1 - Beverly Kills 50187 (Shaggy 2 Dope) Jugglers, come out to play... (Violent J) Guess who's coming to your big town? Juggling jesters, kick-it clown Circus sound Painted frown Carnival of Carnage creeping around I'm Violent J and I'm sick They try to run me down but you know I'm too slick And I slip and slide like a Slinky! Slip and slide with my Twinkie! Welcome to my world as it winds and it twists I'mma kick a funky little rhyme that ya missed Boo-loo-chewy-wewwy-doo-boo And you'd be fucked up if that was really voodoo Come see the one at the show of your life See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack But I can juggalo Like you never thought you'd ever know And we packing that funk With a snap and a clap and a jump-jump So chicky-chicky freak if ya wanna be down Step on up...and kiss the clown And kiss the clown Kiss the clown ...on up, kiss the clown Step on up...and kiss the clown (Violent J) Stop the bus Violent J comes out, barrels to your face And blow your fucking face off Cause you know my mind is golden oh Happen to catch me a Beverly show Body fell asleep but my mind goes on Welcome to the world of the juggla's dome (Shaggy 2 Dope) First day, I enrolled at the high school Butt-naked with a axe, "Wow, he's so cool." "Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself." My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to hell Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan I'm finna cut his throat with a carny-carny killing Rich boy never seen a ghetto jokero Slap you in the head with a sledgehammo Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker (Violent J) To the next class, don't wanna be late Finna ask Brenda on a little date I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs Took her to a mudmatch, threw her a pair of gloves Watch her get her ass beat by a fat dyke And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk Threw her in the trunk Cause the dumb bitch stunk How you doing Brenda? Mind if I bend ya? Over Rover "Do me like Gumby!" I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank And when I finished, I stuffed her fucking head in a fish tank "Awww that's a beautiful aquarium." Yeah, you wanna see it? Hey, come here bitch "Oh God it's lovely." Yeah, yeah...here, have a closer look Die bitch what's up? What are you, a lung fish? What's up Aqua Man? Die bitch, die!! That's right!! Bitch!! Back to the school Fat bitch in the locker Couldn't fit her booty in So I cut her booty off Sometimes I feel like I'm already in hell Throwing up children on Delray smell Fuck those fucking fucks up!! Rich fucks!! Man, fuck those fucks!! Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills Where's that other little rich little fag Looking for Brandon Cause we can't stand him I know my boys make the bass go boom But shhh, you can hear jacking off in the boys room "Aww, aww, Dylan...aww I want your anus. Aww, you're so hot..." Kicked in the stall Then I kicked in his jaw Kicked him in his face And I kicked in his balls Punk tried to run but he couldn't try to wobble Bust him in the head with a empty Faygo bottle Took him to the staircase Jumped on his face Road him down the bumpy chase Can I hear him breathe one last note Stuffed his back down his throat Back to the locker Boy oh, boy oh Back to the locker Stuff the fucker! Back to the locker Boy oh, boy oh Back to the locker Fucking stuff that fucker! Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch Kelly, Kelly Your neden's kinda smelly Funk down your legs, and up to your belly But I'm with Delray So funk don't fade me Let me hit it, man You're finna kick the can Come on, bitch, man, you're getting ready to die anyway. Bitch, calm down. Let me get a little poontang, ya know what I'm saying? Let me get a little shrimp, bitch...you fidna die. Okay, cause I'm not a raper But ya still make morning paper Kelly found dead in her bathroom Naw, Kelly found dead in her dad's room No, Kelly found dead in her backyard Cause Kelly choked on a joker's card Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker Kelly wouldn't fit, chop, chop, chop, chop her Oh no, principal know what I'm about Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out Oh shit, they chase me Cause they found the bodies Now I run my ass off Yeah they're getting mad You can hear them cuss Didn't look both ways, and got hit by bus Crunched up under, tangled in the wheels Spit me out the muffler, you know how that feels Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince, so I clap cause I'm a big fan And straight busted my face on the street And here come the police And... 2 - 17 Dead Why must my visions be so clear? The truth? The truth, I've got work to do (Violent J) I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown Sewer gutter blood runs through my system Death stopped by but I must have just missed him Am I in a Southwest street gang? Do I bang? Do I slang? Do I let my muthafuckin' nuts hang? But do you care? I got stabbed in the eye and you wadn't nowhere And what about the time I got fucked? When I got shot in the throat, fucking sucked But your news wasn't on it You could give a fuck less Never the less Unless Something happened in your suburb I'mma cut your daddy's neck, you little fucking nerd I don't give a fuck where you're from boy So don't tell me cause I don't, give a fuck It's all about what's going on in your head Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead? (Chorus) 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead? 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead... "The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection..." (Violent J) I woke up next to a dead body Roll it out the way and jump out of bed Strap on my kicks and step out my room Cause somehow, there's another stiff in the bathroom Dead fucks all over the grass I'mma kick somebody in they dead ass Quick to make a left on Jefferson And I noticed there's another stiff riding shotgun Am I just seeing things? No Is your mother a soggy hoe? I like to drink Faygo, out in front of Scotty's But then one by one, my homeboys turned into dead bodies But I'm straight with that Just don't be leaving your guts in my car and shit "Yo, wait a minute, wait, get your head on straight" I drop seventeen tears from my eyes every fucking day I gotta wonder if they do Should I burn the rebel flag? Or the red, white, and blue too? I can't do much, but they can But those motherfuckers got a death wish, man I'm gonna swim in they blood shed Just to justify...the seventeen dead (Chorus) 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio Do or don't you care about the seventeen dead? 