The juggla
[violent j]
well you know the juggla jumped in the mixer
been down the road and i broke a few necks
and iand'll break a few more so whatand's up
road by me on the corner iand'm a hold my nuts up
its finna fuck you witand' dat
but if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
cuz iand'm violent j ainand'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, iand'm sick
lunatick-tick-tock, it donand't quit
it donand't quit, it donand't quit
mr. shrink, iand'm sick, a lunaticky-tick
the doctor told me iand'm a psycho
so i ate his face like i donand't know
knife to the neck and got some more
the night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck
bitch, iand'm a man you can talk ta
but after you leave iand'm a stalk ya
if youand're a little kid iand'm a take ya
and if youand're neck iand'm a break ya
if youand're an old lady iand'm a mug ya
cuz bitch, you canand't fuck with the juggla
andquot;yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the juggla
heand'll cut your windpipe, eat your face
and slit your motherfucking heart out
you can see this freak show at the world famous carnival of carnage
keep juggling, motherfucker!andquot;
[violent j]
cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast
and if i drop you thatand's your ass
i shake and twist, try to keep calm
i might go to hell cuz iand'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 fuck the south
running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo
whatand's up bitch, ah, whatand's up ho?
sometimes you act like you ainand't down
with a psychotic wicked clown
fucking my friends ainand't healthy
cuz i grab you by the face and fuck you up
and itand's like that bitch thatand's the way it is
iand'm allowed to fuck, ho, iand'm in show biz
sets in the hood want me for dead
so i paint my tag on they forehead
stick your little and'kay by my tagginand'
you can fit twenty clowns in a volkswagon
and we coming straight to your brick house
iand'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckinand' neck loose
and then i might mug ya
cuz theyand're will be no fucking with the juggla
andquot;juggling eyeballs, juggling heads
what youand've heard about, what youand've read
the juggling wicked clowns will come to your
birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva
and cut your back off for a small fee
the juggla ainand't taking no shorts from nobodyandquot;
andquot;tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
let the fucking bass goandquot;
[violent j]
and the juggla make it last
down with 2 dope and try nand' get trashed
my fellow fucking fellas
southwest gangster killas
violent j, the psychopathic
some might say iand'm schitsofrantic
others think iand'm quite the psychic
but somehow the bitches like it
whatand'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 motherfuck i want it back
iand'm that nerd in the back of the class
that went psycho and killed your ass
i slash and cut and hack
with a andquot;kick meandquot; sign on my back
in my corner is scyne therapy
they take care of me, but donand't stare at me
cuz like i said iand'll mug ya
now run on home and donand't fuck with the juggla
andquot;finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town
and heand'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 louandquot;
Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla
you canand't fuck with the juggla
tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh
let the fucking bass go
