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

(Violent J)
Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the house of
You born in a barn? Shut the fuckin
You see, damn, I'm about to scare you
...Okay now I you
Close eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
wanna, huh, cause you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, cut your finger off,
and stick it in butt
...and it shut
This is when I get crazy, lemme show you
...You know what that means, it don't mean nothin,
But it scares you cause people don't be doing shit
But me...bitch...I'm all it...
Guess what I'm a serial killer, a bad habit
I killed Tony, Charms, and the Silly 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 gotta protest
Some rock and roll bit the head off a rat
march in his concert and chant him to hell
Cause so fuckin TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his sells double and triple
of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you them bands
Instead of them poor people
eatin outta them garbage
When your with that bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherfucka I could use the
The whole world was when Kurt went kabang
When Eazy-E no it wasn't no thang
Rapper of AIDS 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 shit so J can get

If I was your tv I'd be like, at me
If I was shooting I be like shooooom
If I was a fat bitches I'd be like hell nah
If I was a thong I'd be like ahh
If I was a cuss word I'd just be like,
If I was a rock on the I'd be chillin like sup
If I was a I'd just be an exit
If I was the DOC I'd be like "man is bull shit"
If I was your on your car I'd be like...
If I was the on your car I'd be like ahh fuck
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 say, point 103
If I was a richie ass I'd be like, um ok
If I was Spin I'd put a mirror on the cover
and be like fuck us and all our readers, this motherfucker
If I was your mental stress I'd be up
If I was your headaches now and then
I'd be thuuummmp
If I was tounge I'd be hatin' your teeth I'd be like
Ah why do you always bite me every time we
If I was a chair I'd be sit here
and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered hair
If I was your muffler I'd be shhh 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 clock radio I'd be like...
If I was Barry White I'd be what up ya'll
I I was a in the cold I'd be like...
If I was your dead I'd be like...
If I was a drop I'd just be like....
and I was an axe in your neck I say chop

Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE!
Turn it up, right now
Welcome everyone to the big
Jake and Jack, and the dark
Remove your hats or cut off your heads
respect you's amongst the dead
Don't like and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit bitch check nuts
Detroit, Southwest die
The spectacle under the sky

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

Everbody come in our ride
you and your fat ass bitch inside
Wagons, tents are as a breeze
Can't nobody get with these, fucka
IT ON!

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

(Violent J)
Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope serial with style
of the 2000s and beyond

Voodoo, and magical 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 charm will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's 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 just up naked like I always do
And your momma in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I spaghetti
I'd pinch her ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you
You know for thirteen, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his
After you mom the dishes and the silverware
I'd try her till I nut in my underwear

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

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

My axe is my buddy, I him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me
Me and my axe cut bigot spinal cords in
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him
Me and my axe will give your forehead a
My axe is my buddy, I leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a fountain

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

My axe is my buddy, we right the wrongs
Me and my axe leave bigots dead on lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never me cry
Me and my axe leave a divot for your eye