Insane Clown Posse

Welcome to the Dark Carnival.
The tunnel of love.
Allow your emotions to run wild.
Allow your passion to soar freely.
Welcome to the Tunnel of love.


(Play backwards and more messages can be heard)

(Chorus 2x)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha)

(Violent J)
Come one, come all, and witness magic!
I introduce to you, an occult sorcerer
Of the ancient craft of Necromancy
A caster of mind-bending illusions
From the nether void of the shadow walkers
Excelled from Shangri-La,
The Great Milenko

(Chorus 2x)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha)

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Ladies and Gentlemen
Witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo magic
A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses
With the help of potions, talismans, and ancient relics
From the forbidden realms of the Dark Carnival
Ladies and Gentlemen
The Great Milenko

(Chorus repeat until song ends)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha)
Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha)

"Serial slaughtering stranglers
Jugging Juggling juggalos
Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks
I C fuckin P's in the house"

Abracadabra boom shacka dae
I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae
And I come with a hat full of tricks
Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks
Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to
The Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown love
Even sets I've never heard of
Roll into town, and out with the big top
Four cards down, and two more still to drop
And when it does, I pack up and hit the road
Cuz I don't wanna see your head EXPLODE
Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken
Add a buck, you get a two-liter with 'em
And when the genie says on with the show
It's hokus pokus jokers, Great Milenko.

Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Southwest slithering snakes of darkness come
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

Shazam BAM, shocka locka lokey
Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis
Call me a psycho-skitso freak
And I'll call you by your name (dick-anus)
Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck
I bounce down Verner in a popcorn clown truck
I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard.
I grab your gizzard
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin
Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go
Try to land in a glass of Faygo
Uh, you suck, you missed the fuckin glass
Broken neck, and busted your fuckin ass
But the genie says on with the show
Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko.

What awaits you after death, rub the lamp and explore
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Enter Milenko's Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Fuck em all, fuck em all
Clown dawg, freak dawg
Joker dawg, Milenko dawg"

Fidgets of joker's cards blasting in your mother's face
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

Rude Boy and Chucky down wit the clown
First time we ever went to Mexican Town
I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot
And beat us down in the fuckin parking lot

Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack
Tagged ICP by the train tracks
And it was on, the dawn of a new day
Magical carpets screaming down the freeway

Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp
And walked out with a magical lamp, yeah
I met Milenko, he gave me 3 wishes
That night, I fucked 3 fat bitches

Then get the fuck with it, forget it
I'll rip your face off, and wipe my ass with it
When the genie says on with the show
Hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko

Climb aboard our magic train and join us inside
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Fifty-two villians, hammered town, the show must go on
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Giant ladies, bearded ladies, midget ladies, ladies!
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Clowns of darkness and underneath them comes the cloud
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride

"Fuck that!"

COME AND GET IT! Woo! We got some fresh vittles for your fat chicken-ass
to snack on, bitch!
So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mothafucka!

The first little piggy, his house is made of wood,
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine,
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine!
I rode into town with my ax in my holster,
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out,
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out!
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place,
He opened up his door, and popped me in the face.
It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half,
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!)
Forty in hand, I rose from the dead,
And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head.
Since we out west, I had a little fun,
And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium!

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick,
And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick.
He sits on his bench and gets all the respect,
But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck.
He walked in the room, and everybody rose,
Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes.
First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit,
But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet!
Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck?
I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up.
Old-ass man, I let him get away,
That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway.
Here come the piggy, it's time for my case,
His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face.
He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime,
So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines!

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a knife, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!(x2)

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold,
He lives in a mansion on his own private road,
I started walking down it, the guardy he told me wait,
I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate!
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry,
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky.
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil,
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals,
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
A richie is the devil, he never really made it,
So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed,
I grabbed a brick of gold laid it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late,
It took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need

(chors)

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie.
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die.
I might use a gun, (No!)
I might use an ax, (yes!)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks! (X3)

(chorus:)

