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Jugglers out to play...

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

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

And you'd be fucked up if that was really
Come see the one at the show of life
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife,
I ain't nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever
And we packin' funk
With a snap and a and a jump 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

'cause ya my mind is golden oh
Happen to me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my mind on
Welcome to the of juggla's dome
First day I enrolled at the school
Butt-naked an axe, "wow, he's so cool"
"Stand up and say your name, tell us yourself"
My name's 2 and I cut necks all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny
Rich boy seen a ghetto jokero
you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't mean to ya
Then I his dead body in my locker
To the next class wanna be late
Finna ask on a little date
I heard bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a Max threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass by a fat dyke
And left the money-ass bitch there for the
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the
Threw her in the tub, the dumb bitch stunk
How you Brenda, mind if I bend ya
Over rover, do me Dundy
I'm sure like that, ya little skank
And when I finished, I stuffed the 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
up children on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those
Hills is Beverly Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto thrills
Where's that other rich little fag
for Brandon 'cause 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 your anus. Aww, you're so hot."

Kicked in the stall then I 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 Faygo
him to the staircase, jumped on his face
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one last
his back down his throat

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

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

Okay, I'm not a raper
But ya still morning paper
Kelly dead in her bathroom
Nah, found dead in her dad's room
No, Kelly found dead in her
'cause Kelly choked on a Card
Smashed up bodies in my locker
Kelly fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, know what I'm about
'cause one of Dylan's sideburns was
Oh shit, they chase me 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
Crunched up under, in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler, ya know how that
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my
Then I seen Prince so I clap I'm a big fan
And busted my face on the street
And here the police...ya know