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Great Milenko
Hokus Pokus
Piggie Pie
How Many Times?
Southwest Voodoo
Halls of Illusion
Under The Moon
What Is a Juggalo
House of Horrors
Boogie Woogie Wu
The Neden Game
Hellaluja
Down With The Clown
Just Like that
Pass Me By
"Pumpkin, put
some music on, I feel like dancin'." "Hold on, suga,
I'm fixin' to right now 3,6,4 awright, now come over
here, woman, let's
get this shindig started, woo! C'mon, everybody! Now what in the
hell is wrong with this juke machine?" "Be warned, my
children six will visit followed by the crumbling of
time itself. Before
the coming of Shangra La, a dark Carnival will sweep
across the land, as a
shadow, plagued with destruction. A parade of freaks, jugglers, and
death. This wretched nightmare is led by six faces. Three
have come three have
gone. The fourth emerges now. He walks among us as a shadow,
void of light, powered by your own darkness, strengthened
by your own
wickedry. A horrid reflection of your very own deep desires
cast and reflected
back upon yourself. Brothers and Sisters! The time has
come for the
Necromaster. The unleashing of the fourth joker's card. The
arrival of The Great
Milenko Milenko Milenko " "This damn
thing! Maryanne, what in the hell is wrong with this music
box?" "Don't mind
that old thing, honey, it does that all the time." BACK
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(Chorus:) Great Milenko
(Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaa) Great Milenko
(Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha Ha ha) Great Milenko
(Ha Ha Ha Ha Haaa) Great Milenko
(Hm hm Hm hm Ha ha Ha ha) (end
chorus) (Chorus) Come one, come
all, and witness magic! I introduce to you an occult sorcerer of the
ancient craft of Necromancy. A caster of mind bending illusions, from
the nethervoid of the shadow walkers, excel from
Shangra La The great
Milenko. (Chorus) (Chorus) Ladies and
Gentlemen, witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo
magic. A beguiler of
spells, hexes, and curses, with the help of potions, tailsmans, and
ancient relics from the forbidden realms of the dark carnival.
Ladies and Gentlemen ha ha The Great
Milenko! (Chorus
w/Milenko echo) (Chorus
w/Milenko echo) BACK
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serial
saughterin' Stranglers, Jugglin' Jugglin' Juggalas, folded, fat
floppy titty freaks IC fuckin' P's in the Haugh!(woo
woo!) Abracadabra,
boom shaka day, I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae. And I come with
a hat full of tricks, Trunk full of
faygo, car full of fat chicks. Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha, fuck you. Wicked Clowns,
we'd like to say what's up, to the Cobras, X men, and Counts,
And everybody
with clown love, even stuff I never heard of. Roll into town,
and out with the big top, Four cards
down, and two more still to drop. And when it
does, I'd pack up and hit the road, Cuz I don't
wanna see your head explode! Toss me an axe,
and I'll toss you a dead chicken, at a buck, ya
get a two liter wit' 'em. And when the
genie says on with the show, it's Hokus
Pokus Joker's, Great
Milenko. (Once again,
It's the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh) (chorus:) Hokus Pokus
Joker's ride, Come take a
spin on a carnie ride (end
chorus) (Southwest
slivering snakes of darkness.)(w/Milenko echo) (chorus) Shazaam, Bam!
Shaka laka lokey, Shaggy the clown back like
scoliosis, Call me a
psycho skitzo freak, and I'll call you by your name!
