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"$50 Bucks"

"$50 Bucks"


[Violent J (Shaggy)]

(Hey yo J)
What's up player?
(You know they don't like juggalos over there)
Right
(50 bucks says you don't get nothin)
Man, let me tell you somethin
Check this out (What up?)
It might sound shady
But I fuck a rich hoe named Grady.
They call her that cause her hair is blue,
She's one of them rebellious rock chicks too.
Anyway she has a big hoop in her neden,
Rings, chains, needles, pins, and things
Tatoos, it might sound fierce,
But I swear to God the bitch gots her butthole pierced.
She told me she liked it rough, I'm like straight,
First thing she did was punch me in the face,
I'm about to plant one to her jaw,
Before I could she was tounging my balls,
Oooooh whadablah, I dropped my weapon,
Looked down and my nuts was kicksteppin,
We was butt naked all over the floor
It felt weird though cause we was at the Faygo store.

[Chorus]
Momma don't like this wicked clown
I might come from the dark side of town
When she's gone and you're alone again
50 bucks says you'll let me in

[Shaggy (J)]

(Hey yo Shaggy)
What up player?
(You know they don't like juggalos over there)
Right
(50 bucks says you don't get nothing)
Maan, let me tell you somethin.
I've done fuck bitches both sides of the border,
Nuthin like Gretta the millionaire's daughter,
Something like 950-sumthin pounds,
5'8" tall and she looove clowns.
Bitch had titties like water balloons,
My boys used to swing off 'em like baboons,
She'd buy us chocolates, swiss cheese pie,
And take it, and bake it... completely naked,
An ocean of loopness it ain't like nuthin,
Just jump anywhere in the mess and start humpin,
Don't really matter where I stick my dick,
I just reach (yeah), and grab (yeah), and stab (yeah), and jab (yeah),
But that ain't the reason that I love this hoe,
She used to do a funny little trick with my dick hole:
She'd blow into it and make a wish,
And my nuts would expand like puffer fish.

[Chorus 11x]
 
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"12"

"12"


"Wake...
Revenge is mine
12 people will die tonight"
[Violent J]
Now I look and then reborn
Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong
Place his children on the lawn
Tell the misses, leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom
Grab the squirming filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat
[Violent J]
I must quickly use my gift
Next two work the midnight shift
Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death
Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
[Violent J]
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down the hall
Grab a scalple and a blade
Time to play the nurse's aide
Operate and strap her down
Carve her face into a clown
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Killed another then three more
Now we're down to only four
This man drives a taxi cab
Another wicked life to grab
Screaming that he'd thought I'd died
Let's go for a taxi ride
In the wreck of twisted steel
The stearing wheel becomes his meal
[Violent J]
This man watches his TV
Scanning channels endlessly
Stops at station forty-four
It's the Wicked Clown Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance
In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green
Die!
You're gonna die...
Time...
[Violent J]
Even though, there's just one left
I feel my bones becoming stiff
And now I wonder endlessly
The spirits have abandoned me
My limbs are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun
And here's my victim's early run
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Quickly grab him from behind
Round his neck with fishing twine
Keep him still and pull the string
Watch his head go bobbaling
Listen to my riddle song
Even though my crime was wrong
Murder me just for your law
And I'll be back for all y'all
Die!
You're gonna die...
I'll be back for all y'all...
 
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"17 Dead"

"17 Dead"


