Chicken Huntin'. . [Violent J]. Well, I'm heading down a southern trail, I'm going chicken huntin'. Chopping redneck chicken necks I ain't saying nothing.
Cemetery Girl. . "Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight). Tonight, tonight, off with your head.". . "You'll never guess what's up(3x).
I need a bitch, a special bitch. I need a bitch who pussy poppin' booty switch. I need a bitch, felatio. On the freeway with my pedal to the flo'. I need a bitch, like cheery pie.
Wake the dead(x8). . Get up!. Rest in piss!. What?!. Fuck that!. Jump with the boom!. Rest in pandemonium bitch. In fact don't even rest, get the fuck up and bust somethin sweet.
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.
I really aint got no wins. Thats all right. I never had nothin to spin playa. Thats still all right. I aint got to many friends. Thats all right. I dont know when a story begins either.
What up ya'll?. Alright, gotta little something to say. You know I been chillin, chillin in the underground. And we see all of ya'll Yea we see ya'll.
WE BELONG. [The Ringmaster]. Aww, little baby bitch ass is crying again, what's thy matter? Feelin' like you. don't fit in anywhere? What about fittin' that ass in with us,the mighty Deezy.
(chorus) Don't ask us why,. We do the things that we do,. Don't ask us why,. We feel the same as you.. Don't ask us why,. Life can be so damn cruel,. Don't ask us why,.
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]. When I was a little boy they used to laugh at the mini bus. We was special wasn't many of us. Where did we get to go all day? We went to happy land.
Showed up at your high school prom. With an axe in my mothafuckin' palm. And I jumped out the front, straight swinging. Necks and backs went flinging,.
Mothafuckas always asking Zug Izland. What's up with the hatchet?. Man, why you always ask questions about Psychopathic?. Y?. . (Chorus). Don't ask us why, we do the things that we do.
(Intro). . It's one of those Nights.. No Not one of those night(cries). Night of the 44. Come on!. 2:30 in the morning and i fully loaded. Fully Fuckin Loaded.
This is for mom. Miss Linda Harwood. Miss Cathy Hill. This is for you. . I respect my mother with every step I take. She was there for my first step in the first place.
The Loons. . [Violent J]. Little Miss Muffet, oh, she never had a clue. Of the psychopathic wicked clown is finna do. Creeping through the backyards underneath the moon.
Where can I go they don't want me no mo'. Where can I go they don't want me no mo'. What if I plugged a screwdriver up into they guts. Would they mouths be laughin' at me or would they keep 'em shut.
Party. It's what you choose.. Wild and wicked, you abuse. Well fuck it. No need to heed. The hell with caution increase the speed. Push it. Impress the rest.
The Juggla. . [Violent J]. Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer. Been down the road and I broke a few necks. And I'll break a few more, so what's up.
The Killing Fields. . [Violent J]. Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales. Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails. I try to roll, my skin slowly tears away.