(Dick anus) I could give
two shits and a fuck, I bounce down
Frimmer in a popcorn clown truck. I'm a circus
ninja southwest voodoo wizard, I grab ya gizzard! Jump on the
carpet, let's take a spin, Everybody's
waitin' for the show to begin. Up to the top,
by the neck, and let ya go, (Wow!) Try to land in
a glass of faygo! (UH!) You suck! Ya
missed the fuckin' glass, Broke ya neck,
and busted ya fuckin' ass, when the genie
says on with the show, it's Hokus
Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko! (What awaits
you after death? Rub the lamp and explore!) (chorus) (Enter
Milenko's funhouse! Walk right through the wretched hall!)(w/Milenko
echo) (chorus) F F Fuck
off! F F Fuck
off! Clown dawg
Freak dawg Joker dawg
Milenko dawg (Visions of
Joker cards flashing in your mother's face!) (Female
chorus) Rude boy and
Chucky, down wit' the clown, First time we
ever went to Mexican town. I remember, we
couldn't pay the bill, they got hot, And beat us
down in the fucking parking lot! (Fuck you!) tall Jess, Jump
Steady, and Nate the Mack, tagged ICP by
the train tracks, And it was on,
the dawn of a new day, Magical carpets
creepin' down the freeway. (woo woo) Walked in a
gypsy's tent with a food stomp, And walked out
with a magical lamp, yeah, I met Milenko,
he gave me three wishes, that night, I
fucked three fat bitches stank, get the
fuck wit' it, forget it, I'll rip ya
face off, and wipe my ass wit' it! When the genie
says on with the show, It's Hokus
Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko! (Primal order,
magic train, come join us in song!) (chorus) (City to
village, hamlet to town, the show must go on!)(w/Milenko
echo) (chorus) (Giant ladies,
bearded ladies, radiant ladies! Ladies?) (female
chorus) (Clouds of
darkness, and underneath them come the clown!) (chorus) Fuck
that! BACK
TO THE TOP Ahhh! They did
it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken
ass to snack on,
bitch! So here, start
wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mother fuka! The first
little piggy, his house is made of wood, He lives in a
chicken turkey piggy neighborhood. He likes to
fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine, A typical
redneck filthy fuckin' swine! I rode into
town with my axe in my holster, Everybody knows
about the wicked piggy roaster. A farmer at the
border, he tried to take me out, I drew my axe
with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out! Walked in the
village, and to the piggy's place, He opened up
his door, and popped me in the face. It blew me off
the porch, and cracked my head in half, But I'm a
Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!) Forty in hand,
I rose from the dead, And threw with
all my might, I made a ping noise off his head. Since we out
west, I had a little fun, And pulled his
fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium! (Chorus:) Three little
piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing
like the sound when you hear a piggy die, I might use a
gun, (No!) I might use an
axe, (yes!) The carnival's
in town, come and get your piggie snacks (end
chorus) The second
little piggy, his house is made of brick, And this little
piggy is a mu the fuckin' dick. He sits on his
bench and gets all the respect, But if I get a
chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck. He walked in
the room, and everybody rose, Lopped off
bucket chillin' underneath my clothes. First they let
the piggy, now you can finally sit, But what this
piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet Now I see the
baliff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck? I can smoke
this room before his hearing aid will pick it up. Old ass man, I
let him get away, that tired mu
the fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway. Here come the
piggy, it's time for my case, His eyes are
blood red with a wicked lookin' face. He saw my
joker's smile, and sentenced me to die, So I racked on
the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines! (chorus) (chorus) The last little
piggy, his house is made of gold, He lives in a
mansion on his own private road, I started
walking down it, the gaurd he told me wait, I bounced off
his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate! Cuz this little
piggy, must definatly die, I'm a lop his
nugget off and toss it in the sky. And then I
watch the moon take the form of the devil, And pull it out
the sky, and beat it with a shovel. People in my
city, they fight for they meals, He sleeps on a
matress stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A richie is the
devil, he never really made it, So I'm a take
his money stock and stuff his face wit' it. Opened up his
door, he's sleeping in his bed, I grabbed a
brick of gold, and laid it upside his head. He begged for
his life, I told him it's too late, I took away his
dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Rrrrriiinnng. "Hotline." "H
Hello?" "Whuddup." "What's up. I
not sure that I wanna live any more, that's what's
up." "Hold On!
Helloo?" "I I need
someone to tolk to." "Call your
mom." "My mother died
last year." "Serves her
right, bitch! Hahahaha! I'm just playin' fuck nuts.
Listen! Whenever you're
feelin'
low, just
page me, and I'll call you." "You
will?" "Sure. I'll
call you a nerdy bitch for botherin' me! Now! Don't blow
your
fuckin' head
off." "Why not? Who
cares if I do?" "The poor guy
who's gotto clean that shit up! If you're gonna do it, do it
outside or somethin'" "Y You think I
won't really do it, don't ya?" "Honestly, I
could give a rat's ass." "You think I
won't, huh? You think I'm kidding? You think I'm " "Do it! Do it
Fucker! Bring me the gun, I'll fuckin' do it for ya!" BOOM! "Hello? Hello?
Are ya there?" "Hello?" "I knew ya
wouldn't do it, ya scary bitch!" BACK
TO THE TOP (chorus:) How many times
will I ask myself why, how many times? How many times
will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (end
chorus) (chorus) How many times
will you honk your horn and say fuck you? Now what the
fuck does that do? Ya feel better
now? I didn't let ya pass, How 'bout I
stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times
will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in
that house there's a butcher knife. Fuckin' drunk,
swingin' his fists about, Why don't you
wait till he sleeps, then take him out? How many times
will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam,
been sittin' for a fuckin' hour. Must be an
accident, I hope nobody died, Finally get
there, and the crash is on the other side! The gawkers
roll by and creep slow, Hopin' they can
see a mangled body show. Some park, and
stand there and watch it all, With their
kids, they point, and fuckin' store! (and just look!) I remember one
time I was pulled over, Handcuffed, the
cop was like, show's over. People
watching, hoping that he shoots me, I just wanted
to choke their fucking heads! (chorus w/vocal
ad lib) (chorus) How many times
will I wait in a line, It's three
thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine. I'm finally up
to the front, can't wait another minute, Why am I here?
