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It was a soft gentle night
In the little town of, of, well, your town The gentle breeze swept the streets Creating that pleasant howl that these kind town folks Have enjoyed for so many, many years The wind chimes sent their peaceful melodies Into the ears of the sleepy residents But the unusual was approaching in the distance Something evil was heading towards this small town While the residents slept, something crept Slithered and crawled its way through the quiet streets Guided by the moon light These frightening strangers set up tents and rides Shows and games, there were savage jesters And wicked ringmasters There were horrid freak shows And sights only the impending doom will witness They brung with them the carnage That they had lived with for eternity The morning is a new day The people of this town will unwillingly witness The show of their lives, only rumored to exist You will be the next to die helplessly At the Carnival of Carnage |
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| 2. |
| 3:42 |
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[intro]
Rolin' over, Hell muthafuckin' yeah bitch. Hatchet chop straight to your muthafuckin' face. Rollin' over. I look up ther's still so far to go? Wicked clowns got that real shit. What up dawg. [verse 1] I come floatin' in this bitch with some wings like a pegesies, got a shiny ass V on my cheast wut up? i'm Violent j the clown, I'm goofy for a second, but when your bitch headless i'm on top of her necket. Yo know my status, I'm juggalatis, and we the baddest here to sever your melon it's wicked shit that we sellin' we off the track now give your bitch ass a bitch slap now nobody never steppin down we bout to enter second round. Running backwards on the walls shaggy 2 dope in this muthafucka. You talkin through your but cause silence is for suckers. So i'm out there throughout the year i'm right here don't stare like a bitch bitch buy me a beer nobody wicked like me i do this terrifically and my mutahfuckin pimp slap will knock down a tree so clown love bitch, I seen it tatted on tittes we forever on tour clown love in your city. [Chorus 1] Rollin' over, i look up there's still so far to go, so much time, Rollin over, I look up there's still so far to go, it's yo time, Rollin over, I look up there's still so far to go, so much time, Rollin' over, I look up there's still so far to go, it's yo time for your mind. [Verse 2] I got three body's stuffed in my trunk i'm blowin' red lights and bet i'm blowin' heads off before i'm read any rights baby i'm outlaw. painted up and packin the bombs I stomp preps in the streets and sound fire alarms bitch run for your life we keep it wicked and scary, and we welcome to our world anything that you bury i throw meteors and fire balls through brick walls and got a thre foot dick for all your chick jaws. Walkin' through the slums bout' to strangle someone, maybe it's accustom gotta get it done, I live like that spirits haunting me like that, i'm lost in the ougi board ain't never comin back. ou, ou |
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| 3. |
| 3:40 |
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[intro]
Let me in this bitch. Let me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance muthafucka. i can daaannncccee. [verse 1] i'm on crack, Walkin alleyways downtown, people drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a nightclub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' laughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' live and i'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i don't remember yesterday at all, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the wall, people grippin' new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm like a bad man, holdin' out my crusty ass hands scouldin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm blackin' out just about to lose all hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightclub scopin', and there she was everything i planned for on the spotlight on the dance floor gravitatin' [chorus] She kept her rythum her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some more she's ruby. She made me happy i tried to refrain I walk off but then i run right back i'm at it again she's callin' [verse 2] I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle, carjacked a mini-van and punched full throttle right back to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no problem, hit the pipe and follow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to leave me alone cause this really goin' down i feel it pullin me down knowin i'm a wicked clown i gotta throw it down, she pulled in her and her fuck ass strolled in, i hit the pipe again and hop out the stolen, jumpin through back yards clumsey and trippin', it don't matter when ya goal is a throat slintin', and the way she danced split flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games i'm on the side of her house lookin in through the back den and there she was with him again dancin' [chorus x1] [verse 3] I walk right in through the front door unlocked, no gun cocked, cinder block, clown paint, i came here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a little nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back, i'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine but i caught it in time i had to take his life with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back i'm keepin' the place nice i'm comin bitch you want an olive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm still outside the club and it's all in my head. [chorus x1] |
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| 4. |
| 3:49 |
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[Shaggy 2 Dope]
