Spread your wings. Flying over frozen mountains. Crystal rivers and geizer fountains. ????. Float with the breeze and cross seas to shores. Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweed.
Are you scared? (Fearless!). Are you scared? (Are you frightened you little bitch?). . Chorus 2x. What's the matter. What's the matter. what's the matter (Are you scared of ghosts?).
Perched up like a gargoyle. waiting up in a tree. Dropped down upon a victim. fall so silently. Clown paint with a hoodie. my face glows at night. Lurking through shadows.
Why don't you go into the next room and start getting undressed?. What's your pleasure?. . (1st Verse- Violent J). Fat Sweaty Betty, the bitch ain't nothing new.
Jump (x28). Hey. Ha. Heh. . Smile! I'ma blow a hole in your neck. And leave you standing there looking stupid like Beck. Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound.
I tried to visit shaggy. I stepped off of my porch. And it was dark as fuck. I couldn't see, not even with the torch. I hear the streets talkin'. And they aware of my move.
What up dawg,. What you been up to?. Oh Yeah well thats cool,. check it out. Me and you,. we been down for awhile right,. We been here and there,. we been pretty tight.
I paint my face every year all day. The 31st ain't nothin' to me, another holiday. All of a sudden face paintin's in style. And I've been doin' ever since Gilligan's island was on.
This is a lot of important people. Involved in making the Juggalo world go around. And this right here. Is a special shout out to those people. Of course there is no way to possibly cover all the people that make the Juggalo work go round.
This one goes out to the ninjas. that's been down since Carnival of Carnage. Nah, fuck that, since Dog Beats. Nah, fuck that, since Basement Cuts, motherfucker.
(Chanting). . (1st Verse- Violent J, (Shaggy2Dope), [Monoxide Child], {Jamie Maddrox}). Imagine a place that exists beyond, a place that's seldom seen.
Yeah, bitch!. . You's a glorified snitch, with a nuclear mullet,. I got the name "DOG", engraved on my bullets,. You wife looks like "The Wrestler", with fat fake pumpkins,.
Yeah what you need?. Yeah let me get a large order of fries and uh. No fries. Excuse me?. No fries man. Oh, well must be out then. Alright then give me a large double slam and....
Galacto Inspector do you read me?. Yes Captain. Status?. Completed. Your mission was to land on the Dirtball and explore it thoroughly.. You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the Dirtball,.
Got the hurt. What the hurt. Got the juice. Let's see you do it. . Come on just do it. Come on just do it. . Could you, would you. Walk to the tracks.
Smack that bitch right across the lips. Cause she aint nothin but a filthy bitch. Beat the freak in the head with a cinder block. Blackin her eyes your lunatic tock.
[Violent J]. Bitch back up cause your dimmin' my shine. You got nine kids, only two of them mine. I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac. Bitch start giving back, fuck hittin' that.
What you need someone to stove for you?. Something to hold for you?. Need someone that you can blame shit on?. Someone you can quit on?. You need a job or gun or somethin'?.
People say I talk too much. I don't care I talk too much. Momma say I failed in life. I don't care I failed in life. Daddy says I drink too much. I don't care I drink too much.
This is the story of a murderer. A cold blooded killer, a ruthless, harmless, slaughterer. . I didn't mean to kill him, listen to me, wait. I was talkin' to a fine ass date, ha ha ha.