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

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

The told me I'm a psyco
So I ate his face like I know
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 a lil' kid Im'a take ya
and if you're a Im'a break ya
and if you're an old lady mug ya
'cause BITCH!, YA FUCK WITH THE JUGGLA!

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

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

Running with a gang of street hoods, yo
What's up bitch, ah, up ho?
you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic clown
Fucking my ain't healthy
'cause I grab you by the face and you up
And it's 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 forehead
Stick little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit twenty in a Volkswagon
And we coming straight to brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck
And I might mug ya
'cause will be no fucking with the Juggla!!!

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

and tweedle-doh
Let the bass go

And the juggla make it
Down with 2 Dope and try n' get
My fellow fellas
Southwest killas
Violent J, the
Some say I'm schitsofrantic
Others I'm quite the psychic
But somehow the bitches it

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

I'm that nerd in the back of the
That psycho and killed your ass
I and cut and hack
a "Kick Me" sign on my back
In my corner is scyne
They care of me, but don't stare at me
'cause like I I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't fuck 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, where all the jugglas
Come one, come all and 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 bass go!