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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 fuckin
You see, damn, I'm about to scare you
...Okay now I you
Close your eyes, open up mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, cause you my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, cut your finger off,
and stick it in butt
...and it shut
is when I get crazy, lemme show you something
...You know what that means, it don't nothin, haha
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, it's a bad
I killed Tony, Charms, and the Silly Rabbit,
Cut the lights, see shit, I'm glowing
Alright, I'm done, cut em back on, wait, you going?
Welcome to the of horrors

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
La di da we gotta that
Some and roll ninja bit the head off a rat
march in his concert and chant him to hell
Cause so fuckin TERRIBLE!
his record sells double and triple
Cause of you bout him rubbin his nipple
Religious? Shit, you helped them
Instead of helpin them poor
eatin them garbage cans
When done with that bitch come protest me
Shiiiiit motherfucka I use the money
The whole world was cryin Kurt went kabang
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 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 I be like shooooom
If I was a fat thong I'd be like hell nah
If I was a hotties thong I'd be ahh
If I was a cuss word I'd be like, fuck
If I was a rock on the moon I'd be chillin sup
If I was a butthole I'd just be an
If I was the DOC I'd be "man this is bull shit"
If I was your tires on car I'd be like...
If I was the bumper on car I'd be like ahh fuck
If I was a I'd be like....
If I was Milano 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 us and all our readers, even this motherfucker
If I was mental stress I'd be catching up
If I was your headaches every now and
I'd be thuuummmp
If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' teeth I'd be like
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 feathered wolf
If I was your I'd be like shhh quietly
Iif I was a price tag I'd be 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 Barry White I'd be like what up
I I was a nipple in the I'd be like...
If I was your dead I'd be like...
If I was a rain I'd just be like....
and I was an axe in your neck I might say

Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE!
Turn it up, about now
Welcome everyone to the big
Jake and Jack, and the carnival
Remove your or we'll cut off your heads
Show respect you's amongst the
Don't bigots and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit changed bitch nuts
Detroit, Southwest die
The spectacle under the sky

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

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

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

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

Voodoo, chicken and wands

"Let's meet contestant one.He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown, who says, "woman love 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 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 have to think it
I might up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just up naked like I always do
And lick your in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I spaghetti
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, "Get the ready!"
Your dad will probably start and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from mother
I pull a forty out and pour for your little brother
I'm steady at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for thirteen, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump
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 house is of brick
And this little piggy is a dick
He sits on his and get's all the respect
But if I get a chance, I'm going for the neck
He in the room, and everybody rose
Lopped off chilling underneath my clothes
they let the piggy, now you can finally sit
But what piggy don't know
Is he's about to get his 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 motherfucker will 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 rain pork rinds

(Chorus)
Three piggies to make that piggy pie
nothing like the sound 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 piggy

My axe is my buddy, I him when I walk
Me and my axe leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me
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 never leave him
Me and my axe leave your 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 wrongs
Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie
My axe is my buddy, he never me cry
Me and my axe leave a divot for your eye