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

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

I out when it gets dark
And woke up at the Clark Park
Gotta go, get before I get the wrap
Gotta chopped off head, in my lap

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

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

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

Yes, and gentlemen, he is the Juggla
He'll cut your windpipe, eat face
And slit your motherfucking out
You can see this freak show at the world
of Carnage, keep juggling, motherfucker

'Cuz ya the Juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you, your ass
I shake and twist, try to calm
I might go to Hell 'cuz I'm with Esham

Gotta rhyme for Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head a Billy
Willy, Willy, your mouth
And the south

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

Fucking my friends healthy
'Cuz I grab you by the and fuck you up
And like that bitch, that's the way it is
I'm to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz

in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on forehead
Stick your little by my tagging'
You can fit clowns in a Volkswagen

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

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

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the Juggla it last
Down 2 Dope and try and get trashed
My fellow fucking
gangster killas

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

What's up, bitch? Let me get the
here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I this, like that?
Why are you that, like this?

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

In my corner is scyne
They take care of me but don't at me
'Cuz like I said mug ya
Now run on and don't fuck with the Juggla

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

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