To pay a fucking parking ticket. The lady at the
counter acts like a fuckin' bitch, No smiles, no
help, you're just a piece of shit, I'm gettin'
pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it, Back to my car,
and there it is, another ticket! How many times
will a crackhead smoke crack, And ask me for
some money cuz he wants crack, Give him money,
again, he's coming back, Walk away, and
here's another, "Gimme crack." How many time
will a kid give a dirty look, A little punk
ass bitch tryin to be a crook, I wrote the
book, I was out robbin' liquor stores, When you were
just a nut stoin in your mama'a drawers. (chorus w/vocal
ad lib) (chorus) How many times
will you steal my car stereo, It don't even
work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya? I vacuum all
the fuckin' glass off from my seat, I sit down, and
got a piece stuck in my butt cheek. How many times
did I walk in, and just sit, And have to
listen, and learn all this bullshit, Learnin'
history and science, fuck it, wait, Knowin' that,
will that put food on my plate? Yeah, can I
walk into McDonald's, up to the counter, And tell 'em
you can make limestone from gunpowder, Will they give
me a cheeseburger if I know that shit? Fuck no, fuck
you, and shut your fuckin' lip! How many times
will a judge decide my fate, Who is he? A
bitch! Nothin' great. He takes shits,
and fuck his old floppy wife, Plays with his
balls and judges my life! (And who the fuck is he? He judges my
life!) (chorus w/vocal
ad lib) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) "Dawg, I peels
caps all day long, mothafucka. The call me the big
wheeler cap peeler, ya
know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mu the fucka. The
whole block, dawg.
They call me the king. The big king. King killer big
wheeler cap peeler,
yeah. that's what they call me around this mu the fucka. I
run this bitch. I
got this bitch locked down. I'm a big gang banga, man. I'm
a gang banga mu the fucka. See, they ain't think that we
was gang bangin'
out in this neighborhood, but they don't know about me and
my clique, dawg.
And if you all wanna be down, shit, we can sit down and
tolk, ya know what
I'm sayin " "BOBBY! GET
YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK!" "Uh, here I
come! Aw dawg, I gotto go, man. But look, meet me here
tomorrow after school.
Oh wait, I got yearbook. Awright, meet me here around five thirty
tomorrow, dawg. Awright guys, peace." "I hope he
doesn't get grounded, dude." "Yeah, me too,
'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers." BACK
TO THE TOP (vocal ad
lib) Voodoo, runnin'
from my magic. (chorus:) Ray kay shay,
Shooga booga ba, Southwest Voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo
doped up killa! Magic, dark
magic, yo. (end
chorus) Met this kid
named Louie Lou, He thought he
could fuck with this voodoo. So I turned his
head into a lima bean, And then
flicked it off his shoulders ping! From Mookan
House to Shangra La, Egyptian
Pharohs, kumpa to. Follow me, and
join us as we pray, To the
seventeen moons of Kunga Delray. Walked in the
lunchroom chantin' spells, With bamboo
bitches and voodoo bells, Got my own
food, who wants some? I got possum
nipples and raccoon tongue. A non believer
once started to laugh, So I launched a
fireball up his punk ass! Then everybody
heard him squeal, "This voodoo
shit's for real!" It just
takes: (pre
chorus:) A head from a
newt, a wing from a bat, A tongue from a
snake, a tail from a rat, A neck from a
chicken, an eye from a crow, And a little
itty bitty itty drip of faygo! (end pre
chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Gripped out
fauna on a windy night, Ya see voodoo
scribblings in the moonlight, Painted all on
the city street, It's the
ancient craft of gang bangin' Hey! J! What's
in the bag? A shrunken
head, and shrivled scrotum sac Why? Ya think
voodoo's fake? Come to the
graveyard, I'll make the dead wake. Raise, raise,
shooga boom ba. Sleep no
longer, raise, quick! Raise, raise,
shooga boom ba, "Leave us
alone, you fuckin' punk bitch!" Well, fuck it,
I ain't that done yet, But one day you
can bet I'm a freak! (w/ echo) We'll make the
whole world dance with the dead, And just like
my homie said, it only takes, (pre
chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Voodoo, runnin'
from my magic, Voodoo, runnin'
from my magic, Voodoo, runnin'
from my magic, I'll make a
voodoo doll of ya, and flick ya nuts! (pre
chorus) (pre
chorus) (chorus) (chorus)(w/vocal
as lib) "And now, the
flying Fritz brothers" "Ooooooo" "Ahhhhhh" "Ohhhhhh" "Uh!Ah!Ahhhhhhh!" Splat. BACK
TO THE TOP Ticket please,
thanks, walk through the doors, Into the Halls
of Illusion and visit yours, To see what
could've, and should've, and would've been real, But you had to
fuck up the whole deal. Let's take a
walk down the hallway, It's a long
way, it takes all day, And when we get
to the end, you'll find a chair, With straps and
chains, we slap you in there! Lock you down
tight, so you can't move a thread, And, pull your
eyelids up over your head! Cuz you're
about to witness an Illusionary dream, It's just too
bad it ain't what it seems. You walk in and
see two kids on the floor, They're playin'
nintendo, and he's got the high score, And sittin
behind them, chillin' in the chair, Is your wife,
and you look, oh, you ain't there! It's some other
man, and they're hand in hand, She looks so
happy, ya don't understand, See, this is an
illusion, and it never came true All because of