I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down
But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown
Sewer gutter blood runs through my system
Death stopped by but I must have just missed him
Am I in a southwest street gang?
Do I bang, do I slang, do I let my motherfuckin' nuts hang?
But do you care
I got stabbed in the eye and you wadn't no where
And what about the time I got fucked
When I got shot in the throat...fuckin' sucked
But you news wouldn't know me
You could give a fuck less never the less unless
Something happened in your suburbs
I'm a cut your daddy's neck, you little fuckin' nerd
I don't give a fuck where you're from boy
So don't tell me cuz I don't give a fuck
It's all about what's going on in your head
Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection
I woke up next to a dead body
Roll it out the way and jump out of bed
Strap on my kicks and step out my room
Cuz somehow there's another stiff in the bathroom
Dead fucks all over the grass
I'm a kick somebody in they dead ass
Quick to make a left on Jefferson
And I noticed there's another stiff riding shotgun
Am I just seeing things? No.
Is your mother a soggy ho?
I like to drink Faygo, out from the scotties
But then one out of one of my homeboys turned into dead bodies
But I'm straight with that
Just don't be leaving your guts in my car n' shit
Wait a minute, wait, get your head on straight
I drop seventeen tears from eyes every fucking day
I gotta wonder if they do
Should I burn the rebel flag or the red white and blue too
I can't do much, but they can
But those motherfuckers gotta death wish, man
I'm gonna swim in they blood shed
Justi-justify the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection
Yeah, dead bodies man
They ain't so bad
I mean they're all over in the
Streets n shit ya know
But they don't be fuckin' with you
They just lay there dead as shit
I mean they tasted kinda straight
With a little mustard, man
Yeah, much worse
Seventeen dead bodies hanging from a telephone wire
All seventeen on fire
Lightening up the sky with the smell of death
Rich bigot fucker, take a deep breath
Look at you makes me go baddy
Motherfucker don't be nothing like your daddy
Cuz he's nothing but a redneck hoe
Him and his kind created this ghetto
They can deal with they own creation
Move out farther, suburb vacation
But it don't work like that
Knock at your door and it's me running slug bat
I'm a stick it to your fuckin' nugget
About seventeen times and you're gonna love it motherfucker
Drive down my street
And stare at the folks who can't make end's meat
You don't know now but that's the plan
Most people in Hell were rich when they died, man
Take that to your golden bed
Cuz I'm a cut your ass up for the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead
Seventeen dead, it don't bother you
You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead
The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection
Well, ya know Violent J's kinda wicked
If there's a booger in my nose I'm a pick it
And flick it in your eye like you ain't jack
And stomp my boots on your nutsac
Well, I'm Shaggy and I'm in the house
You don't think so, I'll put a brick in your mouth
Can't nobody flex on a nutty clown
I got boys down river straight hick town
Well, ya know I'm coming straight from the trailor park
That's me out front working on the Skylark
I'm waiting on a check, I don't cut the grass
And my woman's got babies falling all out her ass
I'll be running with the carnival until I'm eighty
And tonight I'm going out with the fat lady
I strip the bitch down to the nitty gritty
But I ain't saying shit about a wooden titty
 
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"24"

"24"


(die bitch, fuckin die!)
ALL NIGHT
Find me robbin your jewels
Settin fires
Damaging, and breakin into schools
IN THE DARKNESS
Its much easier to be heartless
Break the window out the Lincoln
And screwdriver start this
Muggin people
Droppin on 'em from street lights
Stab 'em with garden tools,
Or beat 'em with pipes
So dont come out
Stay inside cozy and tucked
And if im breakin in
Ay old lady's gettin..
Fook'd!
ALL DAY
Car jacks get outta the van
As soon as they step out
I pop 'em anyway "BLAMMM!"
I rob liquor stores with a lil 22 hold
I know its nothing but its something
When its butin at your nose
SUNNY DAYS
I hit up the beach with cleats on
And stomp the bitches in they ass
Tryina tan in they thongs
ALL DAY
See me fuckin hookers at truck stops
And then i kill 'em
Cause thats where my buck stops
ALL NIGHT
Im wicked and i got the power
Bloodsheds on the wall during the witching hour
IN THE DARKNESS
See me ride by an impala
Draggin some fuck ass by his foot and hear him holla
IN THE NIGHT TIME
I take whats rightfully mine
I run through emergency rooms and sever life lines
Fuck the limelight i'm the one i need to impress
With a doiuble dip swinging ax chop to your chest
ALL DAY
Im sellin coke laced joints to little kids
I'm a clown in a milk truck handlin biz
IN THE SUNSHINE
I been known to take shots at the po
Im in the bushes with the camouflage on and rifle scope
ALL DAY
I wicked
I keep it horrifying
Ax murdered some kid and his dad kite flying
I knock the fuckin mail man out on the grass
And burned holes in his face
With the magnifying glass
ALL NIGHT
I fly like a vampire bat
And murder people telling stories where the campe fires at
BLAME IT ON THE MOONLIGHT OR BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE
I shot the mother fuckin sheriff and his deputy rookie
WHEN ITS DARK OUT
I hit the streets in the shadows and grab yos, and
BOOGIE THE WOOGIE
And stab ho's
Dont even give me a pound when you see this clown
You gettin cut the fuck up
And chopped the fuck down
ALL DAY
Catch me picnicking with the bitches in the park
Right before i icepick 'em in the heart 24/7
If it aint us its somebody gettin bloody
Wicked clowns aint the only ones nutty buddy
CATCH ME, TOUNGE KISSIN
A severed head
Catch me burying another bitch dead
Behind a shed
It doesn't matter
Night or day
All around the clock
VILOENT J AND SHAGGY
CHOP, CHOP, CHOP, CHOP!
YA GONNA DIE
 
