"Rebel Flag"

Stop the bus, Violent J comes out
Barrels to your chest and blow your lungs out
Mother fucker fuckin hick
I kick ya in the mouth
Sew your fuckin' lips up
You swallow them teeth when I do
And me and my boys'll run a train on your Thelma Lou
Then break her fuckin back
Goddamn biggots ain't all that
So I'ma cut your brain out
Reach in and pull your spine out
Welcome to the Carnival show
Your invited, you and your bitch Flo
And the wicked clowns gonna check
Cut your legs off and and if you crawl back
Don't step to the city folk- bitch that's why you got your titties broke
So get back on your ardvark
Don't let me see a biggot commin' through Clark Park
Cut his neck with my good blade
34 years old, still in the third grade
Yes, pickin' on others--Look at your hootinanny ass mother fucker
And your billy bitch
Hey---Fuck both ya'll ...
And your Rebel flag

[CHORUS 1:]
Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)
Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)-(Fuck your Rebel Flag!)
Fuck your Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)
Fuck a Rebel flag! (Fuck your Rebel flag)

Been down south, you can't tell me
Hill billy hill billy hill billy
Uncle Willy acting nilly
Old bitch cooking up vittles
Then fuck on the porch, playing a fiddle
You know I'd love to show you that ghetto style
Take you out back, throw you in a shit pile
Life in the inner city
I'd rip your ass, but you all shitty and funky
Like the pigs you eat
Pickin' that shit off them yellow feet
Don't stop to so much as cough
Or I'ma shoot ya in the back till your chest falls off
What you say ain't always hype
So I slap you in the face with a lead pipe
Teachin kids what pops taught you
And he's a funky ass biggot too
Fell short of the due respect
Don't speak when I slap ya in your red neck
Fuck all that bullshit you stuck on
Get back on your mule and get the fuck on
Don't look back or I'ma hit ya
Take that red neck bitch out with ya
Spit on your Rebel rag, so fuck you and your Rebel flag!

[CHORUS 2:]
Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)
Hass (I'ma break his back)
Goober (I'ma stab his face)
Jed (I'ma slit his throat)
Wilber (I'ma cut his neck)
Hass (I'ma break his back)
Goober (I'ma stab his face)
Thelma Lou (I'ma fuck her in her ass!)

Hill....
Hill billies listening down south
Hill billies listening down south
I'm up and I'm headin for the south
Fixin to put a run of buck shot in your mouth
And blow the back of your fuckin neck loose
Hill billies run around like a headless goose
Cuz you tried burning down my cross
Thats way racist hatin and hass
You sleep in the barn and you fuck your horse
Brick to the head, put you back on corse
Yeah---But you know I chill
Cuz if I don't flex on you the others will
Straight folks in the south won't have it
They put a rind in your racist ass quick
The cool in the south team up with the north
And blow that biggot off his fucking horse
So put away your goddamn twan
See I'ma cut your pipe and take a little moonshine
Then drink it all up
Barrels to your face and blow your fuckin head off
Keep on gunnin' cuz of what they said
Punk, I'll put a slug in your bald head
Scalp a skinhead quick
And your greasy-ass triple clan and shit
And zip you up in a bag
And I'll shit on a mother fuckin Rebel flag
Yeah shit on a Rebel flag!!

[CHORUS 1]
[CHORUS 2]

"Ghetto Freak Show"

[Chorus X4]
Ghetto freak show Ghe Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
Ghetto freak Ghe Ghetto Freakshow

It's three o'clock in the morning and you're sleeping
Wicked clowns in the moonlight creeping
Slide through your window under your bed
Crawl in through your ear, eat your head
Bumping into bones cuz I need light
Tip-toeing down through your windpipe
Climbing down your spine was the fun part
Looky looky and I think I see your fucking heart
Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing
Wicked clown cut his way out your belly button
I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place
Swooping down and I'm picking at your dead face
I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal
No one ever loved me and they never will
Bitch, I take you out on a blind date
But then they find you dead under a wooden crate
Rapped in a bag deep in the woods
Cause my mother always said I was no good
Locked me in a closet, fed me dog shit
Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it
The insanity's grip will never let go
Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show

[Chorus X4]

