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

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
La di da we gotta that
Some rock and roll bit the head off a rat
march in his concert and chant him to hell
Cause he's so TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his record sells and triple
Cause of you whinin him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you them bands
Instead of them poor people
outta them garbage cans
When your done with bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherfucka I could use the
The whole world was when Kurt went kabang
When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no
Rapper dies of AIDS but you mention
blows his face off and becomes a legend
Heroin and a shot gun and a hero was
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 shooooom
If I was a fat bitches I'd be like hell nah
If I was a hotties 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 be an exit
If I was the DOC I'd be "man this 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 Milano I'd be 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 us and all our readers, even this motherfucker
If I was mental stress I'd be catching up
If I was your 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 we eat?
If I was a chair I'd be like sit
and if I was Kid Rock I'd cut my wolf hair
If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh
Iif I was a tag I'd be like you ain't buyin 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 White I'd be like what up ya'll
I I was a in the cold I'd be like...
If I was your uncle 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 cut off your heads
respect you's amongst the dead
Don't like bigots and boy fucks
Ain't shit changed check nuts
Detroit, murderers die
The greatest under the sky

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

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

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

(Violent J)
Violent J, 2 Dope serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000s and

Voodoo, and magical wands

"Let's meet contestant number one.He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown, who says, "woman his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his charm work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your 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 do to make that first impression really stick"

(Violent J)
Let's see, hmm, well, I'd to think about it
I show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably show up naked like I always do
And lick momma in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I 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 him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace your mother
I a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only thirteen, she got some big
After that, your dad try to jump again
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 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 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 he's to get his neck wet
Now I seen the bailiff, I'm thinking what the
I can this room before his hearing aid
pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get
That tired will probably die tomorrow anyway
Here come the piggy, time for my case
His are blood red with a wicked looking face
He saw my joker's smile, and me to die
So I racked on the bucket, made it rain pork rinds

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

My axe is my buddy, I bring him I walk
Me and my axe leave 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 a buttcrack
My axe is my buddy, I never leave 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 right the planet's
Me and my axe bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he makes me cry
Me and my axe leave a divot for your eye