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Jugglers out to play...

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

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

And you'd be up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the of your life
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife,
I ain't swallowing nothing,
But I can juggalo like you never you'd ever know
And we packin' funk
With a snap and a clap and a 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 your fucking face off

ya know my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a show
Body fell but my mind goes on
to the world of juggla's dome
First day I at the high school
Butt-naked an axe, "wow, he's so cool"
"Stand up and say your name, us about yourself"
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find
I'm cut his throat with a carny carny killin'
Rich boy never seen a ghetto
you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his body in my locker
To the next class don't be late
ask Brenda on a little date
I this bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a Might Max threw a pair of
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat
And left the bitch there for the night
her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the tub, 'cause the dumb bitch
How you doing Brenda, mind if I ya
Over rover, do me like
I'm sure ya'd that, ya little skank
And I finished, I stuffed the fucking 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 like I'm already in hell
Throwing up children on Del Ray
Fuck those fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those
Beverly Hills is Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto thrills
Where's that other rich little fag
for Brandon 'cause we can't stand him
I know my boys make the go boom
But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys

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

Kicked in the stall then I in his jaw
him in face and kicked in his balls
Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to
Bust him in the head an empty Faygo bottle
him to the staircase, jumped 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, stop fucker!
to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, stop that fucker!

Walking down the hall and I'm like the shit
'cause all that's left is one ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda
Funk your legs and up to your belly
But I'm with Del Ray, so fuck, fade me
Let me him man, you're finna 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 make morning paper
Kelly found dead in her
Nah, Kelly found in her dad's room
No, found dead in her backyard
Kelly choked on a Joker's Card
Smashed up chilling in my locker
wouldn't fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, know what I'm about
'cause one of Dylan's was sticking
Oh shit, they chase me 'cause found the bodies
Now I run my ass off, he-ho

Yelling, mad, you can hear them cuss
Didn't look ways and got hit by bus
Crunched up under, tangled in the
me out the muffler, ya know how that 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 busted my face on the
And come the police...ya know