Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what   from New York to L.A.   from Chile to Greece   from Uganda 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 Lotus   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 assembling bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM   ice mixed with blood is the killers milkshake   Blended 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)