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?
(end chorus)
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How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass,
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife.
Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about,
Why don't you wait till he sleeps, then take him out?
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour.
Must be an accident, I hope nobody died,
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side!
The gawkers roll by and creep slow,
Hopin' they can see a mangled body show.
Some park, and stand there and watch it all,
With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare! (and just look!)
I remember one time I was pulled over,
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over.
People watching, hoping that he shoots me,
I just wanted to choke their fucking heads!
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How many times will I wait in a line,
It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine.
I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute,
Why am I here? To pay a fucking parking ticket.
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch,
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit,
I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it,
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket!
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack,
And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack,
Give him money, again, he's coming back,
Walk away, and here's another, "Gimmie crack."
How many time will a kid give a dirty look,
A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook,
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores,
When you were just a nut stain in your mama'a drawers.
(chorus w/vocal ad lib)
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How many times will you steal my car stereo,
It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat,
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt-cheek.
How many times did I walk in, and just sit,
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit,
Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait,
Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the counter,
And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder,
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip!
How many times will a judge decide my fate,
Who is he? A bitch! Nothin' great.
He takes shits, and fuck his old floppy wife,
Plays with his balls and judges my life! (And who the fuck is he? He
judges my life!)
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"Dawg, I peels caps all day long, mutha fucka. The call me the big wheeler
cap peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka. The whole
block, dawg. They call me the king. The big king. King killer big wheeler
cap peeler, yeah. That's what they call me around this mutha fucka. I run
this bitch. I got this bitch locked down. I'm a big gang
banga, man. I'm a gang banga mutha fucka. See, they ain't think that we was
gang bangin' out in this neighborhood, but they don't know about me and my
clique, dawg. And if you all wanna be down, shit, we can sit down and talk,
ya know what I'm sayin-"
"BOBBY!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK!"
"Uh, here I come! Aw dawg, I gotta go, man. But look, meet me here tomorrow
after school. Oh wait, I got yearbook. Awright, meet me here around
five-thirty tomorrow, dawg. Awright guys, peace."
"I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude."
"Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers."

Voodoo, runnin' from my magic

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Met this kid named Louie Lou
He thought he could fuck with this voodoo
So I turned his head into a lima bean
And then flicked it off his shoulders

From Mookan House to Shangri-La
Egyptian Pharaoh, coompata
Follow me, and join us as we pray
To the seventeen moons of Coonga Del Ray

Walked in the lunchroom chantin' spells
With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells
Got my own food, who wants some?
I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue

A non-believer once started to laugh
So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass
Then everybody heard him squeal
"This voodoo shit's for real!"
It just takes...

A head from a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Crypt on Verner on a windy night
You see voodoo scribblings in the moonlight
Painted all on the city street
It's the ancient craft of gang bangin
Hey! J! What's in the bag?

A shrunken head, and shriveled scrotum sac
Why? Ya think voodoo's fake?
Come to the graveyard, I'll make the dead wake

"Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba.
Sleep no longer, raise, quick
Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba,
Leave us alone, you fuckin' punk bitch!"

Well, fuck it, I ain't that good yet
But one day you can bet I'm a freak
We'll make the whole world dance with the dead
And just like my homey said
It only takes...

A head from a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Voodoo running from my magic
Voodoo running from my magic
Voodoo running from my magic
I'll make a voodoo doll out of ya and flick your nuts

A head from a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty bitty little driiiipppppppp...

A head from a newt, a wing from a bat
A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat
A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow
And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo!!!!

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Brain insane, suga wooga pie
Southwest voodoo's in the haugh!
Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer
Magic, dark magic

Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours
And see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real
But you had to fuck up tha whole deal
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"

And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair
With straps and chains, we slap you in there
Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And pull your eyelids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't what it seems

You walk in and see two kids on the floor
They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chillin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya look, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she looks so happy you don't understand
See this is an illusion, it never came true
All because of you!

Back to reality and what you're about
Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
But it's all good here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painful and slow
At tha hands of MILENKO!

Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into

Look who's next it's Mr. Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer park
You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat off

"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day"

And when you get to the end you'll find a chair
You see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here
We get all different kind of people comin through
Richies, chickens and bitches just like you
In the Halls everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your illusion before you burn

What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It looks like your kids and they okay
Your daughter's chillin up in college top grade
And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid
They got families and kids and it's all good
They even coach little league in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost?
Nah, bitch, not even close!

Back to reality your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and leave em home
And even whip em with the cord on the telephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call
Watch your step to Hell...it's a long fall!

Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into

Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, okay, dig it
We can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed
But I'll still cut ya neck out, hows that?

Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into

I'm still here under the moon (2x)

I was just a child but you seemed like so much more
The way you would approach me and drift across the floor
I'd see you in the hall, and you'd kiss me with a smile
I never understood it, was I even worth your while?
The others kids at school, they would hate me and they'd spit
Cuz I was just a no one, to them I wasn't shit
But you would always hold me and stand there by my side
We were only seventeen; we'd be together till we died
But then it all happened on the ever dreadful day
Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay
You pointed him out to me, my thoughts began to race
I took my daddy's forty-five and shot him in the fucking face!!!
I did it all for you, and though I'm facing years
I would do the time just to equal all your tears
The last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom
Is that we'd always be together, cuz we're both under the moon

(CHORUS)
I'll forever love you, even in your doom
We'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon
I'll forever love you, even in your doom
We'll always be together

