
to the world of juggla's dome
First day I enrolled at the school
Butt-naked with an axe, "wow, so cool"
"Stand up and say name, tell us about yourself"
My name's 2 and I cut necks all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny killin'
Rich boy never a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the head a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't to knock ya
Then I stuffed his body in my locker
To the class don't wanna be late
Finna ask on a little date
I heard this bitch to fight in clubs
Took her to a Might Max threw a of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat
And the money-ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, her in the trunk
Threw her in the tub, the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda, mind if I ya
rover, do me like Dundy
I'm ya'd like that, ya little skank
And when I finished, I stuffed the fucking in the fish tank

Back to the school, fat in the locker
Couldn't fit her in, so I cut her booty out
Sometimes I feel I'm already in hell
up children on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those
Beverly Hills is Beverly
I'm bring ghetto carnival thrills
Where's that other rich little fag
Looking for Brandon we can't 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
Kicked him in face and in his balls
tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble
Bust him in the head with an empty bottle
him to the staircase, jumped on his face
Road him down the chase
Can I hear him breathe one note
his back 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!

Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the
all that's left is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's smelly
Funk down 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. getting ready to die anyway.
Bitch, calm down. Let me get a little putang, ya know I'm
saying. Let me get a trimp, bitch. You finna die."

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

Yelling, getting mad, you can hear them
look both ways and got hit by bus
Crunched up under, in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler, ya how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my
Then I Prince so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my on the street
And come the police...ya know