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

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

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

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

'cause ya know the juggla will ya up fast
And if I you that's your ass
I and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to 'cause I'm down with Esham
Gotta rhyme for Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head a Billy
Willy, Willy, your mouth
And fuck the

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

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

and tweedle-doh
Let the bass go

And the juggla it last
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get
My fellow fellas
Southwest killas
Violent J, the
Some might say I'm
think I'm quite the psychic
But the bitches like it

What's up bitch, let me get the
here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like
Why are you like that, this
The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck I it back

I'm nerd in the back of the class
went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and
With a "Kick Me" sign on my
In my is scyne therapy
They take care of me, but stare at me
'cause like I said mug ya
Now run on home and fuck with the Juggla!!!

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

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

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go!