you! Back to reality
and what you're about, Your wife can't
smile, cuz you knocked her teeth out! And she can't
see straight from gettin' hit, Cuz you're a
fat fuckin' drunk piece of shit! But it's all
good, here, come have a beer, I'll break the
top off it, and shove it in your ear And your death
comes wicked, painful, and slow, At the hands of
Milenko! (chorus:) Great Milenko,
wave your wand! (Don't look
now, your life is gone) This is all
because of you! (What you got
yourself into) (end
chorus) (chorus) Look who's
next, it's Mr. Clark, The dirty old
man from the trailer park. Ya got your
ticket? thanks, take your coat off, And later on,
why not? I'll rip your throat off. Let's take a
walk down the hallway, It's a long
way, it takes all day, And when ya get
to the end, you'll find a chair, Ya see all the
blood? Yeah, ya boy was just here! We get all
different kind of people comin' through, Richies,
chickens, and bitches just like you! In the halls,
everybody gets a turn, To sit and
witness your illusion before ya burn! What do we have
here? Oh dear No way! It
looks like ya kids' in the O.K. Ya daughter's
chillin' up in college, top grades, And your son's
a fuckin' doctor, phat pay! They got
family, the kids, and it's all good! They even coach
little league in the neighborhood! Is this true?
Have ya really seen the holy ghost? Naw, bitch! Not
even close! Back to
reality, your son's on crack And your
daughter's got nut stains on her back And they both
fuckin' smell like shit, And live in the
gutter, And sell crack
to each other. When they were
kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home! And even whip
'em with the cord of the telephone! And that
reminds me man, hey you got a call! Watch your step
to hell, its a long fall. (chorus) (chorus) It's time to
pack up and move to the next town. But we forgot
Mr. Bigot, Okay, dig
it, We can't show
ya an illusion, cuz we're all packed, but I'll still cut
your neck out! How's that? (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) BACK
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I'm still
here..under the moon. I was just a
child but you seemed like so much more. The way you
would approach me and drift across the floor, I'd see you in
the hall and you'd kiss me with a smile. I never
understood it was I even worth your while? The other kids
at school they would hate me and they'd spit. Cuz I was just
a no one to them I wasn't shit. But you would
always hold me and stand there by my side, We were only 17
we'd be together till we died. But then it all
happened the ever dreadful day. Somebody tried
to rape you and now I'll make him pay. You pointed him
out to me my thoughts began to race. I took my
daddy's 45 and shot him in the fuckin' face! I did it all
for you and though I'm facin' years I would do the
time just to equal all your tears The last thing
that you told me when I left the courtroom Is that we'd
always be together... cuz we're both under the moon. "I'll forever
love you even in your doom, we'll always be together
cuz we're both
under the moon" I sit here in
my cell and the walls are made of stone I justified
your pain but now I sit alone I write another
letter I write one everyday I never got a
letter back I write em anyway I try to call
collect your number has been changed I'm starin at
the light bulb and I start to feel deranged You never came
to visit me I sit facin the glass No one's on the
other side and now its in the past My head is
always spinnin I'm poundin' on the wall I feel like I'm
forgotten no sign of you at all You're probably
gettin' married you're probably gettin fucked I'll break out
of this cage and try to cut that mu thefucka up I curl up in
the corner my body will corrode, My teeth are
turning into dust my skin is growing mold I'm starin' out
the window of my eternal doom I know that you
are out there... somewhere underneath the moon. "i'll forever
love you even in your doom we'll always be together
cuz we're both
under the moon" Many many years
many more to go does she still remember? God he only knows
I now become a
savage they chain me to a wall I still can see your body
I still can hear
your call I'm nothin but a maggot I'm locked away and lost
the world that
doesn't want me my dignity is tossed and to the girl for who I
feel this doom look here...fuck you and the moon! BACK
TO THE TOP (vocal ad
lib) What is a
juggalo? Lemme think for
a second. (well?) Oh, he gets
butt naked. And then he
walks through the street winkin' at freaks, Wit a two liter
stuck in his butt cheeks! What is a
juggalo? He just don't
care. He might try to
put a weave in his nut hair. Cuz he could
give a fuck less what a bitch thinks, He tell her
that her butt stinks, and all that, What is a
juggalo? He drinks like
a fish, And then he
starts huggin' people like a drunk bitch, Next thing he's
pickin' fights with his best friends, Then he starts
with the huggin' again, fuck, What is a
juggalo? A fuckin'
lunatic. Somebody with a
rope tied to his dick, Then he jumps
out a ten story window oh! (chorus:) What is a
juggalo? A juggalo? If
that's what it is, well fuck if I know. What is a
juggalo? I don't know,
but I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life,
yo. (end
chorus) (chorus) (vocal
breakdown) What is a
juggalo? A dead
body. Well he ain't
really dead, but he ain't like anybody that you've
ever met before. He'll eat
Monopoly and shit out Connect Four. What is a jug
What the fuck?