I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone
I've justified your pain, but now I sit alone
I write another letter, I write one every day
I never got a letter back, I write em anyway
I try to call collect, your number has been changed
I'm staring at the light bulb and I start to feel deranged
You never came to visit me, I sit facing the glass
No one's on the other side,
now it's in the past
My head is always spinning,
I'm pounding on the wall
I feel like I'm forgotten, no sign of you at all
You're probably getting married, you're probably getting fucked
I'll break out of this cage and try to cut that motherfucker up
I curl up in the corner, my body will corrode
My teeth are turning into dust, skin is growing mold
I'm staring out the window of my eternal doom
I know that you are out there, somewhere underneath the moon

[Chorus (1x)]

Many, many years, many more to go
Does she still remember?
God, he only knows
I've now become a savage,
They chain me to a wall
I still can see no body,
I still can hear no call
I'm nothing but a maggot,
I'm locked away and lost
The world it doesn't want me, my dignity is tossed
And to the girl for whom I feel this doom
Look here, fuck you and the moon

Hey! Fuck you and the moon (5x)

[Chorus (8x)]

I'm still here under the moon
I'm still here under the moon (still under the moon)

What is a Juggalo? Let me think for second,
well, oh. He gets butt naked,
and then he walks through the streets winking at freaks,
with a two liter stuck in his butt cheeks!
What is a Juggalo? He just don't care,
he might try to put a weave in his nut hair.
Cuz he could give a fuck less what a bitch thinks,
he'd tell her that her butt stinks, and all that!
What is a Juggalo? He drinks like a fish,
then he starts huggin people like a drunk bitch,
next thing he's pickin fights with his best friends,
then he starts with the huggin again, fuck!
What is a Juggalo? A fuckin' lunatic, somebody with a rope tied to his dick,
then he jumps out a ten story window.......................ohhh!!!!!!
chorus:
What is a Juggalo? A juggalo, that's what it is well fucked if I know
What is a Juggalo? I don't know,
but I'm down with the clown and I'm down for life yo.
What is a Juggalo? A juggalo,
that's what it is well fucked if I know
What is a Juggalo? I don't know,
but I'm down with the clown and I'm down for life yo.

I'm a Jugalugalugalo!
Get the fuck up, get the fuck outta here!!

What is a Juggalo? A dead body, well he ain't really dead
but he ain't like anybody that you've ever met before,
He'll eat Monopoly and shit out Connect Four
What is a Jug...what the fuck? Conne... man that shit is wack...
don't worry 'bout my shit just rap motherfucker!
What is a Juggalo? He ain't a bitch boy,
he'll walk through the hills and beat down a rich boy
walks right in ya house while ya having supper,
and dip his nuts in ya soup, bloop!
What is a Juggalo? Well he ain't a phoney,
he'll walk up and bust a nut in ya macaronis,
and watch you sit there and finish off the last bit,
cuz your a stupid ass dumb fuckin idiot!
What is a Juggalo? He's a graduate, he graduated from............well,
at least he got a job, he's not a dumb putz
He works for himself scratchin his nuts, ha.
What is a Juggalo? A Hulk-o-maniac,
he power-bombs motherfuckers into thumb-tacks
People like him til they find out he's unstable.
He Sabued your ma through a coffee table!!

Chorus to fade

"Hey there, do you like excitement?" (yeah)
"Do you like suspense?" (uh huh)

"Do you like Nel Carter?" (no)
"Good cuz you won't find her here, this is the house of horrors
And for you it's absolutely free, step right in" (thanks)
"Say no more stupid ass, your breath says enough"
Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the House of Horrors
Were you born in a barn, shut the fuckin door
And sit down cuz I'm about to scare you
Blubablubabluba, okay now I dare you
Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten
Don't wanna, huh, cuz you know my nuts are going in
I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off, and stick in your butt
(gasp) and glue it shut
This is when I get crazy, lemme show you something
Brrrr! You know what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha
But it scared you cuz people don't be doing that shit
But me brrr! bitch brrr! I'm all about it (brrrr!!!)
Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, the silly rabbit, UH!
Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm glowing
Alright, I'm done, turn em back, wait, where you going?
Welcome to the house of horrors

Comes from within me (in me, in me)
Comes from within me, horrors, eh

"Honey, I'm not having a good time"
"I know. Come on, this must be the way out."

Hey, what the fuck, come here guys, grab a chair
Don't mind me drinkin' my beer in my underwear
Come on, let's play some cardback, I just got Atari
"Hey keep it down in there Shaggs, what the hell?" sorry
Look at that shit, "what?", you almost got me grounded
I'm a have to take your forehead and pound it
I'll bend you over and tie you up to a pole
And stretch your nuts back and flick em up your butthole
I'm a phantom, listen to me, ahhhhh
That didn't do it? How about this? AHHHH!!!!
I'm so scary, they call me Joey Terrifying
Did you know that?, "yeah", no you didn't I was lying

"I represent E-corps
I'm yelling in town
I'm coming out of southwest
WICKED CLOWNS!!!"

