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

Well you never juggle junk in the mix
I been down the road and I a few necks
And I'll break a few more so up?
Road by me, Im hold my nutz 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 skank naked!
I pass out when it gets
and woke up naked at the Park
go gotta go before I get the wrap!
Gotta off head chillin' in my lap!
Mister shrink, mister shrink I'm
it don't quit
It quit, it don't quit
Mister shrink I'm sick, a

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

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

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

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

Juggling eyeballs, juggling
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 no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the make it last
Down with 2 and try n' get trashed
My fellow fellas
Southwest killas
J, the psychopathic
Some say I'm schitsofrantic
Others think I'm quite the
But somehow the like it

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

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

Finally happened, the wicked clown come to your town
And he's got your daughter by the
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 juggla fuck with the
You can't with the juggla

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go!