Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what  from New York to L.A.  from Chile to Greece  from New Ghandi to your momma  we gives absolutly no fucks  Motha fucka  natural born serial murderers  mass mothafuckin murderin muderers  bitch, come and meet your maker    Im scary like Michael Jaskson up close  I like diggin up dead bodies  look at me Im gross  my name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis  gonorrhea the clap cause i infected this rap  you wanna know if i could ever kill somebody  well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail  I kill family, friends, myself  what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive  I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met  I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit  I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax  I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd u get that  it's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you  it's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now  look at us natural killas  the world most playa hated rapper  and the most hated group together like woooo!    [Chorus:]  mass murders  natural born killas  im not fuckin around  icky icky ya ya  icky icky ya ya    mass murders  natural born killas  im not fuckin around  icky icky ya ya  icky icky ya ya    This aint no blair witch  beware bitch  Ill pick ur motherfuckin brain with an icepick   remember me  the V I C E  well heres my trilogy  Im outta captivity  rap cujo ya know my flow is ferocious  last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches  I bring this hocus pocus  you're flying away  like the last days of the motherfuckin loafers  I'm the redneck in the moshpit  2 axes come in handy  to answer Violent J, ya damn right its a stanley  in the shadows of the dark with darkman like spawn  in the dash blazin it up with explosive bombs  I spit homicides like major cities at 11PM  while zipping bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM  ice mixed with blood is the killers milkshake  here with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak    [Chorus]  Disrespect me I'll run in your house  like puffin steam stout  break both your arms, gun in your mouth  knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth  bullets bust through the back of your head ya die swift  fuckin wit tha clan, watch what you say  we kill *Beep: Lame Lyric Censor*  shoot you with an SK or a AK bitch you gonna die either way  I'm a monster thoroughbred gun holding weed-head  cross me bet tomorrow you'll be dead  catch you at a show while you're chilling with your ho  and crack your skull with a bottle of Mo  I'm a Sing-Sing killer  gun groove captain  brooklyn home of the original gun clapping  gats get brung, niggas get done  sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons  I'm a killer    [Chorus]  [Screams]  [OVERDUB:] To die is a fate that must come to us all  But how horrible to be buried alive  from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed with death  hands clawing for blood!    [Chorus]