Bathroom? sure, it's right there down the hall
Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all
(mumbles) I'm possessed too
Wait a minute, eh, don't leave me yet, hey!
Welcome to the House of Horrors

Comes from within me (in me, in me)
Comes from within me, horrors, me
Comes from within me (in me, in me)
Comes from within me, horrors, me

"Honey?"
"What?"
"I'm scared"
"I know, sweety, come on"

Run, hide, run, hide, Hahahahahahahahahaha
run, hide, run, hide, ha ha ha haaaa haha haha ha
run, hide, run, hide, hoo hoo hoo hooo ha ha ha haha
run, hide, run, hide, hahahahahahahahahaha

Jump Steady, Nate the Mack, lemme tell you something
With Billy Bill and Rude Boy, what about em, nothing
They're my boys, I just had to give em props
And together we form the cyclops
Hahahahaha look at you, haha, you're a bitch
Should I let your ass go? hahahaha, no
I'll let your bitch out, but you get the bone
Run along sugar tits, he ain't coming home

"Don't let the door hit you where the good lord split you, bitch"

The beast lives out of the raging storm in the dead of night
The ravenous, blood-sick creature searches for it's sacrifice
Through the hideous darkness, it lurches, driven by death itself
Only the satisfaction of slaughter will
cause it to return to the darkness from which it came...

Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu

(hiiiiiiiiiii)Boys and girls, it's nighty night time
Happy J the Clown has a nursery rhyme
It's about, The Boogie Woogie Man
Keep your light on as long as you can
Cuz when it cuts off, so does your head
Boogie Woogie Woogie waits under your bed
With a shank, shpah!, up through the bottom
Little Jimmy Jimmy
Got 'em!

It's the one and only Boogie Man
He creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides
If your little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed
You're runnin on stubs motherfucker!!!
Wellllllll, moonlight fills the room that u sleep in
Things go bump in the night, me creeping
Ouch! Fuck! I stubbed my toe
If you'd just quit leaving your shit all over the fuckin floor
Fuck it, you're dead anyway
And I'm gonna leave your head smack dead in the hallway
In the morning, when your daddy walks out (AAAAHHH!!!)
His foots in your mouth, thanks to the Boogie Man

Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (here comes the boogie man)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!)

Does the Boogie Man really exist?
Welllll, is your mother a bald-headed freak bitch? yes!
You fall asleep and wake up dead
With a broken broom stickin out yo forehead
I sing lullabies until you dose off
Tie you down and chew your fuckin toes off
And then spit 'em out back in your face
Fuck, wash your feet bitch!

The world famous Boogie Woogie Wu will come to you
Slumber parties, sleepovers, intimate nights
Watever the occasion for the midnight hour
He will gladly come and fuck that shit up

I don't beat women, fuck that, I'm above it (no no)
But I'll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it
You didn't know the Boogie Man was a clown
But when you see the juggla your holding your jugular"
With a swing, chop, stab, swing, chop
You're holding your neck together, but your nuts drop
And the cops do the best they can
They pull the ax out your face and say "Was it the Boogie Man?"

Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (what was he wearing?)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!)

Please don't let me fall asleep
Cuz the Boogie Man will creep
Through my window in my room
Stab me with a broken broom!
Please don't let me fall sleep
Cuz the Boogie Man will creep
Through my window in my room
Stab- ... BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!

It's the incredible, undeadable Boogie Man
Go ahead, pull the covers over your head
Hide under them, he don't give a fuck
It'll just make it that much more easier
For him to suffocate your face!

There's three ways to stop me from doing what I do
Wat? you think I'm a tell you
"Mom, can you leave the door open a bit?"
Thanks, an easy way in, you fucking idiot
Now I stretch your neck out and play it like a banjo
Boomchicka boomchicka like that shit, yo
Then I stretch it out more and fling ur head through the wall
It's the Boogie Man y'all

Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (here comes the boogie man)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man)
Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!)

(Host Intro)
Let's meet contestant #1
He's a schitzophrenic serial killer clown,
Who says women love his sexy smile.
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon.
Sharon, what's your question?

(Sharon)
Contestant #1, I believe first impressions last forever,
so let's say you were to come over to my parents' house
and have dinner with me and my family.
Tell me what you'd do to make that first impression really stay.

Let's see, hmm, well I'd have to think about it.
I might show up in a tux, ha! But I doubt it.
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do,
and look your mama in the eye and tell her fuck you!
Hurry up bitch I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti,
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her get the food ready!
Your dad would probably start trippin', and get me pissed.
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin lips!
It's dinner time, while hearin' grace from your mother.
I pull a 40 out and pour some for your little brother.
I'm steady, staring at your sister, I'll tell you this,
you know for only 13 she got some big tits!
After that, your dad would try to jump again,
and only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin!
After your mom does the dishes and the silverwear,
I'd dry fuck her 'till I nut in my underwear!!!!