The sun rises and sets on time every day of the year, But sporadically the circles appear Baffling all through the history of no-man Since fuckin with the mystery of Stone Hinge Aliens, cults, witches with lawnmowers, mindblowers Nobody knows what for sure But he knows when I walk in the vicinity But I can read ‘em and I believe that I need ‘em I'm runnin' through a wheat field chasin' a ghost that loves circles Use it for portals and time holes, and dance backwards and chant with the cult people At the crop circle, I come to know people Under moon rays, lightin' up my new ways The new lays, they mow ‘em down in two days A hundred days from now, we'll pay for that mishap With another hurricane bitch slap [CHORUS] The crop circles are talking to me…(Circle somethin', circle somethin') The crop circles are talking to me…(Circle somethin', circle somethin') Something slowly emerges for me…(Circle somethin', circle somethin') The crop circles are talking to me…(Circle somethin', circle somethin') [Violent J] This ball of mud that we live on is alive If you try to wipe it's mouth it's gonna wipe us out I lay in a field alone in the middle of the night Try to get my life right, pray for bright light Set flames to the wheat rows during an eclipse And the spirits will come out and dance, catch you a glimpse They're like artists connecting the stars in rare fashion, Intricately placed with secrets of white magic I'm runnin' through the moon lit fields, Followin' a little orb light hopin' it might reveal any secret It's dancin' and I can't catch up, and I almost ran headfirst into a truck No compass'll work and I'm lookin' for answers While the sands of my hourglass fall up backwards Have I lost you? Cause I've lost me too But if your hiding in the crops I will come find you [CHORUSx1] [Violent J] Forty thousand years ago, the stoning of a young man His story written in the crops near spoken In England, the face of a dead woman shown etched out a wheat field uniquely woven [Shaggy 2 Dope] Hieroglyphics, mathematical genius predicting the orbital patterns of Venus And the grass behind your grandpa's wood barn, Complex designs dropped seconds before dawn [Violent J] Dead birds, scattered throughout the patterns of art No explanation left by the shadows of dark Batteries drained of they power in seconds I'm layin in the crop circle countin my blessins [Shaggy 2 Dope] It might hurt though, headaches and nausea will creep in And your nose will bleed when ya sleep in [Violent J] Don't go near there, don't dare ? beware Unless your like us, and don't care [CHORUSx2] |
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| 5. |
| 3:07 |
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[Violent J]
Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine You got nine kids, only two of them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that Your shit loop like a bowl of soup And every time I'm with you, I'm smelling nothing but baby poop You got WIC food stamps, and ADC Why you still fucking with me, you dirty scoundrel And I'ma murder any friend of the court Throw a bomb in they office on the way to the airport Then blast off, catch a flight to another life Five baby mommas every one of them trife? hoes They won't stifle, always wanna fight and for what Get the rifle one to her butt, POP! I won't have it, bitches won't fly straight And I got two more bitches callin' sayin' they late Baby momma blues [Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight Bitch leave me alone [Esham] Fuck my baby momma, with that baby drama Callin' me while I'm in the Bahamas with Lana and Donna Two freaks that I met with the hummer from last summer Anyway bitch, how'd u get my new number Fuck my baby momma, she need a new weed? That bitch did something that I couldn't believe She called up a priest, she called the police And then called a lawyer and took half of my piece Fuck my baby momma, I can't see it like Stevie Wonder All I know is when it rains it thunders My baby momma took me under Fuck my baby momma, and my thirty kids Don't tell me bout shit that none of them did To all you deadbeat moms, who be bringin' the drama Fuck you in front of the court, and fuck my baby momma [Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight [Shaggy 2 Dope] I got the baby momma blues from in my shoes You don't love them kids, you only keep them to use You breathe fire, all your baby daddies are rappers How that happen? You got me plottin' a kidnapping Baby momma, baby momma, baby momma, fuck off! All I know, you shoulda just jacked me off He looks like me, bitch, he looks just like you Damn, just a piece of neden ? Bitch, I bought you a trailer, it wasn't enough You met some punk and he stole your stuff You wrecked your car they cut off your phone Baby mommas blowin me up AIN'T NOBODY HOME! How much money, just for three kids I got three other hoes layin' down they bids Don't think I wont choke out all 4 of they faces I got baby mommas in phenomenal places [Chorus] Deadbeat moms are chasing me ain't no one on my side I'm packin all my shit up and I'm taking off tonight Leave me alone [Esham] There you have it, man These hoes done lost they minds, man These hoes keep tryin' to hit a brother with charges So I just keep on hittin' them with gauges You know what I'm sayin'? These hoes can just jump up off me man I don't give a fuck what the DMA say, you hear what I'm sayin? Fuck what the DMA say I just had another one man Yeah, it's tryna get me I don't know man I don't know what they gone do But if they break up out this.. |
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| 6. |
| 4:37 |
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[VIOLENT J]
