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Well, you know the Juggla jumped in the
Been down the and I broke a few necks
And break a few more, so what's up?
Road by me on the corner, I'm a my nuts up

It's finna you wit dat
But if you a skank, let me hit dat
'Cuz I'm J, ain't even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank naked

I pass out when it gets
And woke up naked at the Park
Gotta go, gotta get before I get the
chopped off head, chilling in my lap

Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I'm
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't
It quit, it don't quit
Mr. Shrink, I'm sick, a

The doctor me I'm a psycho
So I ate his face like I know
Knife to the neck and got more
The night of the axe, the of the forty fuck

Bitch, man you can talk ta
But after you leave, stalk ya
If you're a kid, I'ma take ya
And if you're neck, break ya
If you're an old lady, mug ya
'Cuz bitch, you can't with the Juggla

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is the
cut your windpipe, eat your face
And your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak show at the famous
of Carnage, keep juggling, motherfucker

'Cuz ya the Juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you, that's ass
I and twist, try to keep calm
I go to Hell 'cuz I'm down with Esham

rhyme for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a
Willy, Willy, watch mouth
And fuck the

Running with a of twenty street hoods, yo
What's up, bitch, ah, up, ho?
Sometimes you act you ain't down
With a psychotic clown

my friends ain't healthy
'Cuz I grab you by the and fuck you up
And it's that bitch, that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in biz

Sets in the hood me for dead
So I paint my tag on forehead
your little 'kay by my tagging'
You can fit twenty clowns in a

And we coming straight to your house
I'ma huff and puff and blow fucking neck loose
And I might mug ya
'Cuz will be no fucking with the Juggla

Juggling eyeballs, heads
What you've about, what you've read
The wicked clowns will come
To your birthday party, and bar mitzvah
And cut your off for a small fee
The Juggla ain't taking no shorts nobody

and tweedle-doh
Let the fucking go

And the make it last
Down with 2 and try and get trashed
My fellow fucking
Southwest gangster

Violent J, the
Some might say I'm
Others think I'm quite the
But the bitches like it

up, bitch? Let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the
Why am I like this, that?
Why are you like that, like

The ghetto my brain
And motherfuck, I want it
I'm that nerd in the back of the
That went psycho and killed ass
I and cut and hack
With a 'Kick me' sign on my

In my corner is scyne
They take care of me but stare at me
'Cuz like I said mug ya
Now run on home and fuck with the Juggla

Finally happened, the wicked clown has come to town
And got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land, the southwest ghetto
Where all the Jugglas roam, come one, all
And have the Juggla cut face off, skip to the lou

Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the
You can't fuck the Juggla
Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go