歌手:Insane Clown Posse
专辑:《Carnival Of Carnage》

作词 : Bruce
Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and i broke a few necks
And i'll break a few more, so what's up
Road by me on the corner, i'm a hold my **** up
Its finna ************* you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
Cuz i'm violent j, ain't even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank ******* naked
I pass out when it gets dark
And woke up naked at the clark park
Gotta go, gotta get before i get the wrap
Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap
Mr. shrink, mr. shrink, i'm sick
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't quit
It don't quit, it don't quit
Mr. shrink, i'm sick, a lunaticky-tick
The doctor told me i'm a psycho
So i ate his face like i don't know
Knife to the neck and got some more
The night of the axe, the night of the forty *************
*************, i'm a man you can talk ta
But after you leave i'm a stalk ya
If you're a little kid i'm a take ya
And if you're neck i'm a break ya
If you're an old lady i'm a mug ya
Cuz *************, you can't ************* with the juggla
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the juggla
He'll cut your windpipe, eat your face
And slit your mother******g heart out
You can see this freak show at the world famous carnival of carnage
Keep juggling, mother*******!
Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast
And if i drop you that's your ass
I shake and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to hell cuz i'm down with esham
Gotta rhyme for your uncle willy
Then i hit him in the head with a billy
Willy, willy, watch your mouth
And ************* the south
Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
What's up *************, ah, what's up ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain't down
With a psychotic wicked clown
******g my friends ain't healthy
Cuz i grab you by the face and ************* you up
And it's like that ************* that's the way it is
I'm allowed to *************, ho, i'm in show biz
Sets in the hood want me for dead
So i paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little 'kay by my taggin'
You can fit twenty clowns in a volkswagon
And we coming straight to your brick house
I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your ******' neck loose
And then i might mug ya
Cuz they're will be no ******g with the juggla
Juggling eye*******, juggling heads
What you've heard about, what you've read
The juggling wicked clowns will come to your
Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva
And cut your back off for a small fee
The juggla ain't taking no shorts from nobody
T******le-dee and t******le-doh
Let the ******g bass go
And the juggla make it last
Down with 2 **** and try n' get trashed
My fellow ******g fellas
Southwest gangster killas
Violent j, the psychopathic
Some might say i'm schitsofrantic
Others think i'm quite the psychic
But somehow the ******* like it
What's up *************, let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am i like this, like that
Why are you like that, like this
The ghetto took my brain and mother************* i want it back
I'm that nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and hack
With a "kick me" sign on my back
In my corner is scyne therapy
They take care of me, but don't stare at me
Cuz like i said i'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't ************* with the juggla
Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town
And he's got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land
The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam
Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off
Skip to the lou
Juggla juggla ************* with the juggla
You can't ************* with the juggla
T******le-dee and t******le-doh
Let the ******g bass go