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"3 Rings"

"3 Rings"


[ring]
"Hello?"
"You have a collect call from 'woohoo!'
Please answer the following question "yes", or "no",
Will you pay for the call?"
"Is this on?"
"Gather round my wealthy friends
And endure the horrifying sights
Only your worst nightmares can produce
Actual human beings of a deformed nature
Come at once
And come and indulge yourself
In our own twisted amusement of
Another's misfortune
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
Enter our three ring show of freaks"
[Violent J]
Ring one, a dung a dung dung
My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue
To the desk in school then I run down the hall
Scaring the shit out of all y'all bitches
Which is why you don't invite mine to your parties
Just 'cause I don't look like everybody
I guess they're bunch of rich boys, bitch boys
Scary, bula!
And what's the big deal about my neck
Just because now and then I like to let it stretch
Up a couple feet to get a better sight
Is that any reason to scream and run in fright
No, so, now how ya gonna act?
So what if I got another arm growing out of my back
I guess I'm just another freak show thing
And now they got me in the three ri-ii-ii-ing
[Chorus (2x):]
Three ring a ding a ding ding
People love to point and stare
Three ring a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Ring two, how do you do?
I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch, who?
You don't try to front ho
Try to play me out just 'cause I'm running with the sideshow
So maybe it's the leg growing out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead
Black n blue, his next roll and drop me on my head
Oh shit, I knew I had to fuck up my circuits
'cause when I was two my momma left me at the circus
Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows
Like bad boys, hermaphrodites and old man crow
But then I escaped to the ghetto zone
Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone
So don't be sticking your finger in my face stank
Or your stomach might receive a shank from the 3 ring freak
[Chorus (2x)]
"I certainly hope your enjoy yourselves
Here at our three ring exhibit
But to be honest I really don't see
What's so fucking funny about it
These fucking people are real!"
[Violent J]
Ring three, the ICP
Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me
That's how you get fucked up
We'll squeeze your windpipe shut
Yo, I'm a nerd word, I drink "Thunderbird"
Have Snake woman kick my love to the curb
She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked
Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, uh
Fuck that, bitch, suck that
I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac
Just two balls hanging with no protection so
I move real careful and slow
You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak
Call me Don Knotts 'cause I'm getting on it every week, uh
So come see the carnival and threw me your change, bitch
I chill with the three rings
[Chorus(2x)]
"Well, that's it
I hope you're satisfied
I hope you had a good time
You fucking heartless bastards
You saw what you wanted
So grab your fucking kids
And that fat flop of shit wife of yours
And get the fuck out of our circus tent
You cold-hearted sons of bitches
You think they look fucked up
Just wait till I kick your
Fucking lips in a couple times
You'll be sitting up here like a bitch
And we'll laughing at your folded ass
They'll call you lumpy
After I done put knots
All over your fucking forehead
Yeah, hey, hey little boy, come here
How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot
You fucking little bitch
Come here, I'll shove that
Fucking corn dog up your ass
Get the fuck out of here
Show's fucking over
Get the fuck out of here
You fucking heartless bastards"
 
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"3:24"

"3:24"