(Host)
Now let's meet contestant #2,
He's a psychopathic derranged crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival.
He says women call him stretch nuts.
Sharon, let's hear your question.

(Sharon)
I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions.
A man who expresses himself in his own special way.
#2, if you fell in love with me, exactly how would you let me know?

First thing, I could never love you.
You sound like a richy bitch, yo fuck you!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care,
by takin all these other mutha fuckers outta here!
I'd go through your phonebook and whack 'em all,
and find contestant #1 and break his fuckin jaw! (what)
Anyone who looked at ya, would have to pay
I'd be blowin' fuckin' nuggets off all day!
I'd Grab your titties, and stretch em down past your waist,
let em go, and watch 'em both spring up in your face.
I'd sing love songs to ya, the best I can,
get ya naked and hit it like a CAVEMAN!
Then we'd go to the beach and walk through the sand.
I'd throw a little in your face and say I'm just playin'.
As you spit it all out, I'll rub your back, and
grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!!!

(Host)
Well it sounds like contestant #2
is just overflowing with sensitivity Sharon,
It's a tough choice so far,
Sharon, let's have your last question
And see which one is gonna win the rights to your neden.

(Sharon)
Ok, if we were at a dance club,
And you both noticed me at the same time,
Tell me, how would you each get my attention,
and what would your pick up lines be?
Whoever's the smoothest wins!

Ok, first, I'd slide up to the bar,
and tell you that I can't believe how fuckin' fat you are!
I'd tell ya that I like the way you make your titties shake,
And if you lost a little weight you'd look like Ricki Lake.

Fuck,that! You'd be jackin' me quick!
I'd order you a drink, and stir it with my dick,
and then to get your attention in a crowded place,
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face!

Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo that'll get her!

Tell her that she's fat, yeah, that'll work even better!

Look, fuck you, I gotta strong rap shit
You don't want contestant #2 he's mad whack.
I walked into a barn, and there he was,
standing on a bucket (eeeuuugghhh) tryin' ta fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly ass farm llama.

Damn, dogg!

How you gonna diss yo mama?

[preacher] "Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me."
[crowd repeats] "Give God the first portion of your income."
[preacher] "Give it first! Not after the deducts. Not after the social security, and the hospitalization, and the malnutrition. Not after all these things on ya check, ya say 'I'ma give God a little what's left.' You do, and that's what
you gonna get from God."
Who am I? I'm not the Devil,
I can take you to my level,
Above the rocks, above the earth,
Tell me what your soul is worth.
How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquility,
Just send you wealth and checks to me.
Life is going to expire,
And your soul will burn in fire.
You will perish in the thunder,
Unless you call my hotline number.
God has asked you to make me rich,
Me and my fat-rat gaudy bitch.
On your T.V.'s late at night,
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the light.
[preacher] "Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jonathan.
Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people."
[Jonathan] "Hello."
[preacher] "Jonathan has problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine! But we can heal this boy! For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!"
God called me and then stopped by,
And he told me you're gonna die,
Unless you buy my holy water,
(Check, cash, or a money order.)
This is true, don't question me,
I'll even send you shit for free.
It's only ten buck for the call,
And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all.
Put your lips up to the screen,
Close your eyelids, and intervene,
Your lips to mine, now send the cash,
And while you're there, you can kiss my ass.
Take your paycheck, and send me half,
And I'll send you God's autograph.
I'll get you Allah's, and Bhuddah's too,
Even Zeus, I dont give a fuck who,
Just send me that money.
[preacher] "Would you like to be healed, little Jonathan?"
[Jonathan] "Yeah, Reverend."
[preacher] "You see, brothers and sisters, this-"
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
[preacher] "Excuse me. [under breath] I told him never to page me on a sermon day.
Yes? Uh-huh.
Hallelujah.
Outtie.
People, that was the lord, today only, he will heal this boy, for just
five thousand dollars!"
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
Pass the collection plate
(Show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live.)
Your total's twenty-two eleven,
For your set of keys to heaven.
Make the checks out in my name,
Me or God it's all the same.
Bring your crippled ass to me,
Pay my usher the holy fee.
I'll bless your legs, and bless your chair,
Then wheel your bitch-ass outta here.
Now a special ceremony,
This part don't cost any money.
Drip a drop of blessed water,
Now I fertalize your daughter.
Even though I fucked a hooker,
Took your baby girl and shook her,
You still buy everything I sell,
And I'm livin' well
See you in hell.
[preacher] "Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five thousan-Hallelujah!
You did it, brothers and sisters! Are you ready, Jonathan? Lord almighty,
we've met your price, give me the healing power, I can feel it! Lord!
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is healed!"
[Jonathan] "Huh?"
[preacher] "Now, to the naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been healed, but I can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! Inside this tangled, mangled frame is a healed little boy.
His spirit is healed! Hallelujah!"

