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Jugglers out to play...

who's coming to your big town
Jugglin' jesters kick it
Circus sound painted
Carnival of creeping round

I'm Violent J and I'm
They try to run me down but ya I'm too slick
And I slip and like a slinkie
Slip and slide my twinkie
to my world as it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you

And be fucked up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your
See me breathe and swallow a knife, right
I ain't nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo like you thought you'd ever know
And we that funk
With a and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky if ya wanna be down
Step on up, ah...and kiss the

Kiss the

the bus
Violent J out
Barrels to face
And blow fucking face off

'cause ya know my mind is oh
to catch me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my mind on
Welcome to the world of dome
day I enrolled at the high school
Butt-naked an axe, "wow, he's so cool"
"Stand up and say your name, us about yourself"
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat a carny carny killin'
Rich boy never a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my
To the next class don't wanna be
Finna ask Brenda on a date
I heard bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a Max threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass by a fat dyke
And left the money-ass bitch there for the
her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the tub, 'cause the bitch stunk
How you Brenda, mind if I bend ya
Over rover, do me Dundy
I'm sure ya'd like that, ya little
And when I finished, I stuffed the fucking head in the fish

to the school, fat bitch in the locker
Couldn't fit her booty in, so I cut her out
Sometimes I like I'm already in hell
Throwing up on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, those fucks
Hills is Beverly Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival
Where's that other little little fag
Looking for Brandon 'cause we can't him
I my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear off in the boys room

"Aww, aww, Dylan. I your anus. Aww, you're so hot."

in the stall then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face and kicked in his
Punk to run but he couldn't try to wobble
him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase, on his face
Road him the bumpy chase
Can I him breathe one last note
Stuffed his back down his

to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, stop fucker!
to the locker, boy oh boy oh
Back to the locker, fucking stop fucker!

down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit
'cause all left is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your kinda smelly
down your legs and up to your belly
But I'm Del Ray, so fuck, don't fade me
Let me him man, you're kick the can

"Come on, bitch, man. You're getting to die anyway.
Bitch, down. Let me get a little putang, ya know what I'm
saying. Let me get a trimp, bitch. You finna die."

Okay, 'cause I'm not a
But ya still make morning
Kelly found in her bathroom
Nah, Kelly found dead in her dad's
No, Kelly found dead in her
'cause Kelly choked on a Card
Smashed up bodies chilling in my
Kelly fit, chop-chop-chop-chop her
Oh no, know what I'm about
one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking
Oh shit, they chase me 'cause found the bodies
Now I run my ass off, he-ho

Yelling, getting mad, you can hear them
look both ways and got hit by bus
Crunched up under, tangled in the
me out the muffler, ya know how that feels
Lost both my so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen so I clap 'cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my on the street
And here the police...ya know