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Hey Vato
Dead Pumpkins
Fat Sweaty Betty
Willy Bubba
Graveyard
FXCK OFF!
I Didn't Mean To Kill Him
Southwest Strangla
Santa's A Fat Bxtch
Hey
Vato
If your
nuts hang And you bang in a gang Then tell
me are you down with the clown? Hey bitch
boy Whatchu doin around here you little bitch? Don't you
know your a clown now bitch boy? Forks up,
forks down we all got clown love bitch face Hey
what's your name? "Richie"....Bitchy? You down
with the clown bitchy? You
better run your little bitch ass home you little punk ass
bitch Smell the
air that makes you sick Psycho sick, psycho sick In your
town and gets inside your brain Psycho
sick insane Who's to blame for what they've done? Aint the
one, paint the gun I'm the Juggalagalocoroni Best
believe me lonely Some will say I'm in a
gang Gun to bang, nuts to hang Like the
wicked jokers down river Quick to
cut your liver Sometimes
bangers and they doom boom, boom, boom, shalock-lock,
boom I'm the
other gang that's the offenda But you best rememba It don't
matter which you pick Cuz they sick, psycho sick Now I'll
cut your richie ass, up, bitch Cuz they got Much
Clown Love Hey Vato
Yo fuck,
I guess you don't know, never come around here Hey Vato
Damn
bitch, its all about clown love (x2) If your
nuts hang And you bang in a gang Then tell
me Are you down with the clown? (Hey) I
like riding on your daughties Drinkin 40's at clown parties Then I
go back home
to sewer drain Call me shit for brains I'm the
joker junkie hobo Fuck a bozo, pack a bobo Watch me balance on
telephone wires Psycho setting fires Caught me
naked in a tree Wasn't me I C P Yes I
sing in a rock and roll band "Hey
dude, what's up man?" B-B-B-B-Boo
had to scare ya Rip and tear ya, cuz I dare ya Cuz to
body used to like to like to fuck But now
you dissed the buck Buck, Buck, Buck, Bang, Bang, Bang Gang,
Gang, Bang,
ghetto slang Better ask someone about Violent J, hey I
got Much
Clown Love Hey Vato
Yo fuck,
I guess you don't know, never come around here Hey Vato
Damn
bitch, its all about clown love (x2) If your
nuts hang And you bang in a gang Then tell
me Are you down with the clown? Wicked
town, wicked clown Lets go ride the murder go round Lunatic,
Lunatock Beat you with a cinder block Bitchy
hoe, bitchy bitch Smack you
cross your fuckin lips Jugglers say, talk to
much I'm a nail your mouth shut I am sick
of what you said Swing my axe upside your head Place the
barrel in your mouth Blow your fuckin tonsils out I'm a
mime watch me go Stu or Franky bitch ass hoe I drop
lines, make quick bucks And your
daughter sucks my nuts Back to no, jokers wild Yeah (I said
it, Wicked Wild) And I'll cut your bitchy ass, up,
bitch A lot
of Much
Clown Love Hey Vato
Yo fuck,
I guess you don't know, never come around here Hey Vato
Damn
bitch, its all about clown love (x2) if your
nuts hang and you bang in a gang Then tell
me are you down with the clown hey Hey Vato
Yo fuck,
I guess you don't know, never come around here Hey Vato
Damn
bitch, its all about clown love (x4) much
clown love BACK
TO THE TOP J, do you
have a Halloween story for the class? Ye-ye-yeah,
um there was this boy and he lived in his house and
um, he went
to bed one day and then when he woke up um, and when
he woke up he was, he was up
to his head in the dirt and um, he
couldn't move and this man came walkin along but
instead of the man helping him out the man just
started kickin
him and kickin him in his face over and over and then
he got the lawn mower and then he..... Trick or
Treat, bone apetit All the
little kiddies runnin down my street Gathering
candy treats door to door But they
walk past mine, what for? Probably
cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real Real
human heads carved out with steel Cut out
the eyes man it takes but a minute Rip out
the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it Maybe
they leave cuz I take 'em inside Come and
meet mother, 2 years ago she died Little
boys laugh cuz they think it's just a dummy But then
the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy Open your
bag and I give you my treat Crusty
yellow toes off a dead woman's feet Take me