No Luck, Got Stuck They comin to reap on my truck Big Bills, Shit Kills No Pills and i'm out of Refills She dissed, I missed I'm having problems dodging these fists They chasing me, they wanna lock me up I'm surrounded by thugs who wanna sock me up I can't stand it, I'm stranded I can't find a home on this planet I fuck theater, I can't get up My own ladies tearing my shit up I missed quoata, i turned shoulders they all lockin me out, its gettin colder but im ok, i just move on i can weather any storm; i know in the long run [ICP] we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (shit aint no thang) we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (shit aint no thang) [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] Mad Pills, Drink spills black out at night, my hands kill wake naked, can't take it yo, wrap me up in that blanket no bail, i fell i'm on the right track, derailed house stales, i'm in the county orange and my kids' life's been torn welfare, no healthcare every mother fucker out for they self here weird thoughts, life's tough but i'm a hustler and know how to bluff no cash, no past i got dogs bouty huntin my ass but its ok, i just move on i can weather any storm cause in the long run [ICP] we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (shit aint no thang) we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (shit aint no thang) [VIOLENT J] wrong turn, got burned and the mother fuckers still aint learned [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] denied, no reply but i been known to retry [VIOLENT J] they hate me, im scary they waiting at the cemetery [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] grim reaper creeping on me hound doggin i got a chemical splashin my noggin [VIOLENT J] i get lonesome, and then bones come they got warrents in effect and im on some [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] i aint healthy, cant help me i aint wealthy, look wat they dealt me [VIOLENT J] straight straggler, brown bagger juggalo gang bang cant tag her [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] and its ok, i just move on [VIOLENT J] ill survive it all [SHAGGY 2 DOPE] cause i know in the long run [ICP] we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (it aint no thang) we'll be allright we'll be allright it aint no - thang shit aint no - thang (shit aint no thang) [x2] |
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| 7. |
| 3:02 |
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[Violent J]
I'll ride a fucking pogo stick all over your face With Shaggy on my shoulders adding to the weight We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Shaggy 2 Dope] We love all hoes, skinny old hoes Big balled hoes, we dig all those We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Violent J] We slap rappers in the head with the mic during freestlye wars And get thrown out the doors [Dynamite scratched] [Shaggy 2 Dope] We rock our own wear, and if we don't care About what the fuck is going on out there We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll [Violent J] When the streets go quiet it means something's wrong I'm standing on a corner sippin' on something strong We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Shaggy 2 Dope] Channel 719 hit us with the high beam Wicked clowns choppin' em down live on the scene We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Violent J] Sometimes my dome feels like a cherry bomb [Shaggy 2 Dope] I gotta pound his fucking head with a hammer to keep him calm [Violent J] Get him [Shaggy 2 Dope] We so deep underground, the devil came around But got his tail chopped off by Shaggy the clown We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll [Violent J] We livin' in a fun house, walkin' through mirrors and walls The floor spins and it rains in the halls We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Shaggy 2 Dope] Many hate us, but we the greatest Ya'll just keep talkin, elevate us We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll [Violent J] We human cannonballs flyin' with no necks Into brick walls scarier the show gets [Shaggy 2 Dope] We throw punches, hittin' faces like freight trains Guaranteed to put shit in your Hanes We like it like that, fuck you We like it like that, so fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll Fuck you, fuck ya'll Say fuck you Fuck ya'll (Fuck you) Man fuck you bitches (Fuck ya'll) Fuck ya'll (Fuck you) What you gonna do bitch (Fuck ya'll) I say fuck ya'll (Fuck you) Man fuck all you hoes (Fuck ya'll) |
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| 3:56 |
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[Violent J]
I battle samurais, they fight like little bitches to me Ive murdered everybody i need some switches for me Take me some place nobody ever knew existed Gone like the missle that missed it and gone balistic Its floatin on anyone caught in the way Im falling through the future while your back in the day And no that, theres a storm comin brewin up ahead Black rain as hot as it can get [Chorus] We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me [Shaggy] Mother fucker i been droppin freestyles For fifty three miles We droppin nuclear bombs we tryin to see smiles I caught a shootin star Inside a peanut butter jar We bring it in the vocal booth and beam out like rayzars We draw crop circles The **** sky purples Cast out colorful shiny diamonds wonderful Im not the one that bullshit about the thunder though We keep it juggalo We underground and more Rockin shows in my underwear Never been the one to care Spend every penny that we ever made on weed and beer I make the rainest But the joker cards is forever famous But who can blame us The carnival became us Im sleepin in the clouds leaving through the night sky I fantasize let you see something beyond your eyes I seen the galaxy ate lucky charms off the milkyway But tommorow gonna be the day [Chorus] We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me [Violent J & Shaggy] And we gon ride high Swerve left and right high Oh we gon ride high Swerve left and right high All Night [Violent J] You gotta meet me to believe me And meet me to achieve me And vision through your third eye to even try to see me Im to dramatic Ill slap you with the Sledge-O-Matic Im on your TV screen talkin through the static Im on the beaches of Afghanistan Talkin to the reefer man Caught in a avalanche and dont need an ambulance Come with me ill show you how to relax Dark Carnival wagons is flying off the tracks So cmon [Chorus] We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me [Violent J & Shaggy] And we gon ride high Swerve left and right high Oh we gon ride high Swerve left and right high All Night [Chorus] We off the track Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me Off the track, off the track Falling freely Dip on back, back Flying with me [Violent J Talkin] Violent J and Shaggy motherfuckin 2 Dope forever makin music. For the juggalo nation of serial killas. World Wide. |
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