[one sided phonecall to a restaurant] "Country Cookin', can I take your order?... You want the red-eye gravy with that?... With chitlins or black-eyed peas?... Lemme cypher up your bill, here... That comes to fourteen ninety-five... Okay, be ready quicker that two jiggles of a jackrabbit's ass."

This one goes out to the ninjas
Thats been down since Carnival of Carnage
Nah, fuck that, since Dog Beats
Nah, fuck that, since Basement Cuts, motherfucker

How long will the juggalos be down with me?
How long till they forget me, check it out
What if I grew another fucking head
And his name was Violent Ed
And he head butt me every time I cussed
I would need two microphones when I bust
Would you show me love even with another head
Or would you be like, "Fuck you and Ed"
Or what if I sold out like a bitch
And took the make-up off and went soft, eww
Called myself Detroit Southwest Lover
And put my ugly ass face on the album cover
With R & B top ten hits
And we had Jodeci singing all over our shit (aaahhhh!!!!)
Fuck that, though, yo, I'm a juggalo
So don't forget me like you did with Menudo

What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down)
What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown)

How long will you be down with a ghetto puppet
I say I'm sick in the nugget and you love it
I ate a dead body, I ain't proud of it
I told you all about it, and you all applauded (HEY!!)
I got problems, I'm haunted by a carnival
I could run and tell a doctor, but what for
I just put it on tape with a fat beat
And make a quick buck, I'm like fuck
I could of came out sportin some Hammer pants
Kick-steppin with Shaggs, and tryin to dance
Making mom happy, keeping it soft
I'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off!
I know then you'd probably start to trip
And swing at me, but hit Violent Ed in the lip
Look I don't even know what I'm trying to say
Just don't forget me like you did with Rob Bass

What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down)
What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown)

I'm a be down, I'm a be down
Down with the clown till I'm dead in the ground(12x)

(Violent J)
Jump out of bed and I head for the grapenuts
Eat em quick or they soggy and that sucks
Trying to find a clean pair of socks and a shirt
Still sporting the same drawers even though they hurt
In the fridge, there's a Faygo, it tastes ill
Cause it's flatter then a bitch on a Big Wheel
I got a few moneybacks and a little change
So I'm heading to the store when the phone rings

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
What up man, check it out, I know this bitch
She's got another friend with her and her dad's rich
If we find us a ride out to Wyandotte
Guarenteed, we can fuck em both on the spot

(Violent J)
Oh shit, let me call Bill Bill
I wanna go and let my nuts do the windmill
He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark
Cause I know he can get the fuckin Skylark
He said he can, but he's broke and it needs gas
But I wanna buy this Faygo, think fast
I know my brother, Jumpsteady's, got a few bones
But that's going through his shit when he ain't home

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten
No need to get punched in your head again
Tell Mike to scoop me up right away
And it's Faygo and neden hoes all day

(Violent J)
Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro Wings on my feet
Lock the house, and wait for em in the street
I wish I had a piece of gum or something fuck
My mouth still kinda tastes grapenuts
Here they come, nope, it wasn't them
Seems like the same car's driving by again
It pulls up, "hey man, you're outta luck"
What, what ya say man

Fuck

"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder owner can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go
to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry of being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got shot.. Ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus
And I was hit, that was it, on the spot
Flash, I woke up in a parking lot
And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys
With 'Shaggy Dope' written on the car keys
I look around, I can't believe that it's possible
I'm dead, and I made it to the Carnival
I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of
Everybody and they momma got clown luv
Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese,
Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's (woop woop!)
Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers
Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers
I see my old homie, he died in a drag
Chillin' with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?"
And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk
I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it
And to think, I always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.

[Chorus (2x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no

[Violent J]
I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile
I dealt with it, and lived there for a while
I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down
Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown
Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top
Free money, and mad bitches non-stop
No water, it's Faygo on tap
I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with it
Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid
I got a five story funhouse with a maid
And she walks around with her titties hanging out
And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woop woop!)
I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see
Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E
Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off
We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt
There's no fights, it's a perfect match
Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch
And to think, I've always been afraid to die
But I ain't never goin back to wonder why.

[Chorus (2x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no

"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder owner can concieve any structure to
compare to the mansions above."

[Violent J]
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey
Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way
And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole
That's where the greedy snake motherfuckers go

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
This is our hell now, we livin' in it
But this bullshit'll be over in a minute
Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes
New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woop woop!)

[Violent J]
And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend
He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends
He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad
He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
And for those who ain't down for the next man
Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can
And any chicken talkin' shit, let me tell ya something
Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's coming

[Chorus (2x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no

"Won't that be something when you go to live
in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it,
it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry of being moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."