I'm a freak show coming to your house
Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead mouse
I'm looking like a fly so you swat me
Keep chasing me even though you got me
So what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs
Turn me into a wicked, wicked cat
I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown
Gotta have a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay the price
Driving with your woman, that's sweet
Never even know I'm in the back seat
Chat chit-chat about the weather
But then I slam they fucking heads together
Is it jealousy, they never loved me
So now I'm ripping out your guts and it's ugly
I'm trapped, don't wanna be a rich man
Not a poor man, I need my own land
Because the rich man be stressing all the dumb stuff
They cut there fucking wrists if the grass ain't green enough
Right there in your face, you can't tag it
Just found out your son is a faggot
Dick-sucking, butt-fucking homo man
If ya stressing then you better talk to mojo man
Insanity's grip will never let go
Here's your chance to catch a glimpse of a ghetto freak show

[Chorus X4]

Ahaha, Violent J, the Ghetto Freak Show
He's still alive
The ultimate amazing freak show
Is here on the Carnival of Carnage
Line up and see him
Lived years in the slums
And he's still alive to tell about
Line up and see him
He's nasty, he's disgusting
He's filthy, he is a freak show
And you can see him live at the
Carnival of Carnage
You, young man
You look like you could use a viewing
Of a good freak show
Line up, bring your sister, your brother
And see the ghetto freak show
Violent J is still alive

"Beverly Kills 50187"

Juggalos, come out to play...

Guess who's coming to your big town?
Jugglin jesters, kick-it clown
Circus sound, painted frown
Carnival of carnage creeping round
I'm Violent J and I'm sick
They try to run me down
But you know I'm too slick
And I slip and slide like a slinky
Slip and slide with my twinkie
Welcome to my world
As it winds and it twists
I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed
Boo loo chewy wewwy doo boo
And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo
Come see the one at the show of your life
See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right
I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack
But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know
And we packin that funk
With a snap and a clap and a jump jump
So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna be down
Step on up
And kiss the clown
And kiss the clown
Kiss the clown
On up and kiss the clown
Step on up and kiss the clown
Stop the bus
Violent J comes out
Barrels to your face
And blow your fucking face off
Cause you know my mind is golden oh
Happen to catch me a Beverly show
Body fell asleep but my mind goes on
Welcome to the world of juggla's dome
First day I enrolled at the high school
Butt-naked with a axe
Wow, he's so cool
Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself
My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell
Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan
I'm finna cut his throat with a carny carny killin
Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero
Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo
Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya
Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker
To the next class don't wanna be late
Finna ask Brenda on a little date
I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs
Took her to a mud match threw a pair of gloves
Wants to get her ass beat by a fat dyke
And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night
Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk, cause the dumb bitch stunk
How you doing Brenda?
Mind if I bend ya?
Over rover, do me like Gumby
I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank
And when I finished
I stuffed her fucking head in the fish tank
Awww that's a beautiful aquarium
Yeah, you wanna see it
Hey come here bitch
Oh God it's lovely
Yeah, yeah, yeah have a closer look
Die bitch what's up?
What are you a lung fish?
What's up aqua man?
Die bitch die
That's right, bitch
Back to the school
Fat bitch in the locker
Couldn't fit her booty in
So I cut her booty off
Sometimes I feel like I'm already in hell
Throwing up children on Del Ray smell
Fuck those fucking fucks, uh
Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks
Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills
I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills
Where's that other little rich little fag
Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him
I know my boys make the bass go boom
But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room
Aww, aww, Dylan
Aww I want your anus
Aww, you're so hot
Kicked in the stall
Then I kicked in his jaw
Kicked him in face
And I kicked in his balls
Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble
Bust him in the head with an empty Faygo bottle
Took him to the staircase
Jumped on his face
Road him down the bumpy chase
Can I hear him breathe one last note
Stuffed his back down his throat
Back to the locker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the locker
Stuff the fucker!
Back to the locker
Boy oh, boy oh
Back to the locker
Fuckin stuff that fucker!
Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit
Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch
Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kinda smelly
Funk down your legs, and up to your belly
But I'm with Del Ray
So funk don't fade me
Let me hit it man
You're finna kick the can (Sugar)
Come on, bitch, man
You're getting ready to die anyway
Bitch, calm down
Let me get a little poontang
You know what I'm saying
Let me get a little trip, bitch
You finna die
Okay, cause I'm not a raper
But you still make morning paper
Kelly found dead in her bathroom
Naww, Kelly found dead in her dad's room
No, Kelly found dead in her backyard
Cause Kelly choked on a joker's card
Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker
Kelly wouldn't fit
Chop, chop, chop, chop her
Oh no, principal know what I'm about
Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out
Oh shit, they chase me
Cause they found the bodies
Now I run my ass off
Yeah they're gettin mad
You can hear them cuss
Didn't look both ways, and got hit by bus
Crunched up under
Tangled in the wheels
Spit me out the muffler
You know how that feels
Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands
Then I seen Prince so I clap cause I'm a big fan
And straight busted my face on the street
And here come the police
And...

