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Jugglers out to play...

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

I'm Violent J and I'm
They try to run me but ya know I'm too slick
And I slip and slide like a
Slip and slide my twinkie
Welcome to my as it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky little rhyme you missed

And you'd be 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 ever know
And we packin' funk
With a and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky freak if ya wanna be down
Step on up, ah...and kiss the

Kiss the

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

'cause ya my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverly
Body asleep but my mind goes on
Welcome to the world of juggla's
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 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat a carny carny killin'
Rich boy never seen a ghetto
Slap you in the with a sledgehammo
Dylan didn't mean to knock ya
Then I his dead 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
her to a Might Max threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass by a fat dyke
And left the money-ass there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the
Threw her in the tub, 'cause the bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda, if I bend ya
Over rover, do me Dundy
I'm sure ya'd like that, ya skank
And when I finished, I the fucking head in the fish tank

Back to the school, fat in the locker
fit her booty in, so I cut her booty out
Sometimes I like I'm already in hell
Throwing up on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, those fucks
Beverly is Beverly Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival
that other little rich little fag
Looking for Brandon 'cause we can't him
I know my make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear 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 kicked in his
Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to
him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase, jumped on his
Road him down the bumpy
Can I him breathe one last 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 stop fucker!

Walking down the and I'm feeling like the shit
'cause all that's left is one skank ass
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda
Funk down legs and up to your belly
But I'm with Del Ray, so fuck, don't me
Let me him man, you're finna 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 little trimp, bitch. You die."

Okay, I'm not a raper
But ya make morning paper
Kelly found dead in her
Nah, Kelly found dead in her room
No, Kelly dead in her backyard
'cause choked on a Joker's Card
up bodies chilling in my locker
Kelly fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, principal what I'm about
'cause one of Dylan's 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 cuss
Didn't look both and got hit by bus
up under, tangled in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler, ya how that feels
Lost my legs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen Prince so I clap I'm a big fan
And straight my face on the street
And here the police...ya know