Connec man, that shit's wack. Don't worry
'bout my shit, just rap, mu the fucker. What is a
juggalo? He ain't a
bitch boy. He'll walk
through to the hills and beat down a rich boy. Walks right in
the house where ya havin' supper, And dip his
nuts in ya soup whoop! What is a
juggalo? Well he ain't a
phoney. He'll walk up
and bust a nut in your macaroni. And watch you
sit there and finish up the last bit, Cuz you're a
stupid ass dumb fuckin' idiot. What is a
juggalo? He's a
graduate. He graduated
from......well, At least he's
got a job, he's not a dumb putz, He works for
himself scratchin' his nuts, Ha! What is a
juggalo? A
hulkamaniac. He powerbombs
mother fuckas into thumbtocks. (Bwa!) People like him
till they find out he's unstable. He sabued ya
mama through a coffee table. (Oh my god!) (chorus) (vocal
breakdown) (chorus) (chorus) (vocal
breakdown) What is a
juggalo? BACK
TO THE TOP "Hey there, do
ya like excitment?" "Yeah." "Do ya like
suspense?" "Uh
huh." "Do you like
Nel Carter?" "Tst
no." "Good, cuz you
won't find her here, this is the house of horrors. And
for you it's
absolutely free, step right in." "
thanks." "Say no more
stupid ass, your breath says enough." Hello? It's so
dark. Don't lose
me. C'mon, I found
a door Wabugawoo,
Waaa! Welcome to the house of horrors, Ya born in a
barn, shut the fuckin' door. Ya see, bam,
cuz I'm about to scare ya Bbbblblblblbl,
okay now I dare ya Close ya eyes,
open up ya mouth, and count to ten, Don't wanna,
huh? Cuz ya know my nuts are goin' in, I'm twisted,
I'll cut ya finger off, and stick it in ya butt Ooouuuuhhhhh
and glue it shut This is when I
get get crazy, lemme show ya somethin', Bbbbbbb! Ya
know what that means? It don't mean nothin', ha ha! But it scared
ya, cuz people don't be doin' that shit, But me,
bbbbbbbb, bitch, bbbbb, now what about it? (Bbbbbbbbb) Guess what, I'm
a serial killer, it's a bad habit, I killed Tony,
Lucky Charms, and the silly rabbit, Uh! Cut the
lights off, see that shit, I'm glowin' Allright, I'm
done, cut 'em back on, wait, where ya goin'? Welcome to the
House of Horrors! (Chorus:) Comes from
within me, me, me. Comes from
within me, horrors, hey. Comes from
within me, me, me. Come to the
House of Horrors, hey. (end
chorus) (chorus) Honey, I'm not
haning a good time. I know, C'mon,
This must be the way out. Hey, what the
fuck, come here guys, grab a chair, Don't mind me
drinkin' my beer in my underwear. C'mon, let's
play some cardback, I just gotto carry, "Hey, keep it
down in there, Shaggs, what the hell?" Sorry! Look at that
shit!(what?) You almost got me grounded, I'm a have to
take your forehead and pound it. I'll bend you
over, and tie you up to a pole, I'm a phantom,
listen to me, ahhh, They didn't
twitch? ????? Ahhhh! I'm so scary,
they call me Joey Terrifyin', Did ya know
that? (yeah) No ya didn't, I was lyin' I represent
Igors, I'm yellin' in
town, I'm comin'
outta southwest, Wicked
Clowns! Bathroom? sure,
it's right there, down the hall, Don't flush it
though, I'll make dinner for you all, Amuck, naya,
baaa, but that's two, Wait a minute,
hey, don't leave me yet, hey! Welcome to the
House of Horrors! (chorus) (chorus) Honey? What? I'm s
scared. I know,
sweetie, come on! (vocal
interlude w/laughs) Jump Steady,
Nate the Mack, lemme tell ya somethin', Wit Billy Bill
and Rude Boy, (what about 'em?) Nothin' They're my
boys, I just had to give 'em props, And together we
form the cyclops! He he he he he
look at you, he he, you're a bitch. Should I let
you're ass go? Ha ha ha ha, no. I'll let your
bitch out, but you get the bone, Run along sugar
tits, he ain't comin home. "Dont let the
door hit you where the good lord split ya peace. BACK
TO THE TOP Boogie
Woogie Wu The beast
lives, out of the raging storm, in the dead of
night. BACK
TO THE TOP VOICE OF HOST:
LETS MEET CONTESTANT NUMBER ONE hes a skitzophranic serial killa
klown who says women love his sexy smile lets see if his charm
will work on Sharon Sharon, whats your question for Number 1?
