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Jugglers out to play...

Guess coming to your big town
Jugglin' jesters kick it
Circus sound frown
Carnival of carnage creeping

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
and slide with my twinkie
Welcome to my world as it and it twists
I'm a kick a funky little rhyme you missed

And you'd be fucked up if that was 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' that
a snap and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky 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 know my 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
Butt-naked with an axe, "wow, 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 cut his throat with a carny carny killin'
boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the head a sledgehammo
Sorry didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead in my locker
To the next class don't wanna be
Finna ask Brenda on a date
I heard this bitch likes to fight in
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
Woke her in the morning, her in the trunk
Threw her in the tub, 'cause the dumb stunk
How you doing Brenda, if I bend ya
rover, do me like Dundy
I'm ya'd like that, ya little skank
And I finished, I stuffed the fucking head in the fish tank

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

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

in the stall then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face and in his balls
Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to
Bust him in the head with an Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase, jumped on his
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I him breathe one last note
Stuffed his back 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 hall and I'm feeling the shit
'cause all that's left is one ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your kinda smelly
Funk down your legs and up to belly
But I'm with Del Ray, so fuck, fade 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 still make paper
Kelly dead in her bathroom
Nah, Kelly found dead in her dad's
No, Kelly dead in her backyard
'cause Kelly choked on a Joker's
Smashed up bodies in my locker
Kelly wouldn't fit, her
Oh no, know what I'm about
one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking
Oh shit, they chase me 'cause they the bodies
Now I run my ass off, he-ho

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