The Juggla

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?
Road by me on the corner, I`m a hold my nuts up

It`s finna f**k you wit dat
But if you a sewer skank, let me hit dat
`Cuz I`m Violent J, ain`t even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked

I pass out when it gets dark
And woke up naked at the Clark Park
Gotta go, gotta get before I get the wrap
Gotta chopped off head, chilling in my lap

Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I`m sick
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don`t quit
It don`t quit, it don`t quit
Mr. Shrink, I`m sick, a lunaticky-tic

The doctor told me I`m a psycho
So I ate his face like I don`t know
Knife to the neck and got some more
The night of the axe, the night of the forty f**k

Bitch, I`ma man you can talk ta
But after you leave, I`ma stalk ya
If you`re a little kid, I`ma take ya
And if you`re neck, I`ma break ya
If you`re an old lady, I`ma mug ya
`Cuz bitch, you can`t f**k with the Juggla

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is the Juggla
He`ll cut your windpipe, eat your face
And slit your motherf**king heart out
You can see this freak show at the world famous
Carnival of Carnage, keep juggling, motherf**ker

`Cuz ya know the Juggla will throw ya up fast
And if I drop you, that`s your ass
I shake and twist, try to keep calm
I might go to Hell `cuz I`m down with Esham

Gotta rhyme for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch your mouth
And f**k the south

Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
What`s up, bitch, ah, what`s up, ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain`t down
With a psychotic wicked clown

F**king my friends ain`t healthy
`Cuz I grab you by the face and f**k you up
And it`s like that bitch, that`s the way it is
I`m allowed to f**k, ho, I`m in show biz

Sets in the hood want me for dead
So I paint my tag on they forehead
Stick your little `kay by my tagging`
You can fit twenty clowns in a Volkswagen

And we coming straight to your brick house
I`ma huff and puff and blow your f**king neck loose
And then I might mug ya
`Cuz they`re will be no f**king with the Juggla

Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads
What you`ve heard about, what you`ve read
The juggling wicked clowns will come
To your birthday party, wedding and bar mitzvah
And cut your back off for a small fee
The Juggla ain`t taking no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
Let the f**king bass go

And the Juggla make it last
Down with 2 Dope and try and get trashed
My fellow f**king fellas
Southwest gangster killas

Violent J, the psychopathic
Some might say I`m schizofrantic
Others think I`m quite the psychic
But somehow the bitches like it

What`s up, bitch? Let me get the shot
Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like that?
Why are you like that, like this?

The ghetto took my brain
And motherf**k, I want it back
I`m that nerd in the back of the class
That went psycho and killed your ass
I slash and cut and hack
With a `Kick me` sign on my back

In my corner is scyne therapy
They take care of me but don`t stare at me
`Cuz like I said I`ll mug ya
Now run on home and don`t f**k with the Juggla

Finally happened, the wicked clown has come to your town
And he`s got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land, the southwest ghetto zone
Where all the Jugglas roam, come one, come all
And have the Juggla cut your face off, skip to the lou

Juggla, Juggla, f**k with the Juggla
You can`t f**k with the Juggla
Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
Let the f**king bass go