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Jugglers out to play...

who's coming to your big town
Jugglin' kick it clowns
Circus sound frown
of carnage creeping round

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

And you'd be fucked up if was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of life
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife,
I ain't swallowing nothing,
But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever
And we that 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
to your face
And blow fucking face off

'cause ya my mind is golden oh
to catch me a Beverly show
Body asleep but my mind goes on
to the world of juggla's dome
First day I at the high school
Butt-naked with an axe, "wow, 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 Dylan
I'm finna cut his with a carny carny killin'
Rich boy never seen a ghetto
you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my
To the next class wanna be late
ask Brenda on a little date
I heard this bitch likes to fight in
Took her to a Might Max threw a pair of
to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And the money-ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the
her in the tub, 'cause the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda, mind if I ya
Over rover, do me Dundy
I'm sure like that, ya little skank
And when I finished, I the fucking head in the fish tank

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

"Aww, aww, Dylan. I your anus. Aww, you're 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 with an empty Faygo bottle
him to the staircase, jumped on his face
Road him down the bumpy
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, stop that fucker!

Walking the hall and I'm feeling like the shit
'cause all left is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your kinda 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 finna the can

"Come on, bitch, man. getting ready to die anyway.
Bitch, down. Let me get a little putang, ya know what I'm
saying. Let me get a little trimp, bitch. You die."

Okay, I'm not a raper
But ya still morning paper
Kelly found in her bathroom
Nah, Kelly found dead in her room
No, Kelly found dead in her
'cause Kelly on a Joker's Card
up bodies chilling in my locker
Kelly wouldn't fit, her
Oh no, principal know what I'm
'cause one of sideburns was sticking
Oh shit, chase me 'cause they found 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
Spit me out the muffler, ya how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my
I seen Prince so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my face on the
And here come the police...ya