by the hand and I lead you downstairs And that
little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next 7 years Staring
and weakening chained to the wall Starin at
a roach hoping it will crawl Into your
mouth for a tasty cuisine Yes my
little friends, it's the Dead
Pumpkin Halloween Ahhhhh
yeah it's that special time of year boys and girls So come to the
pumpkin patch and
bring your panty sacks So I can shit in 'em you bitch Well I
love all the children but I can't fuck around Don't come to my
door dressed
as a clown Cuz you
never know I might take it the wrong way Cuz I'm
the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J All year
round but I love my Halloween You never
get an apple or a purple jellybean Droplets
of chocolate a licorice snack Instead
you get a deep fried French poodle nutsack Looking
out my door I see no children in sight Perhaps
there all dead, yesterday was devils night They burn
down the city and they leave the crispy chard I light
myself on fire and dance around my backyard All the
pretty girlies I can see
were your at Sitting on your window I can
turn into a bat Watchin you remove all your little clothesies for
bed I crashed
through your window and land on your head Drinking
the blood that has gone through the bone Now I
must leave mothers calling me home Up to the
moonlight I'm gone from the scene Peace to
Detroit city, and have a Dead Pumpkin Halloween Yeah I'll
snatch your little candy bag Only I'm a tie it around your
mutha fuckin
neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha
fuck..Detroit's in this
bitch,check it out muthafucka..yeah..wicked clown's in
this muthafucka..Jump
steady in this muthafucka..wicked clown in this muthafucka..and
you watch this muthafucka..Chucky muthafucky in this shit..violent
J in this muthafucka..rude boy in this muthafucka.. stupid in
this muthafucka..mike mike in this muthafucka.. faygo
this mothafucka..all this in this muthafucka..check it
out..violent J in this
muthafucka..2dope in this muthafucka..wicked Joe in
this muthafucka! BACK
TO THE TOP w-w-w-w
why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed
(x2) Fat
Sweaty Betty you bitch ain't nuthin new Her ma
used to baby sit me back when we was 2 We'd go
to the playground and to the skating rink And we'd
go under the bleachers and she'd let me hit the stank Well ah,
she moved across town and never came back Until the
other day I seen her at the Chicken Shack She said
her name was Betty I can't believe this, shit The sexy
little girl is now a fat sweaty beatch She said
hey J tell me how you been She had a
piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin I told
her, hold still and flicked it off her face And said
"Betty oh Betty what ya say we leave this place?" I took
her back to the crib and hit it all night I let my
fingers rub across the rippled cellulite Oooooh it
was nasty, but I don't let it bother me She
rolled over and fuckin knocked the wind outta me I
couldn't breath she wouldn't stop I'm almost dead I took
the lamp and bust it on her fuckin head We got dressed I gave
her a little kiss good-bye Fat Sweaty Betty, my fat
sweaty pumpkin pie Fat
Sweaty Betty Tell me
when your ready (x2) The big
fat flop of shit people call Betty Lots of
fat on her back her neck, Sweaty Boogers
runnin out her nose and over hung lips Can't
tell the difference from her titties to her hips But fuck
all that cuz I wanna see the neden I wanna
see the cat that cheesy, cheesy, chin Rode my
bike to her house, hey yo Betty let me in I'm
packin some snack cakes, bitch let me in I can
hear her commin down the stairs She
opened up the door in her mutha fuckin underwears Eww, shit
fuck that I'm turnin back But then
the door shut and she goin for the cake snack I said
relax hoe, I'm hear on business You can
have the candy, first you gotta wait a bit I need a
favor, come on Betty drop them drawers Ahhhh, I
knew it, Betty had balls Oh, no
here come that ass From the
top of the dresser with the Yokozuna Splash I wish I
never came Oh boy do I wish She Fat
Sweaty Betty The Sweaty Fat Bitch Fat
Sweaty Betty Tell me when your ready fat
sweaty betty (x?) BACK
