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Awwwwwwwwww Shit! Yo check it out man ICP back in the haugh man!
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Violent J man 2 Dope man wicked clownz man. Ha ha ha!
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Hey quick hurry up bang.
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Open your mouth cause here comes my wang.
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I'm Violent J the southwest skitzo.
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Born in a big top magical majisto
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Dead body disco. Rappin' to the hoochies.
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Dirty old fat hoe's come up with a smoochie.
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Hoochie coochie la la la la la.
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I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya.
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It's a full moon and the riddles are calling.
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Three more cards and the skies will be falling.
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But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown.
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Wicked clown, wicked town,
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Juggalugagaluga lick it down, man up till my nuts start singing, dancing,
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hopping,
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I'm a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
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With the swing of my magical wand,
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The show must go on.
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"Well, it all began when I was very young. My feelings were so excited about
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the carnival
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rides. Everyone was jolly and jittery. I waited for their wackets until well
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after dusk. That
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night, while I was sleeping, I was awoken by a glow appearing. And, looking
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out, I saw
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strange men, cursing and filthy, and there were clowns, setting up their dreary
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tent."
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I'm 2 dope and I sport tight wranglers.
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Don't say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck bitch.
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Everybody 'round, make way for the clown,
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In New York, in LA, in southwest town.
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Walked into El Rays, almost got my ass kicked.
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Rather just chill in the yard in my casket.
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Call up the hoe's have 'em swing by the tomb,
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And get a little stinky stank up in this bitch.
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Killer clowns kicked out the circus.
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Used to get live let the midget ladies work this.
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I was a freak show, they called me the pogo.
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I can make my ballsack bob like a yoyo.
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"Give it up! Give it up!"
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Southwest looney tune, killed another red neck fun,
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His head a looney dune, gooney boon, gooney goon,
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I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song.
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The show must go on.
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"I've never been afraid of clowns but these clowns were different. There was
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nothing
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funny about these clowns at all. The smiled, they juggled, they laughed, but
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yet something
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was terribly, terribly, wrong. I didn't like these clowns for I could see
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through them, I
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knew what they were really like. I knew that this carnival that had come to my
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village was
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an evil, evil thing."
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(Chorus):
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Come see the show, big top show,
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Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.
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Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos.
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Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.
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(End chorus)
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You ask do we gang, do we bang in a gang, mang?
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Do we bang-bang? I'm a gang banger, man!
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I bang in a gang, mang.
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You can suck my wang, mang.
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Richie-boy, bitchie-boy, it's a southwest thing.
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Serial murderer, southwest maniac,
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Slaughterer, lunatic, highschool brainiac,
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Straight A school boy, School kid
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`Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone, the show must go on.
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"Aged friends are fools, all of them. Totally unaware of the evilness within
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the carnival.
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Their eyes reflected stairways into hell, their faces covered in blood. I ran
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from the
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carnival grounds and yet every road and every path lead me right back to the big
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tent. I
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had to escape from the strongman, the freak shows, and the Ringmaster..."
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(Chorus)
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(Chorus)
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Heh heh heh heh!
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HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!
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~Rrrrrinnnng~
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"Yello?"
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"Speak ta... Chicken Neck?"
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"Who?"
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"Chicken neck."
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"Nobody by that name here."
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"What about Chicken Balls?"
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"Nope."
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"What about Chicken fuckin' Gizzard Throat, is he there?"
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"Look boy, you got the wrong number."
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~click~
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~Rrrrrinnnng~
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"What the...? Hello?!"
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"Speak ta Rednuts?"
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"Who?"
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"Redballs, Willie Redneck Balls, is he there?"
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"Goddamnit!"
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~click~
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~Rrrrrinnnng~
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"Lemme git dis! Who in da hell is dis?!"
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"Speak ta Fatboy?"
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"WHO IN DA HELL IS DIS?!"
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"I wanna speak ta Fat Redneck fuckin' Chickenboy! Is he there?"
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"Goddamnit! ~click~ Fuckin' no good bastards!"
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~knock knock knock knock~
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"Git da damn door!"
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"Yeah, I have a delivery for a Mr. Redneck Fatballs."
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"Whut! You goddamn little!"
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~Machinegun shots and breaki |