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Smoke a square and then prepare yourself

Monoxide, Monox-boogie, Mo-Diddy, Mo-Something

Smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square bitch

Me and Violent, Me and Violent J

I'm the wickedest of wicked and by far

I'm destined for greatness

Killing off you people hate this

Now you can raise us in the top notch

Mag or book

And we still won't give you fags a look

Bitch boy, I'm gay-bashing

Come see my gun

I never hated fags till I got sued by one (by one)

My mental picture is painting me something ugly

And I still don't understand how my hands got all bloody

It's the Juggla!

A juggalo role-model

I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle

And then you meet me and expect a nice guy

You're lucky I ain't stuck a screw driver in your eye yet (hound dogs)

When I sign an autograph, I see you chopped up in my tub, soaking in a blood bath

With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head)

I'm getting glued the fuck out with my homie fucking Violent J

And we don't give a fuck about nothing you fucking bitches say

We speak the word and he unheard the mystify

And when you see us, hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye

It's a long dark ride, where you going there ain't no holding back

I'm the reaper in this bitch, there ain't no coming back

My tongue in fact conceal a casket

And spit some shit, so off the rip, it's a classic

Shut the fuck up, when we speaking bitch

Ain't yo mamma ever taught you shit

We stab individuals in they fatal spots

You got nine lives? Well I got 10 shots (yeah!)

I remember when we first got started

Clown paint and faygo, you thought we was retarded (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!)

Finally got you in the front row wilin

Now I'm gonna do it again with Zug Izland

I'm a axe holder, user, deep throater

Wouldn't know a juggalo if I showed ya shadowless

My reflection still casts a demon with green eyes behind stained glass

I see spirits and I talk to people that ain't there

They seem to vanish in thin air

Why don't you get ghost homie, raise up

While me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up (what?)

Real ass juggalos is all I care about (who?)

Fuck everybody else, and I don't want to hear about

And I don't give a fuck if you know someone that's down

I'll grab you by your neck and fling your fucking head around

I won't sign nothing

Fuck taking a picture

Fuck shaking your hand, I'll pull you at me and hit you (plaw!)

Then I kick ya fucking guts in until your ribs break

There's your mutha fucking hand shake, bitch (bitch, bitch, bitch)





[Thanks to skitz_sk8er@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

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