"$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,

"Nothin' But A Bitch"

[Violent J]
Straight out of Warren, bitch you a joke
Sucking so much dick your fucking lips smoke
With your silly ass pretty boy rap
Be muggin and thuggin sittin on Dre's lap.

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Pull a gat on my thug, no bullets or nothing,
you shaking, stumbling,
nervous, fumbling,
scared to death, screamin for help,
So damn shook you almost shot yourself.

[J]
Little radio thug with your preppy smile,
Got everybody hoppin outta 35 miles,
tellin us we fake Little faggot (?),

I'ma knock your teeth out the back of your neck.

[Shaggy (Violent J)]
You might have little girls cryin and shit,
But the detroit thugs aint buying your shit.
(Run your ass back to Dr Dre and open your butt)
Little groupie ass boy get fucked!

[Chorus - J]
Dumbass (Dumbass),
Bitchass (Bitchass),
Weakass (Weakass),
BEEEAAAAAATCH!
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)
Weakass (Markass),
Punkass (Punkass),
Bitchass (Bitchass),
BEEEAAAAAATCH!
Eminem ain't nothing but a bitch (bitch)

Sissy ass radio bitch (bitch)

[J]
Wait a minute don't run, what's up with that?
I'm just trying to give you this 300 bucks back,
That you gave to Twiztid so you could open up their show
You little pussy ass hoe!

[Shaggy]
Look at us dog who put us on the map?
3 plat, 2 gold, and we still like that,
We did it alone without a D.R.E
But he owns and knows your butt like a pussy.

[J]
Husband!, tell me where she at,
Everybody be fucking that bitch you don't see that?
I know 3 people she fucked on you,

Up at Hotrocks, she be fucking bitches too!

[Shaggy]
You told the world you gonna kill the slut,
Then you on TV licking her butt,
Be careful your probly gonna taste my nut,
Cause even I be fucking that bitch raw... like WHAT!

[Chorus]

[J (Monoxide Child) {Eminem Impersonation}]

(I remember your ass, St. Andrews Hall),
Handing out your flyers {Come one come all,
come to my show}, I looked at it, WHAT?
Right there: Insane Clown Posse Might Show Up.

[Shaggy]
What the fuck kind of rapper could be that lame?
Only way you draw people is to use our name?
I could have just fucked you up right there,

"I Don't Wanna Die"

"They want me dead in Detroit...
they want me dead in St. Louis...
they want me dead up in Denver...
New York, L.A., they want me dead...
they want me dead on the east coast...
down south they want me dead...
they want me dead in the Bahamas...
they want me dead in Lebanon check it"

Wait a minute, ho'd up
Don't shut my fuckin coffin yet, I'm still alive
And fulla life, like a beehive
I know you really want to see me drop into the earth
You wanted that since my birth, but ho'd up partna'
I got to many poker chips, still gotta cash 'em in
I still be lovin Friday nights I'm flossin, ryda fashion
And mashin, in a black Navigator baby
100 spoke Dayton Dayday today be payday
This hoe was lookin like she wanna fyda dick up in her
And i'm the beginner, winner, we fuckin during dinner
To bang her biscuit out our first time out is nothin new
I fuck her on the plate of food
I'ma rude, crude, dude
Most players like to take they women wine'n dinin
I serve a bitch a plate of dick, a bowl of nuts that's it

I'm tryin' a touch the sky

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Reach into the world, reach into the sky
I'ma Psychopathic Ryder and I don't wanna die

I'm hittin switches in a black Escalade truck
I know you must be thinkin' "what the fuck?" but I can
I'm like Bump, Bump, squeek, Bump, Bump, swing dip
Bump, Bump, swing dip, it's a trip
$16,000 dollar rolex, I flex
I'm boatin' an Impala, hood is open and i'm scopin
Bitches flaggin' me down, wit' they tittie nipples
But see it aint that simple, bitches now'll leave you crippled
If I stuck my dick in every ugly bitch that road up
My dick would make you wanna throw up, I would be so to 'up
And I don't wanna have my dick look like a cucumber
Bumply, green and lumber, fuck all that
I gets picky, I like to take and floss my hoes
I can't be flossin dirty bitches that got mossy toes
It's a million hottie hootchies all up on this earth

Taste what life is worth man, I don't wanna die

[Chorus]

You can bash out all my front teeth if you really want to
been wantin' to go part my grill out anyway so fuck you
I wanna live to see the world rain diamonds and pearls
And treasures, for all the little boys and girls
I want to live to see my great grandchildren have they kids
and be so old that I can't even lift my eyelids
I want to live to see the lights of the Goodyear blimp
It's gone Ice Cube's a bitch
Psychopathic ryder baby, call me Bullet, I be dumpin
I get your brakes a pumpin everytime I'm droppin somethin
And I went solo so you know I flow like Rollie Pollie's
Roll up in they shill, bankin helly mill
So fuck Melly Mel, Master Flash and goofy Kool Moe Dee
And every other bitch that fell off back in '83
Y'all didn't influence the rydas, we dumpin bullets in the sky
We aint never gone die baby

[Chorus]

"Full Clip...aint never gone die
Cell Block...aint never gone die,
Twin Gats...aint never gone die,
Foe Foe...aint never gone die,
Lil' Shank...aint never gone die,
My homie Alex...aint never gone die,
Jump Steady...aint never gone die"

"Who Wanna Flex?"

I sell fake dope, it don't even work
Smoke you at 8:00 and won't even twirk
I shoot prostitutes like plastic ducks
Buck, buck, ping! I gives no fucks
Had me a girlfriend and blew her head off
I'm like an underground water-main, I gotta let off(boom)
Bend enemies knees the wrong way
Kick'em in the ass, watch'em crawl all day
I shot...damn...oh
Put a little aids up in....drawers
Then I produce like Superman
Come out asshole naked with my dick in hand
I use cocaine like Kool-Aid mix
Matter of fact y'all I could use a fix
[Slurp sound] Bitch, you like that hoe?