[Chorus (10x)]
We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no

If your nuts hang
And you bang in a gang
Then tell me are you down with the clowns?
Hey bitch boy
Whatchu doin around here you little bitch?
Don't you know your a clown now bitch boy?
Forks up, forks down we all got clown love bitch face
Hey what's your name? "Richie".. Bitchy?
You down with the clown bitchy?
You better run your little bitch ass home you little punk ass bitch
Smell the air that makes you sick
Psycho sick, psycho sick
In your town and gets inside your brain
Psycho sick insane Who's to blame for what they've done?
Aint the one, paint the gun I'm the Juggalagalocoroni
Best believe me lonely Some will say
I'm in a gang Gun to bang, nuts to hang
Like the wicked jokers down river
Quick to cut your liver
Sometimes bangers and they doom boom, boom, boom, shalock-lock, boom
I'm the other gang that's the offenda But you best rememba
It don't matter which you pick
Cuz they sick, psycho sick
Now I'll cut your richie ass, up, bitch Cuz they got
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
If your nuts hang And you bang in a gang
Then tell me Are you down with the clown?
(Hey) I like riding on your daughties Drinkin 40's at clown parties Then I go
back home to sewer drain Call me shit for brains
I'm the joker junkie hobo Fuck a bozo, pack a bobo Watch me balance a telephone wires Psycho set in fires
Caught me naked in a tree Wasn't me I C P
Yes I sing in a rock and roll band
"Hey dude, what's up man?"
B-B-B-B-Boo had to scare ya Rip and tear ya, cuz I dare ya
Cuz to body used to like to like to fuck
But now you dissed the buck Buck, Buck, Buck, Bang, Bang, Bang Gang, Gang,
Bang, ghetto slang Better ask someone about Violent J, hey I got
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
If your nuts hang And you bang in a gang
Then tell me Are you down with the clown?
Wicked town, wicked clown Lets go ride the murder go round
Lunatic, Lunatock Beat you with a cinder block
Bitchy hoe, bitchy bitch
Smack you cross your fuckin lips Jugglers say,
talk to much I'm a nail your mouth shut
Die and sick of what you said Swing my axe upside your head
Place the barrel in your mouth Blow your fuckin tonsils out
I'm a mime watch me go Stu or Franky bitch ass hoe
I drop lines, make quick bucks
And your daughter sucks my nuts Back to no, jokers wild Yeah
(I said it, Wicked Wild) And I'll cut your bitchy ass, up, bitch
A lot of
Much Clown Love
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x2)
if your nuts hang and you bang in a gang
Then tell me are you down with the clown
hey
Hey Vato
Yo fuck, I guess you don't know, never come around here
Hey Vato
Damn bitch, its all about clown love (x4)
much clown love

J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?
Ye-ye-yeah, um there was this boy and he lived in his house and um,
he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um,
and when he woke up he was,
he was up to his head in the dirt and um,
he couldn't move and this man came walkin along
but instead of the man helping him out the man just started
kickin him and kickin him in his face over and over
and then he got the lawn mower and then he.....
Trick or Treat, bone apetit
All the little kiddies runnin down my street
Gathering candy treats door to door
But they walk pass mine, what for?
Probably cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real
Real human heads carved out with steel
Cut out the eyes man it takes but a minute
Rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it
Maybe they leave cuz I take 'em inside
Come and meet mother, 2 years ago she died
Little boys laugh cuz they think it's just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy
Open your bag and I give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand and I lead you down stairs
And that little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next 7 years
Staring and weakening chained to the wall
Starin at a roach hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes my little friends, it's the
Dead Pumpkin Halloween
Ahhhhh yeah it's that special time of year boys and girls So come to the pumpkin
patch and bring your panty sacks So I can shit in 'em you bitch
Well I love all the children but I can't fuck around Don't come to my door
dressed as a clown
Cuz you never know I might take it the wrong way
Cuz I'm the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J
All year round but I love my Halloween
You never get an apple or a purple jellybean
Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack
Instead you get a deep friend French poodle nutsack
Looking out my door I see no children in sight
Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils night
They burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard
light myself on fire and dance around my backyard
All the pretty girlies
I can see were your at Sitting on your window
I can turn into a bat Watchin you remove all your little clothesies for bed
I crashed through your window and land on your head
Drinking the blood that has gone through the bone
Now I must leave mothers calling me home
Up to the moonlight I'm gone from the scene
Peace to Detroit city, and have a Dead Pumpkin Halloween
Yeah I'll snatch your little candy bag Only I'm a tie it around your mutha
fuckin neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha fuck..Detroit's in
this bitch,check it out muthafucka..yeah..wicked clown's in this
muthafucka..Jump steady in this muthafucka..wicked clown in this
muthafucka..and you watch this muthafucka..Chucky muthafucky in this
shit..violent J in this muthafucka..rude boy in this muthafucka..
stupid in this muthafucka..mike mike in this muthafucka..
faygo this mothafucka..all this in this muthafucka..check it out..violent J in
this muthafucka..2dope in this muthafucka..wicked Joe in this
muthafucka.!

