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A mix of the old shit
Somethin' for you to 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 to scare you
...Okay now I you
Close eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, cut your finger off,
and stick it in butt
...and glue it
This is I get crazy, lemme show you something
...You know what that means, it mean nothin, haha
But it you cause people don't be doing that shit
But me...bitch...I'm all it...
what I'm a serial killer, it's 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
to the house of horrors

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
La di da we gotta protest
Some rock and roll ninja bit the off a rat
Let's march in his concert and chant him to
Cause so fuckin TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his sells double and triple
of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped them
Instead of helpin them people
eatin outta them garbage
When your done with that bitch come me
motherfucka I could use the money
The whole world was cryin when Kurt went
When Eazy-E no it wasn't no thang
Rapper dies of AIDS but you mention
blows his face off and becomes a legend
Heroin and a shot gun and a was made
Maybe I should do that shit so J can get

If I was tv I'd be like, look at me
If I was shooting star I be like
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 word I'd just be like, fuck
If I was a rock on the I'd be chillin like sup
If I was a butthole I'd just be an
If I was the DOC I'd be like "man 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 ahh fuck
If I was a I'd be like....
If I was Alyssa I'd be fucking Joe Bruce
If I was a DJ I'd probably say, point 103
If I was a ass bitch I'd be like, um ok
If I was Spin magazine I'd put a 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 your headaches now and then
I'd be thuuummmp
If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your I'd be like
Ah why do you bite me every time we eat?
If I was a chair I'd be like sit
and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my feathered hair
If I was your I'd be like 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 cheap radio I'd be like...
If I was Barry White I'd be like up ya'll
I I was a nipple in the I'd be like...
If I was your uncle I'd be like...
If I was a rain I'd just be like....
and I was an axe in your I might say chop

Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE!
Turn it up, right now
everyone to the big show
Jake and Jack, and the carnival
Remove your or we'll cut off your heads
Show you's amongst the dead
Don't like and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit changed bitch check
Detroit, murderers die
The greatest spectacle the sky

(Violent J)
Five cards came and made mark
moon you gone down Patton Park
Fuck drum kits, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown hello

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

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

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

Voodoo, chicken and wands

"Let's meet contestant number one.He's a skitsofrantic, serial 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 were 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 impression really stick"

(Violent J)
see, hmm, well, I'd have to think about it
I might up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked I always do
And lick 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!"
Your dad will probably start and get me pissed
I'd to walk up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's time, we hearing grace from your mother
I a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you
You know for only thirteen, she got big tits
that, your dad will try to jump again
And only time, I'd put the forty to his chin
you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd try fuck her I nut in my underwear

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

(Chorus)
Three little piggies to make that pie
There's nothing like the sound when you 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 bring him when I
Me and my axe will your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigot cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and I wind him back
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 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 divot for eye