Juggalos, come out to play...    Guess who's coming to your big town?  Jugglin jesters, kick-it clown  Circus sound, painted frown  Carnival of carnage creeping round  I'm Violent J and I'm sick  They try to run me down  But you know I'm too slick  And I slip and slide like a slinky  Slip and slide with my twinkie  Welcome to my world  As it winds and it twists  I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed  Boo loo chewy wewwy doo boo  And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo  Come see the one at the show of your life  See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right  I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack  But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know  And we packin that funk  With a snap and a clap and a jump jump  So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down  Step on up  And kiss the clown  And kiss the clown  Kiss the clown  On up and kiss the clown  Step on up and kiss the clown  Stop the bus  Violent J comes out  Barrels to your face  And blow your fucking face off  Cause you know my mind is golden oh  Happen to catch me a Beverly show  Body fell asleep but my mind goes on  Welcome to the world of juggla's dome  First day I enrolled at the high school  Butt-naked with a axe  Wow, he's so cool  Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself  My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell  Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan  I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny killin  Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero  Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo  Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya  Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker  To the next class don't wanna be late  Finna ask Brenda on a little date  I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs  Took her to a mud match threw a pair of gloves  Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke  And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night  Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk  Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk  How you doing Brenda?  Mind if I bend ya?  Over rover, do me like Gumby  I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank  And when I finished  I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank  Awww that's a beautiful aquarium  Yeah, you wanna see it  Hey come here bitch  Oh God it's lovely  Yeah, yeah, yeah have a closer look  Die bitch what's up?  What are you a lung fish?  What's up aqua man?  Die bitch die  That's right, bitch  Back to the school  Fat bitch in the locker  Couldn't fit her booty in  So I cut her booty off  Sometimes I feel like I'm already in hell  Throwing up children on Del Ray smell  Fuck those fucking fucks, uh  Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks  Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills  I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills  Where's that other little rich little fag  Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him  I know my boys make the bass go boom  But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room  Aww, aww, Dylan  Aww I want your anus  Aww, you're so hot  Kicked in the stall  Then I kicked in his jaw  Kicked him in face  And I kicked in his balls  Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble  Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle  Took him to the staircase  Jumped on his face  Road him down the bumpy chase  Can I hear him breathe one last note  Stuffed his back down his throat  Back to the locker  Boy oh, boy oh  Back to the locker  Stuff the fucker!  Back to the locker  Boy oh, boy oh  Back to the locker  Fuckin stuff that fucker!  Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit  Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch  Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda smelly  Funk down your legs, and up to your belly  But I'm with Del Ray  So funk don't fade me  Let me hit it man  You're finna kick the can (Sugar)  Come on, bitch, man  You're getting ready to die anyway  Bitch, calm down  Let me get a little poontang  You know what I'm saying  Let me get a little trip, bitch  You finna die  Okay, cause I'm not a raper  But you still make morning paper  Kelly found dead in her bathroom  Naww, Kelly found dead in her dad's room  No, Kelly found dead in her backyard  Cause Kelly choked on a joker's card  Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker  Kelly wouldn't fit  Chop, chop, chop, chop her  Oh no, principal know what I'm about  Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out  Oh shit, they chase me  Cause they found the bodies  Now I run my ass off  Yeah they're gettin mad  You can hear them cuss  Didn't look both ways, and got hit by bus  Crunched up under  Tangled in the wheels  Spit me out the muffler  You know how that feels  Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands  Then I seen Prince so I clap cause I'm a big fan  And straight busted my face on the street  And here come the police  And...