"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

"Stalker"

The stalker
Yeah
The stalker
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie

So I'm gripping this old peice of shit, right?
Here's this smoochie poo at the stop light
Ahem, how's about a date?
Two tickets for the circus, pick you up at 8
[girl]
Fuck no, you're a loser
[Violent J]
Yeah, but I'll stick my boot up your ass
Heh heh, but I ain't nagging
To the next light in my pink volkswagon
Oh, excuse me, ho, but I'm Violent J act like you know
[girl]
Violent J the country singer?
[Violent J]
No, Violent J the southwest gangstero
And the bitch was gone (awww)
So I followed her home (huh?)
Cause I got it going on (ohhhh!)
And I'm in the Haugh (Yep!)
Parked at a spot good enough to hawk her
Things you do when you's a stalker

"So, what happened?"
"I really don't like to talk about it, but he ruined my life, I mean he
was everywhere,everywhere I went."

The stalker

[chorus]
I think that ditso likes me, yeah
She tells you to fuck off with such class!
I think that ditso likes me
Yeah, go on and get that ass!

Well, the stalker stalks his target
Just happened to see her at the super-market
Oh, hi, hey, that peanut butter sucks
You wouldn't like Jiffy, it ain't go no nuts
Why don't you try these?
She ran away scared, and I'm staring at her butt-cheeks
Cause I know she loves me, she wanna tease and tease and rub and dub me

"Hello?"
Hi, it's me
"Hello?"
You love me
"Hello?"
I love you
"Hello?" "Hello?"

Biggity bop boom!
I'm back in a stone brick house
Candle light dinner and some Mexican chow
Yo, I know she gonna show up
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick, no luck
Peep through her window, jack off in her back yard
Somebody pulled a joker's card
And you know what joker caught you
Things you do when you's the stalker

"Are you okay?"
"I don't know, because I know he'll be back. He always come back. I'll
never be able to lead a normal again."
"It's okay."

The stalker

[Chorus]

I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (oochie coochie poochie)
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (smoochie coochie poochie)

I've been hawking for about 2 weeks
And I ain't even got a fucking kiss on the cheek
She with some fuck face!
I'm gonna put that college boy in a neck-brace!
I gotta just chill
She loves me lots, and that's for real
That night, I snuck in her back door with a bucket of chicken and a bottle
of Faygo
Tip-toe, tip-toe creeping, cause I know my baby's sleeping
Snuck in the bedroom, look through (aaaahhh!)
She stuck me in the eye with a broom
Pulled it up
Popped my eye back and I can't find her
Ran through the bedroom, ran through the living room, ran for the
bathroom, gotta take a doo
Now I stress pulling out my hair, I think I heard that bitch up-stairs
Up the steps, wicked clown
Then I hear a clicking sound
Honey, is that you? How's about a kissy smoochie poo?
Her daddy's gun to my nugget
Never liked the bitch, anyway, fuck it

"So what'd you do?"
"I tried to run, but he was always right there, just ahead of me."
"He would always catch me, and hurt me."

[Chorus #5]
Nah, man
She don't like me man
Nah, she don't like me, man
That bitch shot me in the head, man
She shot me in the nugget, man
Nah, she don't like me, man, she don't like me
She shot me in the nugget, man
How's she gonna like me, man?
She shot me in the nugget, dog
She don't like me, man
Stop it, man, she don't like me
No she don't!
Look at my head, man!
She shot me in the forehead, man!
How's she gonna like me, man?

