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A little mix of the old
Somethin' for you to knock down the to
Love.....

(Violent J)
Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the of horrors
You born in a Shut the fuckin door
You see, damn, cause I'm to scare you
...Okay now I you
your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, I'll cut your off,
and it in your butt
...and glue it
This is when I get crazy, show you something
...You know what that means, it don't mean nothin,
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 protest that
Some rock and ninja bit the head off a rat
march in his concert and chant him to hell
Cause he's so TERRIBLE!
Meanwhile his record double and triple
Cause of you whinin him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped bands
of helpin them poor people
eatin them garbage cans
your done with that bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherfucka I could use the
The world was cryin when Kurt went kabang
When Eazy-E no it wasn't no thang
Rapper dies of AIDS but you mention
Rocker blows his face off and a legend
Heroin and a 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 star I be like shooooom
If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be 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 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 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 fucking Joe
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, this motherfucker
If I was your mental stress I'd be up
If I was your headaches every now and
I'd be thuuummmp
If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your I'd be like
Ah why do you always me every time we eat?
If I was a chair I'd be sit here
and if I was Kid I'd cut my feathered wolf 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 clock I'd be like...
If I was Barry White I'd be what up ya'll
I I was a nipple in the I'd be like...
If I was dead uncle I'd be like...
If I was a rain drop I'd be like....
and I was an axe in your neck I might say

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

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

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

(Chorus)
Bring it, bring it, it
it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, it, bring it
it, bring it, bring it, bring it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, it
Bring it, bring it, bring it, 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 clown, who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your question?"

"Contestant 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 first impression really stick"

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

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
The second little piggy, his is made of brick
And this piggy is a motherfucking 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 everybody
Lopped off bucket chilling my clothes
they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what this piggy know
Is he's about to get his wet
Now I seen the bailiff, I'm thinking the fuck?
I can smoke this room his hearing aid
pick it up
Old-ass man, I let him get
That tired motherfucker will probably die anyway
Here come the piggy, time for my case
His eyes are red with a wicked 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 might a gun (no!)
I might an ax (yes!)
The Carnival's in town, come and get your piggy

My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I
Me and my axe will leave your outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me
Me and my axe cut bigot spinal in half
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 bloody

(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 leave bigots on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he makes me cry
Me and my axe will a divot for your eye