Speak of our demise, you speak the tongue of the devil
Every obstacle we cross we advance another level
Our towers ascend much higher than the skyline
So if you want beef I got yours, why don't you try mine?
Friends becomes enemies because time surprises you
Those who once idolize suddenly despisin you
Later when asked who his influences were, suddenly he forgets and his brains become a blurr
You get shit on for all that you did and all the love, all the time you spent tryin to vouch he ain't a scrub
Keep your chronuts cause imma show grown nuts when the times right
For now enjoy the limelight, we hittin from your blindside
We don't want no inbetweeners on our team either
See you walk home or get in the car packin the heat or that's a ryder the definition of a gunfight
Try to pull one on me ill take your army out in one night
Your gonna smash into a tree
Crash right on the corner
Horn blowin everybody dead early in the morning
Cause we shoot back and like you got a fruit pack center
All your blood comes squirtin out when all the bullets enter
We some old time gangstas from the Southwest side
Since I was 14 dreamt about commiting homicide but I never knew till now bang! bang! get down
Never thought I could really do it now I see how
Everybody fuckin pluckin from our tree
It's time we guard the yard that's why I'm tellin y'all we reekin havoc next joker card
I'm sick a talkin bout love when don't nobody show us none
Except for Juggalo Ninjas (and tear the back from they were sleeping giants[?])
And when we ring the bells of war
You best believe it, it's gonna be some hell to score
Record sales I give a fuck whether we sell anymore
I'm more concerned about revenge and mobbin in through your door
Bitches out promotin our shows if I see that van again I swear to God ill get to panickin and brandishing a ten
I ain't no chopper unless you talking about decapitation all you faggots eating off us causing more than aggravation
Fuck your flyers pack your fuckin shit up and beat it
If I catch you on our scene ill take a brick and make ya eat it
I gotta love for everybody that was ever on the hatchet and it's gonna stay the same until we buried in a casket
I ride with Myzery from the Bronx back to the murder mitten[?] all the way out to LA and back and never bullshittin when it's time to get forbidden whatever we commitin from a distance or a personal like a throat slittin
Plus my homies from the Southwest side all down to ride unleash a maul to the battleground whenever we decide dirty groundhog out here all livin in our garden it's time we fuckin harden hit you with the beg your pardon of a moose
Gonna Joe Bruce gun to make your juice run all over the walls behind you to remind you this is our turf and all that its worth is our takin it's time you fuckin fat piggys got blown into bacon
Violent J and Shaggy who they want with the painted faces quit rippin us off always dreamin of tradin places but you'll never have what we got we too far up the mountain so stay the fuck in home like a pussy and keep poutin
Jumpsteady my brother has been the keeper of the peace but even he says that it's time our fuckin dogs are released
So let us pull the fuckin guns out and see who fuckin runs out and see who stays on our side ready to ride it's time that we quit lettin all the bullshit slide where the fuck is our pride raise from the dead if it died
I moved my family to safe ground cause hell about to rain I can't front it feels good to go insane and bring the pain and shake the fuckin ground up my trigger fingers curled up piss on em and don't miss puk puk puk
We hurt their feelings when we squirt their blood on the ceiling wicked clowns with an axe to your neck what's more appealing?!
Check it out babe the House Of Wax
Um no no
Are you serious?!
Honey I'm scared!
Come on man!
Well if your not gonna support me then I'm going home!
Bye!
Fuck you!
What's this? Zen Of Love?
Wonder if he could tell me about my fucked up relationship
 
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"85 Bucks An Hour"
(feat. Twiztid)

"85 Bucks An Hour"
(feat. Twiztid)



