Luyện nghe bài hát Joker & The Juggler / Let Me Go

Well you never that junk in the mix
I been down the road and I broke a few
And I'll break a few so what's up?
Road by me, Im gonna my nutz up!
It's fine ta you wit dat(wit dat)
I hear some let me hit dat(hit dat)
I'm J and I'm one to fake
I see some folded up skank bitches naked!
I pass out it gets dark
and up naked at the Clark Park
Gotta go gotta go I get the wrap!
Gotta chopped off head in my lap!
Mister shrink, mister I'm sick
Luna-tic-tic-toc it don't
It don't quit, it don't
Mister I'm sick, a luna-ticy-tic

The doctor me I'm a psyco
So I ate his face I don't know
to tha neck and I got some mo'
The night of the axe, the of the .44
Bitch I'm a man you can ta'
But after you leave Im'a ya
and if you're a lil' kid take ya
and if you're a neck break ya
and if you're an old lady mug ya
'cause BITCH!, YA CAN'T FUCK THE JUGGLA!

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the
cut your windpipe, eat your face
And your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak at the world famous Carnival of Carnage
juggling, motherfucker!

'cause ya the juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try to keep
I might go to 'cause I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for your Willy
Then I hit him in the with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your
And the south

with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
What's up bitch, ah, up ho?
you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic wicked
Fucking my friends ain't
'cause I grab you by the and fuck you up
And like that bitch that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in biz
Sets in the hood want me for
So I paint my tag on they
Stick your little 'kay by my
You can fit clowns in a Volkswagon
And we coming to your brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck
And then I mug ya
'cause they're will be no fucking the Juggla!!!

eyeballs, juggling heads
What heard about, what you've read
The juggling wicked clowns will come to
party, wedding, and barmitzva
And cut your back off for a fee
The juggla ain't no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the juggla make it
with 2 Dope and try n' get trashed
My fucking fellas
Southwest killas
Violent J, the
might say I'm schitsofrantic
Others I'm quite the psychic
But somehow the like it

up bitch, let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the
Why am I like this, like
Why are you like that, this
The ghetto took my and motherfuck I want it back

I'm that nerd in the of the class
That went psycho and your ass
I and cut and hack
a "Kick Me" sign on my back
In my corner is therapy
They take care of me, but stare at me
'cause I said I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't with the Juggla!!!

Finally happened, the wicked clown have to your town
And he's got your by the hand
her a new land
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the roam
one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off
to the lou

Juggla juggla fuck the juggla
You can't fuck with the

Tweedle-dee and
Let the fucking go!