TO THE TOP Ok class
please settle down now I'd like
you to meat our new student Ah um, Willy Bubba Willy is from
Kentucky Welcome
Willy I'll be your teacher My name
is Mrs. Felbee Well I
dropped out of school but I still hang in the halls So there
I was you never guess what I saw Maybe a chicken, I thought
it was a duck But it was a redneck fuck, so I
walked up Hey Willy Bubba, Hubba, Bubba, Lubba My name
is Violent J but my homies call me chicken pluka I been
down with the clown since day one, it's day two I guess I
got some plukin to do In these
parts we tie you to the desk And all
line up and take blows to your chest Fist to
your chin, kicks to your head Last year
we killed a kid dead, haa (oh my fault) Walked
into school there's hay in the hallway Leadin to
your locker Walk up and sock ya Then
bounce your head around the classroom and act nutty The
teacher walks in and asks everybody Who
kicked Willy Bubba's ass? I did! Did you
do it right here in the class? Sure Did! Did you
punch him in the face? Did you
slap him in the mouth? Did you
kick him in the forehead? Yup! Yup! (x2) Willy,
Willy, Bubba, Hubba, Lubba, Dubba, Dilly Tell me
why you talk to silly, bitch You sound
like you came from he land of the bigot's Jolly
your dickens The land of the chickens I guess
you in season, I'm
packin me a 44 Barrels to your head, and blow
your face out your ass hole POW! bitch I'm
Shaggy 2 Dope I'm commin for your kid folk You get
your chin broke And don't cry, and run to the teach She can't
understand your redneck ass speech If she
could, she wouldn't do a thang Cuz she's
my bitch and she loves to suck my Wang You in
trouble Bubba, you better run quick You too
slow Willy, cuz you a fat bitch I caught
you and got my hands all bloody Teacher
walks in and asks everybody (x2) Who
kicked Willy Bubba's ass? I did! Did you
do it right here in the class? Sure Did! Did you
punch him in the face? Did you
slap him in the mouth? Did you
kick him in the forehead? Yup! Yup! (x2) Ahh,
check it out Lets play Willy Bubba And kill the Willy Bubba
(x9) BACK
TO THE TOP I'm
scared...out in the graveyard w-w-w-who's there? who's out there?
who are you? who are you? leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me
alonnnnnne!!!! I C P the
wicked clowns and Project Born Serial
Slaughtering mutha fuckas in the graveyard Tick to
the mutha fuckin tock Nigga the click from Project
Born and ICP are here to rock Nigga
trippin in the graveyard Just
don't try to play hard It will be your ass up on the black
one Out there
pullin carcass J will be the Barrier 2
Dope will be the Carrier And
Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your derriere It's time
to wake the dead and dead and move And then
they woke up a lot of souls And hope
to hell with the Nitty folk Cuz I be
dreamin I'm dead and gone And on
the fuckin tooth I miss
Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the
head tryin to be hard to get you there Punk ass
nigga do your hair six mutha fuckas will carry you
there It'll
side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin ya I'm
puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya Bitches
I'm a blast and the bitches are never after These
punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casket on the
masta, I'm fasta
You should of tried to beat me to the ticker yo I don't
give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoe Don't
risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d
bitch it's the graveyard Stop into
the graveyard been chillin here for days Workin
the graveyard shift diggin up all the graves Sellin
all the stiff to the Dead Body Man one came
back to life so then I began to ran The
decrepit mutha fucka was followin right behind I don't
know what to do, I think I'm losin my mind Right
then the corpse came jumpin out a tree Way out a
tree And fallin on top of me Back on my feet As I
began my face Put my hands around his neck and tried to
put it in a brace But a nope, that's not how the shit
goes His head popped off and started nibblin at my
toes I got
dead bodies to the right I got dead bodies to the left I thought