[Violent J]
Chillin at the Studio
Chillin at the Studio 85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, come on!
I'm Violent J,
but my homies call me shithead
But that's my homies
To you I'm Violent J bitch
I put my boys on a track even though they suck
"Yo dawg I'm Dave I don't give a fuck."
I did a record deal
I signed a contract
Technically for Island I can only rap
But fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma still spit
Even though I got a cold and I sound like shit
What the fuck was that?! (Coughs)
Fuck it, leave it in that shit was phat
You heard this beat 80 times and I'ma still freak it
And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme
Look at that ...
I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat
My shit went gold
I got fat knots
And your still flyering parking lots
You might say my vocals are up too loud
So I'mma turn em up louder and I'll piss you off.
Psychopathic Records are geniuses
Get off our penises
Here comes the chorus, but I got no hook
Instead I'll just fuck with the phonebook
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Yeah uh Harry Sacks please?
Who is this?
Uh Harry hey this is Slim Anus down at the cannery uh,
Dick Shooter left a bulletin, something about uh
Tou filling in his slot tonight down at the uh garage
We got a casement of fudge, we need as many packers
that we can get uh, uh Sacks
Hello?
[Jamie Madrox]
My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls
I'm always urinating in the motel halls
I got a big head that never fits a hat
So you ain't seen me wearin a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich I got a hooptie
With a smash in the fender
And in the back too
I got a broken taillight and I'll smash you, bitch
Get outta my way, we got clown luv
Phat props to the lyrical Tom Dub.
[Monoxide Child]
It's the M, O, N, O, and I can't even spell the rest
It takes too long and I need a fuckin cigarette
I can't hear
My right ear's mad wack
So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass kicking
I slap hoes and call them bitches to their face
And scream "Now fuck off bitch, Twiztid in the place!"
So back up, recognize and check nuts
Cause simply my dear, I don't give a fuck!
[Phone rings]
Psychopathic
Yo this Mo Styles in dis peace, what's up son?
Hello?
Yeah, what's up son
I'm lookin' for this deal you know what I'm sayin
I got raps to bust for y'all
Y'all ready for Mo Styles?
I'm about to kick this flow
You ready for this shit or what?
Who is this?
Word life son
I'm Mo Styles
I'm straight from the hood
I got all my peoples on 1-800-increase-y'all
We coming hard
(Bring it, bring it, bring it)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
My name's 2 Dope
And sometimes Shaggy
Sometimes Shaggs
And some times Gweedy
I get mad stupid
I gets mad ill
Locked down on all 5, fuck it
I do this still
Stretch my nuts back like a sling shot
I plant em in your mouth
Shake my hips like Elvis
Wiggling my pelvis
Last kid that stepped
I applied the camel clutch
And stretched his back like a muthafuckin bungie jump
What!
(Uh, uh, uh)
[Violent J]
I'm Violent J back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor
I kick free styles for miles
My gold comes in piles
I worked on Belle Isle
I picked up deer shit and now I spit raps
I snap your neck
Cause my free styles are fresh.
[Laughs]
 
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"Ain't No Future In Your Frontin"
(originally by MC Breed & DFC)

"Ain't No Future In Your Frontin"
(originally by MC Breed & DFC)