This ho like me!

"In The Haughhh!"

I'm Violent J
I breath toxic fumes and throw my lungs up
all over your brand new patten-leather penny loafers
You fuck!

I'm 2dope
I got sick ass sewer sludge stuck in my throat
And I live in a big pipe on Sog Island
So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch-ass faggot

Faggot, you bitch ass faggot
I'm in the south-west detroit, Del-ray
In a city, ghetto street-gang
I got people who want me dead
But everytime they run up on me, I get scared
And my skull explodes
All over those motherfuckers

Sometimes I get hungry, man, but it ain't nothing
But it ain't nothing in the box but a brick sandwich
So I start hurting that motherfucker
And I chew on that bitch until my jaw breaks
Which don't fade me, cause I'm a hoodlum

And I don't exist to you fucks (you fucks)
You green-grass fucks

Fuck me, and I'll fuck you, fucker
We comin', motherfucker
We coming to get ya
Coming to get ya
How ya see me is what ya get
How ya see me is what ya get
Carnival of carnage is coming
How ya see me is what ya get

I was snookin' good in my bed
Woke up to find my brain fell out my head
Stuffed it back in with a screwdriver, I'm that much liver
I can walk on my hands on a tight rope
But then I always fall, and bust my ass.
But it really don't matter (really don't matter) (don't matter) don't
matter, cause I'm in the haugh

In the haugh, in the haugh
Violent, Violent J's in the motherfucking haugh
I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh
We in the motherfucking what? Haugh!
(With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker's
kill, southwest thrill)

Get off me, dog, I'll shit face
I mean I ain't got shit on my face, but ya know
People in the suburbs hate me (why?)
Southwest carnival crazy (hiii)
My mind ain't nothing but a lemon
But I mean it's fucking yellow and shit
I don't know man, fuck off
You can't fade me, vato, cause I'm in the haugh!

In the haugh, in the haugh
2dope Shaggy's in the motherfucking haugh
I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh
We in the motherfucking what? Haugh!
(With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker's
kill, southwest thrills)

I'm greasy, and I can moonwalk
But I don't, cause that shit's so fucking played out
Instead, I just grab this wang, and tell you that I'm in the haugh, bitch!
Parachute pants, and moon boots
Chilling on the corner butt-naked hurting fruit loops
Fuck a hill billy goat
Sitting in the tub, I let my nuts float, cause I'm in the haugh

In the haugh, in the haugh
Granny's all in the motherfucking haugh
I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh
We in the motherfucking what? Haugh!
(With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked joker's
kill, southwest thrills)

Southwest is in the haugh!
D.C. is in the haugh!
I'm in the haugh, in the haugh, in the haugh
Hamma, hamma, hamma
East dogs in the haugh
Jump steady in the haugh
Hammer in the haugh, too!
Mike Clark in the haughhh!
Mr. T's in the haugh!
Hamma, hamma

(With the wiked town, south west gang, wicked the joker's
kill, southwest thrill)

"Chop! Chop! With Esham"

[answering machine]
(beep) Then you know what you can do
You can be a couple of pleasers
And take some tweazers
And bust every hair on my nutsack
Paste em to your back
Then jump on the E-Track
And suck my dick exactly where it's at....HO
[beep]

[old record plays]
Jay fuzz the clown
Jay fuzz the clown
Jay fuzz the clown

[low voice repeats]
Juggles
Juggles
Juggles
Juggles [x2]

[low bass starts in background]

[Verse 1-Violent J (crowd in parentheses)]
Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers
and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya)
Kick the clown in the forehead and I'm juggling juggling your head
(Jed) You big fat redneck mounty ass hick
I'm a city slicker and I'm come to the valley and I'm gonna hit ya
and ya know the carnival's gonna get wit' ya
Oh, I meant as well mention, that I come from another di-men-sion
You never seen nothing like this boy (Magic acts of pain and joy)
Please don't try to come and get me
Because I pack a French curler with me
And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick
Because I can do a double-flip you fat piece of shit
Picture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hat
Because some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop

[Chorus]
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop
Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop [X2]

