rolin’ over, h*ll m*th*f*ckin’ yeah b*tch. hatchet chop straight to your m*th*f*ckin’ face. rollin’
over. i look up ther’s still so far to go? wicked clowns got that real sh*t. what up though.
i come floatin’ in this b*tch with some wings like a pegasus, got a shiny *ss v on my cheast wut up
i’m violent j the clown, i’m goofy for a second, but when your b*tch headless i’m on top of her
necked. yo know my status, i’m juggalatis, and we the baddest here to sever your melon it’s wicked
sh*t that we sellin’ we off the track now give your b*tch *ss a b*tch slap now n*body never steppin
down we bout to enter second round. running backwards on the walls sh*ggy 2 dope in this m*th*f*cka.
you talkin through your but cause silence is for suckers. so i’m out there throughout the year i’m
right here don’t stare like a b*tch b*tch buy me a beer n*body wicked like me i do this terrifically
and my mutahf*ckin pimp slap will knock down a tree so clown love b*tch, i seen it tatted on t*ttes we
forever on tour clown love in your citys.
rollin’ over, i look up there’s still so far to go, so much time, rollin over, i look up there’s
still so far to go, it’s yo time, rollin over, i look up there’s still so far to go, so much time,
rollin’ over, i look up there’s still so far to go, it’s yo time for your mind.
i got three body’s stuffed in my trunk i’m blowin’ red lights and bet i’m blowin’ heads off before
i’m read any rights baby i’m outlaw. painted up and packin the bombs i stomp preps in the streets and
sound fire alarms b*tch run for your life we keep it wicked and scary, and we welcome to our world
anything that you bury i throw meteors and fire b*lls through brick walls and got a thre foot d*ck for
all your chick jaws. walkin’ through the slums bout’ to strangle someone, maybe it’s accustom gotta
get it done, i live like that spirits haunting me like that, i’m lost in the ouiji board ain’t never
comin back. ou, ou
i can red moon boogie woogie walk on wind
i throw a kick from asross the street an’ bust your chin
i know magic hudini woulda’ hound dogged my b*lls
been known to cast illusions through shangri la walls
i keep it bl**dy, me an’ my buddy be all nutty
make nuns act sl*tty, mad rich an’ never study
f*ck off, we fantabulous grabbin our nuts
dropping brand new wicked sh*t, rappers r us
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