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?
by me, Im gonna hold my nutz up!
It's ta fuck you wit dat(wit dat)
I some skank let me hit dat(hit dat)
I'm Violent J and I'm one to
I wanna see some up skank bitches naked!
I pass out when it dark
and woke up at the Clark Park
Gotta go gotta go I get the wrap!
Gotta chopped off chillin' in my lap!
shrink, mister shrink I'm sick
Luna-tic-tic-toc it quit
It don't quit, it don't
shrink I'm sick, a luna-ticy-tic

The doctor told me I'm a
So I ate his face like I 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 you leave Im'a stalk ya
and if a lil' kid Im'a take ya
and if you're a Im'a break 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 your motherfucking heart out
You can see this show 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 and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to 'cause I'm down with Esham
Gotta for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch mouth
And fuck the

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

Juggling eyeballs, juggling
What you've about, what you've read
The juggling wicked will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and
And cut your off for a small fee
The juggla taking no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the make it last
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get
My fucking fellas
Southwest gangster
Violent J, the
might say I'm schitsofrantic
Others I'm quite the psychic
But somehow the bitches it

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

I'm that in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed ass
I slash and cut and
a "Kick Me" sign on my back
In my corner is scyne
They take 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 clown have come to your town
And got your daughter by the hand
her a new land
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas
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

and tweedle-doh
Let the bass go!