A mix of the old shit Somethin' for you to down the block to Love.....
(Violent J) Woboogawoo WAAA!! to the house of horrors You in a barn? Shut the fuckin door You see, damn, cause I'm to scare you ...Okay now I you Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and to ten Don't wanna, huh, cause you know my nuts are in I'm twisted, I'll cut finger off, and stick it in your ...and it shut This is when I get crazy, lemme show you ...You know what that means, it mean nothin, haha But it scares you people 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 Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Silly Rabbit, Cut the lights, see shit, I'm glowing Alright, I'm done, cut em back on, wait, where you Welcome to the of horrors
(Shaggy 2 Dope) La di da we protest that rock and roll ninja bit the head off a rat Let's in his concert and chant him to hell he's so fuckin TERRIBLE! Meanwhile his record double and triple Cause of you whinin bout him his nipple Religious? Shit, you them bands Instead of them poor people eatin outta them garbage When your with that bitch come protest me Shiiiiit motherfucka I use the money The whole world was cryin Kurt went kabang When Eazy-E died no it wasn't no dies of AIDS but you hardly mention Rocker blows his face off and becomes a and a shot gun and a hero was made Maybe I do that shit so J can get paid
If I was your tv I'd be like, at me If I was shooting I be like shooooom If I was a fat bitches thong I'd be hell nah If I was a thong I'd be like 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 be an exit If I was the DOC I'd be like "man this is shit" If I was your on your 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 Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, 103 If I was a richie ass I'd be like, um ok If I was Spin magazine I'd put a mirror on the and be like fuck us and all our readers, this motherfucker If I was your mental I'd be catching up If I was your headaches every now and I'd be like If I was your tounge I'd be hatin' your teeth I'd be Ah why do you always me every time we eat? If I was a chair I'd be like sit and if I was Kid I'd cut my feathered wolf hair If I was your muffler I'd be like shhh 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 clock radio I'd be like... If I was Barry White I'd be 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 I'd just be like.... and I was an axe in neck I might say chop
Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE! Turn it up, about now Welcome everyone to the big Jake and Jack, and the carnival your hats or we'll cut off your heads Show you's amongst the dead Don't like and richy boy fucks shit changed bitch check nuts Detroit, murderers die The spectacle under the sky
(Violent J) Five cards came and made mark From moon you gone down Park Fuck drum kits, xylophone, cello I'm a wicked bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our you and your fat ass bitch inside Wagons, tents are swift as a Can't nobody get with these, motha IT ON!
(Chorus) Bring it, bring it, 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, bring it, bring it it, bring it Bring it, it
(Violent J) Violent J, Shaggy 2 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" find out if his charm will 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 would do to that first impression really stick"
(Violent J) Let's see, hmm, well, I'd have to about it I might up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it I'd probably just show up naked like I do And lick momma 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 start tripping and get me 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 staring at your sister, tell you this You know for only thirteen, she got big tits After that, dad will try to jump again And only this time, I'd put the to his chin After you mom the dishes and the silverware I'd try fuck her till I nut in my
(Shaggy 2 Dope) The little piggy, his house is made of brick And this little is a motherfucking dick He sits on his bench and all the respect But if I get a chance, I'm going straight for the He walked in the room, and rose Lopped off bucket chilling underneath my First let the piggy, now you can finally sit But what this don't know Is he's to get his neck wet Now I seen the bailiff, I'm thinking the fuck? I can smoke this room before his aid Will it up Old-ass man, I let him get That tired motherfucker will probably die tomorrow Here 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 fucking rain rinds
(Chorus) Three little piggies to make 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 him when I walk Me and my axe will leave head outlined in chalk My axe is my buddy, he always me laugh Me and my axe cut bigot spinal in half My axe is my buddy, and when I him back Me and my axe will give your a buttcrack My axe is my buddy, I never without 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 the planet's wrongs Me and my axe leave bigots dead on lawns My axe is my buddy, he makes me cry Me and my axe leave a divot for your eye