[Violent J]

Rich boy's in trouble

Car broke down on a drive through the ghetto

All the weird people, you gotta get the fuck out

Need to use the phone, step into my funhouse

Hey yo, dope, looks like we got another

He'd like to go for a ride on the neck cutter

Straight to the cart for the next spectacular

Just to know, it's a dead body sittin next to ya

Get ready for the carnival thrills

Should of cut your little faggot ass in the hills

Boom! through the door into the room, you gotta check it out

It's where we cut your fingers off and stick em in your mouth

That should show you that you greedy little rich fuckIf you're bucking with

the juggla you're a dead duck

Eight fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose

Further down the hall, the room with jokeros

That's where you get by seventeen wicked clowns

For the seventeen dead bodies never found

And they jump on your back until your ribs crack

Toss you in the cart and push you down the deli tracks

Spinning and twisting, rolling and bumping

The dead fuck next to ya is trying to tell ya somethin

Listen close, you can barely make it out

"Bitch, you ain't shit in my electric funhouse"



"Help me, I'm trapped in here. Somebody let me out.

Oh my god!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!"



"Come here, rich boy

My head is spinning 360 degrees

Richie richie richie

Come here"



"Bitch, fuck you, yeah, know what I'm saying

Wicked clowns running the funhouse

Ain't no way to get out until the killer gets your neck cut like a man"



[Violent J]

Pick a card, any card, any motherfucking card......A joker's card

Sorry, bitch, the luck of the draw

Violent J's gonna have to ice your jaw

Sna