(woman's voice)
Why dont you go into the next room and start getting undressed? What's your pleasure? (x3)

Fat sweaty Betty
The bitch ain't nuttin' new
Her ma's used to babysat me back when we was two
We drove to the playground
And to the skatin' rink
Then we'd go under the bleachers
And she'd let me hit the "stank" wit'er
Then she moved across town
And never came back
Until the other day I seen her at the chicken shack
She said her name was Betty
I can't believe the shit
The sexy little girl is now a fat sweaty biiiiitch
She said hey J
Tell me how ya' been
She had a piece of chicken gizzard stuck to her chin
I told her hold still
Then I flicked it off her face
And said Betty, oh, Betty
W'don't you say we leave this place
I took her back to the crib and hit it all night
I let my fingers run across her rippled celulite
OOOOHH it was nasty
But I don't let it bother me
She rolled over'n fuckin' knocked the wind outta' me
I couldn't breathe
She wouldn't stop
I'm almost dead
I took the lamp
And busted it on her fuckin' head
We got dressed
I gave'er a little kiss g'bye
Fat sweaty Betty
My fat sweaty punkin' pie

(chorus)
Fat sweaty Betty
Tell me when you're ready
Fat sweaty Betty
Tell me when you're ready

Big fat flop of shit
What people called Betty
Flaps of fat on the back'er neck
Sweaty
Boogers runnin' out'er nose
All over her lips
Ya' can't tell the difference from her titties to her hips
But fuck all that
Cuz' I wanna' see the neden.
I had to see the cat
The cheesy cheetah chedden
I rode my bike to her house
Said "Yo, Betty let me in
I'm packin' some snack cakes
Bitch let me in"
(Thump, thump)
I can hear her comin' down the stairs
She opened up the door in her motha' fuckin' underwear
EEEWWWWW, Shit, Fuck that!
I'm turnin' back
But no, the door shut
And she's goin' for the cake snacks
I said "Relax, ho
I'm here on business
You can have the candy
first you gotta' wait a bit
I need a favor
C'mon Betty drop'em drawers"
AAAHHHH, I knew it
Betty had balls
Oh, no
Here comes that ass
From the top of the dresser
With the Yokazuna splash
I wish I never came
Oh boy, do I wish
She's fat sweaty Betty
The sweaty fat biiiiitch

(chorus)

O.K. class, um. Please settle down now.
I'd like to introduce our new student, uh.
Uh, Willy Bubba. Willy is from Kentucky.
And uh Willy. I'll be your teacher.
My name is Misses Felby.

Well, I droped outta school but I still hang in the hall.
And there I was, you'll never guess what I saw.
Maybe a chicken, I thought it was a duck.
But it was a redneck fuck, so I walked up.
Hey Willy Bubba, hubba bubba lubba.
My name's Violent J, but my homies call me chicken plucka.
I been down with the clowns since day one.
I'ts day two. I guess I got some pluckin to do.
In these parts, we tie you to he desk.
And all I never take blows to ya chest.
Fists to ya chin. Kicks to ya head.
Last year we killed a kid dead.
PAH!!! "Oh, my fault..."
Walked in the school, there's hay in the hallway.
Leadin to ya locker. Walk up and sock ya.
Then bounce ya head around the classroom and act nutty.
The teacher walks in and aksed everybody...
body... body...

Chorus-
Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

(Nice to get back to the high school crowd where your alive.)

Willy Willy Bubba Hubba Lubba Dubba Dilly.
Tell me why ya talk so silly. Bitch!
Ya sound like ya come from the land of the biggots.
Jolly O' Dickens. The land of the chickens.
I guess you in season. I'm packin me a folk fo'.
Barrels to ya head and blow ya face out ya asshole.
Pow! Bitch. I'm Shaggy 2 Dope.
I'm comin for yo kin folk. Ya get ya chin broke.
And don't cry or run to the teach.
She can't understand your redneck-ass speech.
(Bin-er-eroin)
If she couls she wouldn't do a thing.
Cuz' she's my bitch and she loves to suck my wang.
You in trouble Bubba. Ya better run quick.
You too slow Willy. Cuz' yous a fat bitch.
I caught up in got my hands all bloody.
The teacher walks in the classroom and aksed everybody.
body... body... body... body...
(Farm sounds)

Chorus-
Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Who kicked Willy Bubba's ass?
-I did!
Did you do it right here in the class?
Sho' did!
Did you puch him the face?
Did you slap in the mouth?
Did you kick him in the forehead?
Yup, yup...

Hold On!!!! check it out...
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy bubba.
Let's play willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
nn dang dang un dang un dang
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.
Let's play Willy Bubba.
And kill the Willy Bubba.