the carry one, but what about the rest? Tie me up with some veins
dragin me into the tomb I knew I had to be doomed Cuz I can hear
the loons in my head It
was dead, echoin through my brain Tellin me
somethin's wrong then I felt the pain It was
knockin down my flesh by the pound But
that's what happens when you be fuckin around in the graveyard,
dawg Come to
the graveyard now you see what's goin on You
scareder then a muther fucker shouldn't of brought your ass
along Ain't no
place to hide, and really no place to run And plus
I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gun Don't you
point your finger though ICP don't ride a horse You think
it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worse
Deadly sour paid a gang, nothing else can fuck with that See you
wanna don't know what
you got, you better duck with that The dead
will come alive and decapitate your fuckin head Now I gotta
wake the dead Sleepin on the death bed Mr. Nitty
gonna great the bitch, to you aint no fuckin bitch I'm
stealin for the broken hoe Suck on my dick you rich hoe
Your
daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum But I'm a let
his ass know, he can come and get some And he
ain't mean shit to me Commin from the PJP The
Project Born Is slassin but you best be watchin me Cuz
I'm
diggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin I can't
believe this shit, this niggas still liven So why
you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card And I'll go
slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard My name
is Violent J
and I be sleeping in a coffin Deep underground Never to
be found Then my body rots as I'm sleepin in peace Cuz
nobody dares to ever wake the deceased But who
is this mutha fucka knockin at my tomb? Disturbing
the worms that are trying to consume, my body
It better be somebody worthy, bastard, oh, he he, it's the
Ringmaster Giving me orders to awake from the dead My body
is decade I need to find a new head And a new leg, but then
I'll be straight To crawl
from the dirt And put in some work One
O'clock one thirty, two in the mornin Wicked
Clowns ICP and Project Bornin At the
graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands Cuz I'm
the Dead Body Man Wicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked
Jokers, Wicked
Fun Eiffel eye and T and Southwest become one And in
the name of the dead you got dealt yet another joker card
Straight
from the graveyard (repeat) BACK
TO THE TOP Wicked
wicked wicked bitch (x3) Well it's
on, it's on like neden hoe fuck I'm 2
Dope and I'm fuckin drunk Walked in
the joint with my nuts hangin out my drawers Yo, SUCK
MY BALLS All I
wanna do is choke a bitch Roll up a
jiffy and smoke the bitch I dropped
outta school when I quit my job All I
wanna be is a fat fuckin slob I don't
care about none of you bitches Shut the fuck up and drop your
britches (bitch) Cuz I'm
robbin a bank So I don't give a fuck about what none of ya
think When I do
show I wreck the place I run
around the stage kickin bitches in the face Cuz I
ain't nuthin soft So you and your boys can straight, FUCK OFF!
(4x) Suck
my nuts Bitch fuck you When I
was 8 I was on crack I had Ms.
Powtrain on the back Fuckin every school, every
grade I turned that old bitches neden hair gray, he he he
Cuz the Dope is all that My
mamma's a witch and my dads a hunch back And
nobody could fuck with me I used to drive a hearst to school
G With a
stiff hangin out the back Bitch you wouldn't know shit about
that That was
one thing that I hate It's always been hard for me to find a
date Cuz I
sure was nice and neat Then I strangle 'em in the back
seat Cuz if
you know the Shaggs ain't soft If you
don't like it you can, FUCK OFF! What's
up? Violent J The Southwest Juggala You know what I'm
sayin? I walk into a bitches house walk up to they mom Grab 'em by
the face and say, fuck off! (4x) Suck
my nuts Bitch Fuck you I'm
Violent J the mutha fuckin blood suckin vampire Please
stomp on my head cuz it's on fire I got
another funky rhyme so let me kick it NAHH, FUCK OFF BITCH THIS IS
MY RECORD!!! I walk up
like a mental case And start throwin left hooks at your
face I won't
