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A mix of the old shit
for you to knock down the block to
Love.....

(Violent J)
Woboogawoo WAAA!! to the house of horrors
You born in a barn? Shut the door
You see, damn, cause I'm about to you
...Okay now I you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and to ten
wanna, huh, cause you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, cut your finger off,
and stick it in your
...and glue it
This is I get crazy, lemme show you something
...You what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha
But it scares you cause people don't be doing that
But me...bitch...I'm all it...
Guess what I'm a serial killer, a bad habit
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Rabbit,
Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm
Alright, I'm done, cut em back on, wait, where you
Welcome to the house of

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
La di da we protest that
Some rock and ninja bit the head off a rat
Let's march in his concert and him to hell
Cause so fuckin TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his record sells double and
Cause of you whinin bout him rubbin his
Religious? Shit, you helped them
Instead of helpin them poor
eatin outta garbage cans
your done with that bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherfucka I use the money
The whole world was when Kurt went kabang
When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no
Rapper dies of but you hardly mention
Rocker blows his face off and becomes a
and a shot gun and a hero was made
Maybe I should do that so J can get paid

If I was your tv I'd be like, at me
If I was shooting star I be shooooom
If I was a fat bitches I'd be like hell nah
If I was a hotties thong I'd be ahh
If I was a cuss word I'd just be like,
If I was a on the moon I'd be chillin like sup
If I was a butthole I'd be an exit
If I was the DOC I'd be "man this is bull shit"
If I was tires on your car I'd be like...
If I was the bumper on your car I'd be like ahh
If I was a I'd be like....
If I was Alyssa I'd be fucking Joe Bruce
If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, 103
If I was a ass bitch I'd be like, um ok
If I was magazine I'd put a mirror on the cover
and be like fuck us and all our readers, even this
If I was your stress I'd be catching up
If I was headaches every now and then
I'd be like
If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your teeth I'd be
Ah why do you always bite me every time we
If I was a I'd be like sit here
and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered wolf
If I was your muffler I'd be like quietly
Iif I was a price tag I'd be like you ain't me
If I was a DJ I'd be like...
If I was Jam J I'd be like...
If I was a cheap clock I'd be like...
If I was Barry White I'd be like what up
I I was a in the cold I'd be like...
If I was your dead I'd be like...
If I was a rain drop I'd be like....
and I was an axe in your I might say chop

Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE!
Turn it up, right now
Welcome to the big show
Jake and Jack, and the dark
Remove your hats or we'll cut off heads
Show respect you's amongst the
Don't like bigots and boy fucks
Ain't shit changed check nuts
Detroit, murderers die
The spectacle under the sky

(Violent J)
Five came and made they mark
From moon you gone Patton Park
your drum kits, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked bitch hello

Everbody come in our ride
Bring you and your fat ass inside
Wagons, tents are as a breeze
nobody get with these, motha fucka
IT ON!

(Chorus)
Bring it, bring it, it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, it
it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, it, bring it
Bring it, it
Bring it, it

(Violent J)
Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope serial killers with
Fashion of the and beyond

Voodoo, chicken and wands

"Let's meet contestant number one.He's a skitsofrantic, killer clown, who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your question?"

"Contestant number one,I believe first impressions last forever. So let's say you to come over to my parent's house and have dinner with me and my family. Tell me what you would do to make that first impression really stick"

(Violent J)
see, hmm, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I it
I'd probably show up naked like I always do
And lick your momma in the eye and her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd her loopy ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your
I pull a forty out and some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, tell you this
You know for only thirteen, she got big tits
After that, your dad try to jump again
And this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the
I'd try fuck her till I nut in my

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
The second little piggy, his house is of brick
And this little is a motherfucking dick
He sits on his and get's all the respect
But if I get a chance, I'm going for the neck
He walked in the room, and everybody
Lopped off bucket chilling underneath my
First they let the piggy, now you can sit
But this piggy don't know
Is he's to get his neck wet
Now I the bailiff, I'm thinking what the fuck?
I can smoke room before his hearing aid
pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get
tired motherfucker will probably die tomorrow anyway
Here come the piggy, it's time for my
His eyes are blood red with a looking face
He saw my joker's smile, and me to die
So I racked on the bucket, it fucking rain pork rinds

(Chorus)
little piggies to make that piggy pie
There's nothing like the when you hear a piggy die
I choose a gun (no!)
I might an ax (yes!)
The Carnival's in town, come and get your snacks

My axe is my buddy, I him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigot cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I him back
Me and my axe give your forehead a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, I leave without him
Me and my axe will leave neck a bloody fountain

(Chorus 2x)
everybody everybody run
Murdering murdering fun
swing swing
Chop chop
swing swing
Chop chop

My axe is my buddy, we the planet's wrongs
Me and my axe bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he makes me cry
Me and my axe will leave a for your eye