Sharon: Number
1, i belive first impressions last forever if u were to eat dinner
with me and my family, how
would you make it last forever? hmm well lets
see id have to think about it i might show up in a tux HA! but i
doubt it id probably just show up naked like i always do and look
your mama in the eye and tell her FUCK YOU! hurry up bitch im
hungry i smell spaghetti, i pinch her loopy ass and tell her get
the food ready your dad would probably start trippin, and get me
pissed, id have to walk up and bust him in the fuckin lips! its
dinnertime, were hearin grace from your mother i pull a forty out
and pour some for your little brother im steady starin at your
sister, ill tell ya this, ya know for only 13 SHE GOT SOME BIG
TITS! after that, your dad would try to jump again, but only this
time id put the 40 to his chin after your
mom dies the
dishes and the silverware, id dry fuck her till i nut in my
underwear ~~~applause~~~ HOST: now lets
meet contestant number 2 hes a psychopathic deranged crackhead
freak who works for the dark carnival he says women call him
stretch nutz Sharon, lets hear your question... SHARON: i like
a man whos not afraid to show his true emotion, a man who
expresses himself in his own special way. number 2, if u were to
fall in love with me, how would you show me that you
care? first thing, i
could never love you, you sound like a witchy bitch yo FUCK YOU!
but if i did, id probably show you that i care by takin all these
mothafuckas outta here id go through your phone book, and whack em
all, then find contestant number one and break his fuckin jaw
(WHAT!??) anyone that looked at you would have to pay, id be
blowin fuckin nuggets off all day id grab your titties, and
stretch em down past your waist, let em go and watch em both
spring up in your face id sing love songs to ya the best i can get
ya naked and hit it like a CAVE MAN! we go to the beach and walk
through the sand i throw a little in your face and say im just
playin as you spit it all out, i rub your back, and grab your
underwear and WEDGE IT UP YOUR ASS CRACK! ~~~laughter and
applause~~~ HOST: well it
sounds like contestant number 2 is just overflowing with
sensitivity, Sharon its a tough choice so far, sharon lets have
your last question to find out whos gonna have the rights to your
neden SHARON: ok, if
we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the same time,
tell me, how would you each get my attention and what would your
pick up line be who ever'sthe smoothest wins! first, id
sliiide up the bar, and tell ya that i cant believe how fuckin fat
you are id say i like the way you make your titties shake, and if
you lost a little weight you'd look like Ricki Lake FUCK that! youd
be joggin me quick, id order you a drink , and stir it with my
dick, and then to get your attention in a crowded place, id simply
walk up and stick my nutz in your face yeah freak her
with your nutz, yo, that'll get her TELL HER that
SHES FAT, YEAH THAT'LL WORK EVEN BETTER look, fuck you,
i got a strong rap shit you dont want contestant number two hes
mad whack, i walked in a barn, and there he was, standin up on a
bucket Haaaa tryin to fuck it it was big fuckin smelly ass farm
llama DAMN DAWG! how
ya gonna diss your mama?? ~~~champagne
popping and laughing~~~ BACK
TO THE TOP
"Give God the
first portion of your income, say that with me." "Give God the
first portion of your income." "Give it first!