mix no rap with rock and roll Like somebody else I
know Bitch boy
you can suck my sack After that you can kiss my ass
crack And them
freaks, you ain't all that Titties aint shit but sacks are fat,
bitch Cuz if
you really wanna know what I think I think your neden stank like a
fish tank So in the
early cracks of dawn Taken two fat sacks of shit and get the fuck
on Best
leave me a dollar for Faygo, bitch Or
I'm a have to bust you in your fuckin lips Next time
you think I'm soft I hope you remember to, FUCK OFF! Suck my
nuts Bitch fuck you BACK
TO THE TOP I didn't
mean to kill him Listen to me, wait I was
talkin to a fine ass date Fat titties, poofy like,POW And she
tellin me to come by, right now Oh shit, I jumped
in the wagon No more laggin, I'm taggin This
bitch dead in the ping hole Make me loose control I showed
up, I ring the ding-dong Grippin my wing-wong, something's
wrong Who's this? Not a bitch, but a dude And he's
tellin me to beat it, fuckin rude It's
Jimmy a man, a punk ass So I
threw a left hook on 'em, splash Then I
came back with a right hook, pow He fell
to the ground, I didn't mean to kill 'em (2x)
Didn't mean to kill 'em kill 'em baby Didn't
mean to kill 'em and kill 'em baby Oh fuck
he showed up with a neck broke 25 to life, it's no
joke Don't die, bitch hang in there I mean I
really don't care, but come on Move quick, I run to
the hospital Make sure he aint dead yet, shit There he
is chillin with a neck braise With a
look on his face like,eh Come on
Jimmy it's me your homeboy I even
poured a little brew in your IV Don't die, oh your
tryin to speak "Fuck
you, your punches are week" So bitch
you wanna talk shit again I jump up
with a boot to the chin Pull his
lung out and start chokin Ehh, his necks
already broken He swung hit me with a bed pan I was
just makin sure you aint dead man Fuck this, I grab a
scalpel And stick it down in his scalp, ugh Calm
down, he's dead now, fuck Here comes somebody, better
duck Gotta hide dead Jimmy, quickly A 25 to 50, I didn't mean to
kill 'em (2x)
Didn't mean to kill 'em kill 'em baby Didn't
mean to kill 'em and kill 'em baby Jumped
out the window, I drug him home Jimmy's dead and I'm finna get the
bone If they catch me, ah the
death chair I don't care, they'll
never find him here (Ring) Jimmy
will you get that? What the fuck? He's dead, I'm wick
whack I'm nervous scared and skitzo Ha, ha,
ha, woo, ha, hello? Oh Jimmy they bought it, ha They'll never know
I killed his bitch ass Fuck it though, Jimmy's
my room mate He
doesn't even eat that much, and that's great We just
chill all day watch videos Call
dominoes and flick off his toes Make 'em
land in the fish tank, watch 'em sink Let them sink, Fuck Off
I didn't mean to kill 'em Didn't
mean to kill 'em kill 'em baby Didn't
mean to kill 'em kill 'em baby BACK
TO THE TOP Ahhh make
way for the lunatic I wanna stop, I drive
by the camp quick I want necks 2 or 3 maybe 4 To
squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some more I came
up, walkin down Boulevard Then this
girl, she makes my nutsack hard I don't
know, what about my mental state They
might find a bitch dead, there's nothin that I less
hate Babe jump in, toots, hungry? Well I
got some, nuts Oh shit, she's suckin on my Wang Then
somethin goes, snap, bang Eek bitch, ha ha, die Her neck
long, skinny like a French fry So I
twist, turn, tangle then I strangle Cuz I'm the Southwest
Strangla I want
necks, long, tall, skinny Any ol'
necks at all, if any Jenny, Linny, Sydney, Sue I
want, necks, so I go to the zoo I choke a Pelican, I did it
right I choke an Ostrich, long ass neck But I'd
rather be killin at the prom I pick up my date, I get to
meet her mom Hello Miss I hurry home quick All I
wanna do is choke her neck, bitch Worry not, I bring
the corpse back I just wanna hear her neck bone snap
Why me? Hey I'm sweatin Commotion,
dilution, confusion, psycho All I
wanna do is kiss ya good-bye Before I mangle
ya Cuz I'm the Southwest Strangla I got the
southside scared, cuz I'm weird I was a
freak in the 2nd grade I had a beard I sit
alone in the back of the art class And draw
necks with a big red dash I never
thought, I'd be a lunatic A disgrace A dropped
