(feat. Insane Clown Posse & Blaze Ya Dead Homie)    Hound doggin this muthufucka  Raise up off my nizzogs  Get off my nuts  Get off me bitch  Ah shit muthufuckin hound dogs what?  Swingin from my balls so hard it's like I got a third nut  And look yo  I don't care who you know  Bitch what the fuck  Get the fuck to the back of the line  Lines of hoes sayin you's my cousin  Like my Mom and your Mom are sisters or sumthin  Oh yeah we down go ahead let em in  BAAH! knuckle hammers to the chin  Be down with me and I'll be down back  Put my dick in your mouth  You gonna hear your neck snap (Crack)  In fact, hoe fuck out my bus  Ask questions like a mutt   But ain't down to fuck  You see em come  You see em go  You see em come again  From my dick to Twiztid's dick  And then me  To Violent J's dick  To Blaze's dick  Try to grope us with they paws  Goddamn hound dogs  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  What's the whole meaning of a hound dog  Butt sniffin, dick lickin  All kind of wrong y'all  I'm in a club  Smokin on a square  Step on out to get a little fresh air  But I can't do that   I get attacked like a cardiac  People rushin front to back  They like sign that (Bitch)  Ain't nuthin wrong with giving me props  But actin like the punk ass cops  And swingin off my nuts has gotta stop  Walk around, spreading rumors like you know  Sayin shit you heard me tell a hoe after a show  Homey I don't play that shit one bit  Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick  Psychopathic bitch boy peep the axe  Specializing in splittin the hound dog backs  Plottin against the whole world of facts  So get off my dick and I'm out like that  Aight y'all  Wait come here  Oh my God you don't remember me?  No  I had a crush on you for like nine years  I don't know you fat bitch  It's me Jenny  I sat behind you in Ms. Crowberries chemistry class  Bitch I ain't even go to school  No I'm saying if you were to sit there  It would be the shit  Do you think you could sign my shirt?  Hehehe  Yeah I remember school  Hoes back then was like Joe Bruce ewww  Years pass by and look I'm a star  Now all them hoes are like Joe Bruce ahhhh  I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut  Now I got hound dogs sniffin my butt  I could have a worm hangin out of my dick hole  And they'd be like Aww I think it's cute though  Miss me with all that I ain't changed any  Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny  I'm ugly as fuck resembling a cling-on  Hoes still let me get my ding-a-ling a swing on  What up with these pop kids buyin my shit  Mainstream groupies get off my dick  I wanna see real juggalos at shows  Fuck these backstreet richie fake hoes  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  Y'all don't even know who the fuck I am  Yet bitches like you's his friend Goddamn  My lips is crusty  My feets is musty  Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty  I ain't had pussy in eleven years (What?)  I been dead (Oh)  Ain't nobody sheddin tears  Look bitch I don't give a fuck about fame  Got cock for you bitches cause I'm married to the game  Ain't no shit to the shit I speak  Slap hound dog bitches in they face for weeks freak  I see you hatin on my Raiders cap  When back in the day you was all about that (Sure was)  Shot that ass out back in '89  Perry wearin locs and this clock of mine  Rose from the dead with the Lotus clique  I'm done played out and I ain't changin shit (Nope)  Hey aren't you Monoxide child?  That's right bitch  Right the skinny one  My best friend John  Is supposed to be cousins with you or sumthin  Who?  So like I figured if you give me your phone number  I could give it to him  And maybe we could all hang out or sumthin  Shiiiit  Whatever  Oh my God it's Blaze   Hey dead homey!  You's a hound dog bitch allow me to smack your face  Ridin on my dick now how my nuts taste  Everyplace that I go somebody want a photograph  Or an autograph  But can I get a gap  How did y'all get started?  Your shit is really tight  And what be motivatin y'all to grab a pen and write?  Listen here little bitch I'm the killer in disguise  Twiztid muthafucka with them milk white eyes  I despise how you perpatrate like a juggalo  But you ain't down muthafucka  You's a juggahoe  Hey hoe you're afraid of the facts  Never packin a gat and always seen with an axe  Take another picture and I'll break your jaw  I got an 80 pound punch for each and every one of y'all  Muthafuckas with the bitch ass hound dog face   My ass cracks exposed go ahead and get a taste  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Hound dogs ain't got shit to say (Muthafuckin hound dog muthufucka)  Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay  Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone  Yo, yo it be the same hound dogs in different cities  Starin at me like I'm a set of titties  Autographin t-shirts, hats, and socks  And this bitch don't even know Riddlebox  Real juggalos don't want no picture  They just walk up like what up ninja?  After that they give a fuck where I'm headin  They're like fuck him we lookin for neden  And I don't need anymore free tattoos  Got my arms lookin like Motley Crue's  I could be talkin to the finest bitch in the land  And you'd run up like hey what up man?  That's when I slap you right on the spot  And have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot  Do I think I'm better cause neden comes easy  For sheesy bitch  Bottom line y'alls get off our balls  Psychopathic out like Biggie Smalls  Dark Lotus little biatch