[Verse 2-Violent J (Crowd in parentheses)]
Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they sockets
And fried in the streets like a sick em
[sound of popping and a splatter]
(stick em, pick em)
Break em off something from the smokestack
I've been breathing all my life so I'm dying anyway
I'm nothing but a radiation freak show
My arm fell of and it bounced on the floor
Carnival land up the alley (alley, alley)
Then we landed in Sunny Valley
(Jumpin up and down on a richies head)
And now I'm gonna jump till he's finally dead
(Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump)
They got no love yet we got control
They'll never touch my funky soul
Street top all extra top
Now we can run or we can walk
Either way some gotta stop
Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop

[Chorus]

[Verse 3-Esham and Violent J]

[Esham] Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown
[Violent J] What's up comes down
[Esham] Before my nuts go soft juggle em around
[Violent J] Bitch wanna join the carnival circus
grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus
[Esham] I gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy [mixed]
and these heads I drill
[Violent J] Chills, thrills, bigots writing wills
an axe to the forehead usually kills
[Esham]
If this ain't hell, I can't tell, hang my body on a cross with some
rusty nails
If I juggle then call me a juggla, I'm a nap rubbla, voodoo smuggla
See I got the symptoms of insanity, I'm down with J from the ICP
I'm down with him and he's down with me

"Joke Your Mind"

No man get the fuck away from my store man
You make it look bad
Get the fuck outta here
What the fuck, get the fuck outta here you bum
Ain't nobody gonna tell me where I can sleep shit
Fuck him I'm finna sleep here it's better here anyway
I'm cold, rich people ain't cold
Shit they got money and they warm
I'm cold and broke
As a joker, clown
I'm out here makin people laugh
Rich people laugh
I suppose it's funny to see me out here freezing my ass off
I can sleep now
Ain't nobody gonna take that away
I can sleep in this spot

Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joker jumping joker sing
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Wicked clown is in the house

Wake up in my golden bed
The wicked thoughts inside my head
Step outside and glide away
Nothing's wicked here today
I can breathe the magic mist
And excel your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can jump across the land
Wind up in the emerald sand
Swing the jewels of endless time
Take it all, cause it's mine
Pour a bowl of chocolate soup
Serve it with the fruit loop
This is my world I am king

Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joker jumping joker sing
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Wicked clown is in the house

I can fall in love like that
In my world she loves me back
If I choose, I choose alone
Freak is gone, boys is on
Cause the homies watch your back
Life is over like that
Once it's done, it's done, it's dead
Ticky tocky ticky dead
If you feel the need to go
Go, go, won't ya go
They call you a freak show
Welcome to the carnival
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
The wicked clowns will arrive in your town soon
And believe me, it won't be pretty
Justice must be served
To the uncaring selfish wealthy ones
Be prepared and get ready
To catch 400 years of hell
And, oh, one last note to all

Wicked clown is in the house
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind

Welcome to the carnival
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Joke your mind, joke your mind
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Welcome to the carnival
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
I can breathe the magic mist
And excell your every wish
Juggla jump from cloud to cloud
Ring them bells, ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Ring them loud
Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind
Wicked clown is in the house

Hey, hey you fuckin hobo get up mu-fucka
What you got man?
I don't got nuthin man
What you got motherfucker?
I don't got nuthin man
Alright motherfucker fuck off then

[Gunshots]

(The stalker...)

"Dead Body Man (Original)"

Ladies and gentlemen
I present to you, the Terror Wheel
The most horrifying, terrifying, mystifying ride
Available to the dead
Gather round my dead friends
And witness the bizarre, horrid dictales
As told to you by your favorite
Serial clown slaughterers the ICP
So who will be brave enough to step into this ride?
Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent
There your host, Willaby Rags, will strap you in
And you shall experience, the wheel!
So gather and watch, look and learn
The ways of the Terror Wheel
Oh look, there goes one now
He's walking in, good luck fella
There he goes, they're locking him into the cage
Greetings, I'm Willaby Rags
Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body Man!
Ahahaha!

Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies atleast
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven
Wicked clown lovin that dead body grubbin
Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still got the finger nail caught in my teeth
Before you start yelling and cursin my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall
Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just a dead body man
We got bodies, dead bodies
We got fat ones, skinny ones
Males, females, hermaphrodites
We got somebodies, we got nobodies