Not after the deducts. Not after the social security,
and the
hospitalization, and the malnutrition. Not after all these things
on ya check, ya say
'I'm a give God a little what's left.' You do, and that's
what you gonna get
from God." Who am I? I'm
not the Devil, I can take you
to my level, Above the
rocks, above the earth, Tell me what
your soul is worth. How much money
do you make? How much will
you let me take? I will give you
tranquility, Just send you
wealth and checks to me. Life is going
to expire, And your soul
will burn in fire. You will perish
in the thunder, Unless you call
my hotline number. God has asked
you to make me rich, Me and my fat
rat gaudy bitch. On your T.V.'s
late at night, Send those
checks, and I'll guide you to the light. "Don't put away
your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. There's somebody here
I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jona then. Jona then, say
hello to the lovely people." "Hello." "Jona then has
problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine, but
we can heal this
boy! For just, uh,
six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!" God called me
and then stopped by, And he told me
you're gonna die, Unless you buy
my holy water, Check, cash, or
a money order. This is true,
don't question me, I'll even send
you shit for free. It's only ten
buck for the call, And I'll send a
prayer, no charge at all. Put your lips
up to the screen, Close your
eyelids, and intervene, Your lips to
mine, now send the cash, And while
you're there, you can kiss my ass. take your
paycheck, and send me half, And I'll send
you God's autograph. I'll get you
Allah's, and Bhuddah's too, Even Zeus, I
dont give a fuck who, Just send me
that money. "Would you like
to be healed, little Jona then?" "Yeah,
Reverend." "You see,
brothers and sisters, this " Beep beep! Beep
beep! "Excuse me. I
told you never to page me on a sermon day. Yes? Uh
huh. Hallelujah. Howdy. People, that
was the lord, today only, he will heal this boy, for
just five thousand
dollars!" Pass the
collection plate Pass the
collection plate Pass the
collection plate Pass the
collection plate (Show me how
you give, I'll tell you how to live.) Your totol's
twenty two eleven, For your set of
keys to heaven. Make the checks
out in my name, Me or God it's
all the same. Bring your
crippled ass to me, Pay my usher
the holy fee. I'll bless your
legs, and bless your chair, Then wheel your
bitch ass outta here. Now a special
ceremony, This part don't
cost any money. Drip a drop of
blessed water, Now I fertolize
your daughter. Even though I
fucked a hooker, Took your baby
girl and shook her, You still buy
everything I sell, And I'm livin'
well See you in
hell. "Four thousand
eight hundred, nine hundred, five thousan Hallelujah! You did it,
brothers and sisters! Are you ready, Jona then? Lord
almighty, we've met your
price, give me the healing power, I can feel it! Lord! Rumilumilamanamanumi!
This boy is healed!" "Huh?" "Now, to the
naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been healed, but I
can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! Inside
this tangled,
mangled frame is a healed little boy. His spirit is
healed! Hallelujah!" "Country
Cookin', can I take your order?" "You want the
red eye gravy with that?" "With chitlins
or black eyed peas?" "Lemme cypher
up your bill, here." " that comes to
fourteen nintey five." "Okay, be ready
quicker that two jiggles of a jackrabbit's ass." BACK
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"This one goes
out to the ninjas that's been down since Carnival of
Carnage. Naw, fuck that.
Since Dog Beats. Naw fuck that, since Basement Cuts,
mothafucka!" How long will
the juggalos be down wit' me? How long till
they forget me? Check it out, What if I grew
another fuckin' head? And his name
was Violent Ed? And he headbutt
me every time I cussed? I would need
two microphones when I bust. Would you show
me love, even with another head? Or would you be
like, "Fuck you and Ed!" Or, what if I
sold out like a bitch? And took the
makeup off and went soft? Call myself
Detroit southwest lover? And put my ugly
ass face on the album cover? Went R&B
top ten hit, And we had
Jodecie singin' all over our shit? Fuck that
though, yo, I'm a juggalo, So don't forget
me like ya did with Minuto. (chorus:) What about when
the world's like fuckas, killas? What will ya
be? Down What about when
I'm a hundred and three? What will ya
be? Down, down What about when
the world's like fuckas, killas? What will ya
be? Down What about when
the carnival comes to ya town? I'm a be down
wit the clown! (end
chorus) How long will
ya be down with a ghetto puppet? I say I'm sick
in the nugget, and ya love it! I ate a dead
body, I ain't proud of it, I told you all
about it, and you all applauded! (yay!) I got problems,
I'm haunted by a carnival, I could run and
tell a doctor, but what for? I just put it
on tape wit' a phat beat, And make a
quick buck, I'm like, fuck! (woo woo) I could've came
out sportin' some hammer pants, Kick steppin'
with Shaggs, and try to dance, Make ya mom
happy, keepin' it soft, I'd rather grab
my dick and tell your mom to fuck off! I know then