out mental case I quit school, but I never left the
halls I grab
kids and drag 'em in between a wall Hear 'em
scream, echo through the gym class You hear
me chokin bitches up in the wind shaft They call
me, The Ghost of the Bad Lands But I'm
really just a killa, with big hands Allow me
to squeeze your neck deer Until
your brains pops dead out your fuckin ear Bury them
in my back yard With a
twisted spine broken bones Cuz I'm the Strangla BACK
TO THE TOP Slay
bells jingle-ling ring jing jingle-ling horses,
horses, horses, horses Slay
bells jingle-ling ring jing jingle-ling (gunshot) Santa
Claus suck my balls Drunk as hell ringing
bells at the malls Dancer Prancer Nixon and Cupid I'm a get
stupid, ha ha ha, eh I sat
around all night under the chimney Holdin my
sack like gimme gimme I know
that he's commin he's commin he must Lookin up nuthin but rust,
dust. Turn on
my TV the very next day I see
your gettin paid leaden the parade I'm that
sniper on the buildin Listen to
my nine go click, Santa's a
fat bitch (2x)
Santa Claus is a fat bitch Santa
Claus is a fat bitch Another
year and I aint get shit Another
year I aint get shit If I hear him land on my roof Ohh my
undertaker I'm a bust your ass in the
too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth Yeah I
got somethin to say about St. Nick Fuck that
hoe he never brought jack shit No toys, candy canes, j just a
lump of coal, So I eat
it, cuz there ain't nuttin in the cupboard So I'll
be quick, quick and brief All I
need for Christmas is my two front teeth I got my
teeth, kicked out my mouth I need a
few numbers could you help me out Should of
known I guessed I'd show not a steak No kinda
gift I didn't get shit Some say I was bad
but that wasn't it It's all because, (2x)
Santa's a fat bitch Santa
Claus is a fat bitch Santa
fuck you cuz your a hoe Another
year and I ain't got shit Another
year I ain't get shit If I hear him land on my roof I'm a
bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth "Oh-ho-ho don't go that
way Rudolf
that's the ghetto ho-ho those boys and
girls don't deserve anything" (in
Background: Slay bells ringling jing jing jingle-ling horses,
horses, horses,
horses) Santa Claus, Santa Claus where you been? I see you
got cookies and milk on your chin I guess
you had time to collect your ends You
always been down for your rich friend But
Rudolf, he don't bring his slay my way Nuthin
but dirt and coal for little J I guess
you couldn't fit down my chimney shaft You need
to loose some of that fat ass, eh All the
little rich bays they gettin paid Countin
the toys and ducats they made Me? I got a
little half little chunk of dog shit I'm a
kill that fat bitch Santa Claus is a fat bitch He ate
too much McDonalds
Another year and I aint get shit Mrs.
Claus is a ho If I hear him land on my roof Slice
that bitch in the big red coat I'm a
bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth For the
neighborhood Christmas
and everything's whack Not a
creature stirring but a fuckin rat I aint
hearin jingle bells I aint hearin nuttin Aint
smellin no turkey sure as hell aint no stuffin All that
I paid Wished and prayed That fat
mutha fucka would swing my way Drop off
soldiers and rubber balls But I woke up
and found some crusty old drawers Just as I
knew it shaft again, and again, and again,and again Every
year I wake up to the same old shit....house there be no sign of
the fat bitch (2x)
Santa Claus is a fat bitch Santa
Claus is a fat bitch (2x)
Another year and I aint get shit Another
year I aint get shit If I hear
him land on my roof If I hear him land on my roof I'm a
bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth (2x)
Santa Claus is a fat bitch Santa
Claus is a fat bitch Another
year and I aint get shit I aint ge-et shi-it If I hear
him land on my roof Ro-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoof I'm a
bust your ass in the too-hoo-hoo-hoo-hooth (record
scratching) "He's got
a fuzzy whit beard and a great big smile, a bright
red hat you can see for a mile, a bag
full of goodies and a great big grin, hear
comes Santa Claus again." BACK
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