To the beat, yall!
Yes! This'll always sound good to me
Rest in peace, MC Breed
This sound hard and juggalos gonna jam to
Get the record a second 'cause I plan to
Hit the people like a scene of a amezement
While they slip my graffiti on a pavement
Grumble like I never do
Shotgun pointed dead at you
What are you gonna do?
You listen to the knowledge of a sunset
You wanna get high? We gonna touch the sky
Throw a "Wicked Clown" up, we proclaim the name
We don't show no shame, 'cause we across the lane
I'm like a rhino runnin' through the roughest path
They figure I'm a trigger-happy killer, so they step back
Freeze!
Because we's the coldest
Who lasts the longest and who's the boldest?
And in the game it's plain to see
You listen to the sounds of Breed
THROUGH THE I.C.P.
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
It ain't no future in yo frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
I never got caught with a kilo
And if you ever do, yo, you never be with me, yo
Always getting head 'cause I love the way it feeYol
Leave the crowd bald 'cause it's the place that I be, yo
Never have to worry 'bout my crew getting jumped
And if we ever do, Legs Diamond pop the trunk
We don't go for playin', unless you playin' with my balls
When I'm on the mic I ain't for playin', not at all
Cause I fuck 10 hoes a week boomin' at my peak
20 years on stage, but I still get geeked
I can give you a job, a place to eat hearty
And we all gettin' rowdy in a Hatchet Man -party
Takin' over, barkin' like a dog named Rover (woof!)
Big bad-guy from a four-leaf clovers
Hit yo bottom like a venomous cobra
Sharpen my axe up and then I'm coming over
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
It ain't no future in yo frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
Joe B, R to the U-C-E and
Down with my homie M-E-C and Joey and
Suckers causin' static, cause we still be disagreein'
I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm from D-E-T-R-Oit
A city where pity runs low
If you ever shoot through my city, now you know
Cause we are strictly business and we also got our pride
And if you don't like it, I suggest you break wide
Juggalotus got hellfire, can't deny it
Fuck the fake-weed, if it's legal, I don't buy it
I ain't got time to fuck with these hoes
Blow my fucking dingaling until my dick explodes
That's the way I am, every ninja be different
When we order Faygo 3 semis for a shipment
If I was the president, then I would state facts
And rule to fucking world with a solid-gold axe
It ain't no future in your frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
It ain't no future in yo frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
Stick my damn foot angle deep in yo colon
When I go insane, no it ain't, no controllin'
Put my name Shaggy on everything I own
I once stole a jeep, put a gat up to his dome
Shine it up good, kickin' through the neighborhood
Carnival of Carnage creepin' out the Kenwood
Quick to grip around it, and then I'll have it chopped
Won't pass mad cops but I never got stopped
Ain't no future in your frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
It ain't no future in yo frontin'
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
Bring that shit, bring it
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
I said fuck all the rules of the world
Live my life raw, cause I never liked the law
In my black truck I pass Bentleys
Had my old crew turned to crack-headed fiends
I put in mad work, but I never break a sweat
Time to move out, my posse sayin' (bet)
You got my back, and I got yours
What time is it? Hm, tear down the doors
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
There ain't no future in your frontin'
Never was, cuz
Yo, Mark, drop that, drop that
To the beat, yall!
To the beat, yall!
To the beat, yall!
You don't stop
 
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"Ain't Yo Bidness"

"Ain't Yo Bidness"


[Intro:] Rude boy sittin pancaked on 23's
Clown Love to chicago juggalos
we underground like Blaze
my dead homie
and yours
we dead
we dead, no wait a minute... we don't die!
we don't die
we dead
[Violent J:]
Maybe i like bloody, murder music, you know shit like " stab your fuckin eye"
Maybe i like eatin shit like Tylenol PM's cuz 5 or 6 will get you high
Maybe i like punchin people i don't even know, i knock em flat up fuckin out (PAH)
Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply reads " i had to let some anger out" (sorry)
Maybe i only hang with weirdos, and hoodlums, and junkies, i keep em be my side (what up)
Maybe mam doesnt understand a friend is hard to come by, so i'll keep what i can find (My Boys)
Maybe i got 2 felonies, tattoos on my neck and i always paint my face
Can i still data your daugter? i mean i think i outta, i like the way she taste
[Chorus:]
AINT YO BIDNESS
how i act!
AINT YO BIDNESS
dont get slapped!
AINT YO CONCERN
WHAT WE DO
LESS YOU WANT YO
face slapped too!
[Violent J:]
Maybe i dont even like you, but i gotta front cuz your a record label guy (mother fucker)
What if i dragged you by the hair, into the street, and beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! Bitch!)
Maybe i would rather fuck a Missy Elliot before a Tony... "Braxton"
Maybe i would rather fuck a Mecy Grey before a Janet... "Jackson"
Maybe i dont have no self esteem so i like to pick on everbody else
Maybe when i was a boy, underneath my shirt i had bruises and welts "Oh" (its ok)
Maybe i was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe i'm lying, i'm just trying to find an excuse to be a dick, I'm a dick - dick
Maybe i'm upset that you left me, i'll ahng myself right above your bed " you should try suicide"
From the ceiling fan, so i'll be swingin when you walk i, i might kick you in the head (Stook!)
Maybe i got seven therapists, i been committed, but manager he got me free (Double A yall)
18 Pills a day, i get so dizzy and high, sometimes i can't even see, (I gotta sit down)
[Chorus:]
AINT YO BIDNESS
how i act!
AINT YO BIDNESS
dont get slapped!
AINT YO CONCERN
WHAT WE DO
LESS YOU WANT YO
face slapped too!
 
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