you'd probably start to trip, And swing at
me, but hit Violent Ed in the lip, Look, I don't
even know what I'm tryin' to say, Just don't
forget me like ya did with Rahbay. (chorus) (chorus
2:) I'm a be down,
I'm a be down, Down with the
clown till I'm dead in the ground. (end chorus
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2) Rrrriiinnnggg. "Hello?" "Somebody page
me?" "Hi" "Who the fuck
is this?" "It it's me,
you said I could page you " "No, no. You
misunderstood me. I said fuck you! Nobody cares if you're
dead or alive, so go
fuck yourself!" Click. "Okay, call me
later, bye." BACK
TO THE TOP
Jump outta bed,
and I head for the grapenuts, Eat 'em quick,
or they soggy, and that sucks, Try to find a
clean pair of socks, and a shirt, Still sport the
same drawers, even though they hurt. In the fridge
there's a faygo, it tastes ill, Cuz it's fatter
that a bitch on a big wheel I got a few
moneybacks, and a little change, So I'm headed
to the store, when the phone rings: "What up, man
check it out, I know this bitch, She gots
another friend with her, and her dad's rich, If we find us a
ride outta Ryne...?, Garanteed, we
can fuck 'em both on the spot!" Oh shit, lemme
call Billy Bill, I wanna go and
let my nuts do the windmill, He ain't home,
fuck, I'll call Mike Clark, Cuz I know he
can get the fuckin' Skylark, He said he can,
but he's broke, and it needs gas, But I wanna buy
this faygo think fast! I know my
brother Jump Steady's got a few bones, But that's
goin' through his shit when he ain't home! "Nevermind, J,
Legz loned me a ten, No need to get
punched in ya head again, Tell Mike to
scoop me up right away, And then faygos
and neden hoes all day!" Fuck yeah,
throw my pro wings on my feet, Lock the house,
and wait for 'em in the street, I wish I had a
piece of gum, or somethin', fuck, My mouth still
kinda tastes like grapenuts. Here they come,
nope, it wasn't them, Seems like the
same cars drivin' by again, It pulls
up "Hey, man,
you're outta luck" "W what'd you
say, man?" BOOM. fuck. BACK
TO THE TOP
"Does this
excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on
earth can concieve any structure to compare to the
mansions above. Won't
that be something when you go to live in your own
mansion? There'll be no
concern about paying for it, it's already taken care
of. There'll be no
worry about being moved out of it. It will be yours
forever." I got shot,
Baa! The murder was heinous. The bullet went
in my eyeball and out my anus. And I was hit,
that was it, on the spot, Flash, I woke
up in a parking lot. And I'm sittin
in a '64 Rinekeys, With Shaggy
Dope written on the car keys. I look around I
can't believe that it's possible, I'm dead, and I
made it to the carnival. I walk in, it's
everything I dreamed of, Everybody and
they mama got clown luv. Japanese,
Lebenese, and Chinese, Portuguese, and
southwest ghetto cheese. (woo woo) Hangin' out
with redneck truck drivers, Instead of
always givin' each other piledrivers. I see my old
homie, he died in a drag, Chillin with
two bitches, "What up, Shagz?" And he passed
me a blunt like a tree trunk, I tried to hit
it, but couldn't even fuck with it. And to think, I
always been afraid to die, But I ain't
never goin back, to wonder why. (Chorus:) We all gonna
die. But I'm not gonna fry. Even though
most never try, I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no. (end
chorus) (chorus) I was born.
First they threw me in a shitpile. I dealt with
it, and lived there for a while. I got dissed
on, pissed on, and beat down, Mutilated, and
tossed out a dead clown. Next thing ya
know, I'm chillin' at the big top, Free money, and
mad bitches non stop. No water, it's
faygo on top, I wash my hair,
and my face, and my butt crack wit' it, Cuz I can, cuz
I'm phat paid, I got a five
story funhouse with a maid, And she walks
'round wit' her titties hangin' out, And when I
cough, she come and dust my balls off. (woo woo) I'm headed up
to the show, I'm gonna see, Jimi Hendrix,
Selena, and Easy E, Elvis tried to
open up but got dissed off, We got pissed
off, because he sounded like butt, There's no
fights, it's a perfect match, Hillbillies in
the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch, And to think,
I've always been afraid to die, But I ain't
never goin back, to wonder why (chorus) (chorus) (intro
bit) Did ya ever
burn your finger on somethin' hot, Well picture
this, ya nuts burnin' that way. And a roman
candle stickin' in ya butthole, that's where
the greedy stank mothafuckas go. This is all
hell now, we livin' in it, But this
bullshit'll be over in a minute, Then it's off
to the faygos and neden hoes, New clothes,
and patent leather for your toes. (woo woo) And while ya
sit around cryin' for ya dead friend, He's chillin'
up there, hey, gettin' mad ends. He's probably
there tryin' to figure out why you're sad, He's on the
beach gettin' fat, you got it bad. And for those
who ain't down for the next man, Who rob from
the poor, and snatch all ya can, And any chicken
talkin' shit, lemme tell ya somthin', Hold a lighter
to your balls, and you'll see what's comin'. (chorus) (chorus) (intro
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