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio You could give a fuck less about the seventeen dead... "The seventeenth boyfriend lost his erection..." Yeah, dead bodies man. They ain't so bad. I mean they're all over the neighborhood and shit you know? But they don't be fucking with you. They just lay there dead and shit. I mean they tasted kinda straight, with a little mustard, man. Yeah... (Violent J) Seventeen dead bodies hanging from a telephone wire All seventeen on fire Lightening up the sky with the smell of death Rich, bigot, fucker, take a deep breath Looking at you makes me go batty Muthafucka, don't be nothing like your daddy Cause he's nothing but a redneck hoe Him and his kind created this ghetto They can't deal with they own creation Move out father, suburb vacation But it don't work like that Knock at your door and it's me running slug bat I'm a stick it to your fucking nugget About seventeen times and you're gonna love it Motherfucker, drive down my street And stare at the folks who can't make end's meet You don't know now, but that's the plan Most people in Hell were rich when they died, man Take that to your golden bed Cause I'ma cut ya ass up...for the seventeen dead 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio I'ma cut your ass up man for the seventeen dead 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio I'ma chop your ass up man for the seventeen dead 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio I'll chop you, I'll slice you seventeen dead 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio 17 dead in mi barrio Yeah...yeah...yeah... (Violent J) Well, ya know Violent J's kinda wicked If there's a booger in my nose, I'mma pick it And flick it in your eye like you ain't jack And stomp my boots on your nut sac (Shaggy 2 Dope) Well, I'm Shaggy and I'm in the house Ya don't think so, I'll put a brick in your mouth Can't nobody flex on the nutty clown I got boys downriver, straight Inktown (Mike E. Clark) Well, ya know I'm coming straight from the trailer park That's me out front working on the Skylark I'm waiting on a check, I don't cut the grass And my woman's got babies falling all out her ass (Greez-E) I'll be running with the carnival until I'm eighty Cause tonight I'm going out with the fat lady I strip the bitch down to the nitty gritty But I didn't say shit about her wooden titty 3 - The Stalker The stalker The stalker I'm gonna stalk this hoochie I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (Violent J) So I'm gripping this old piece of shit, right Here's this smoochie-poo at the stop light How's about date? 2 tickets for the circus, pick ya up at eight "Fuck no, you're loser" Yeah, but I'll stick my boot up your ass But I ain't nagging To the next light in my pink Volkswagon Oh, excuse me hoe, but I'm Violent J act like ya know "Violent J the country singer" No, Violent J the Southwest gangstero And the bitch was gone (Awww) So I followed her home (Huh?) Cause I got it going on (Hooo!) And I'm in the haugghhh (Yep) Parked in a spot good enough to hawk her Things you do when you's a stalker "So what happened?" "Well I really don't like to talk about it, but he ruined my life. I mean he was everywhere, everywhere I went" (Chorus) The stalker I think that this hoe likes me, yeah She tells you to fuck off with such class! Said I think that this hoe likes me Yeah, go on and get that ass! (Violent J) Well the stalker stalks his target Just happend to see her at the super market Oh, hi, hey, that peanut butter sucks You wouldn't like Jiffy it ain't got no nuts Why don't ya try these? She ran away scared and I'm staring at her butt cheeks Cause I know she love me She wanna tease and please and rub and dub me *ring* "Hello?" "Hi, it's me." *ring* "Hello?" "You love me." *ring* "Hello?" "I love you." *ring* "Hello? Hello?" Biggitty baw boo I'm back in the stone brick house Candle light dinner and some Mexican chow Yo, I know she gonna show up Tick tock, tick tock, tick....no luck Peep through her window Jack off in the backyard Somebody pulled a jokers card And you know when Joker caught ya Things you do when you's a stalker "Are you okay?" "I don't know, because I know he'll be back. He always comes back. I'll never be able to lead a normal life again." "It's okay." (Chorus) The stalker I think that this hoe likes me, yeah She tells you to fuck off with such class! Said I think that this hoe likes me Yeah, go on and get that ass! I'm gonna stalk this hoochie Hoochie, coochie, poochie I'm gonna stalk this hoochie Smoochie, coochie, poochie (Violent J) I've been hawking for about 2 weeks And I ain't even got a fucking kiss on the cheek She's with some fuck face I'ma put that college boy in a neckbrace I gotta just chill She loves me lots and that's for real That night, I snuck in her back door With a bucket of chicken and a bottle of Faygo Tip-toe tip-toe, creeping Cause I know my baby's sleeping Snuck in the bedroom looked through Aaahhh!! She stuck me in the eye with a broom Pulled it out Popped my eye back in and I can't find her Ran through the bedroom Ran through the living room Ran for the bathroom Gotta take a dune Now I'm stressed, pulling out my hair I think I heard that bitch upstairs Up the steps, wicked clown Then I hear a clicking sound Honey is that you? How's bout a kissie smoochie poo Her daddy's gun to my nugget Never liked the bitch anyway, fuck it "So what'd you do?" "I tried run but he was always right there, just ahead of me. He would always catch me and hurt me." (Chorus repeat until end) The stalker I think that this hoe likes me, yeah She tells you to fuck off with such class! Said I think that this hoe likes me Yeah, go on and get that ass! 4 - In The Haugh!! (Violent J) I'm Violent J I breathe toxic fumes and throw my lungs up all over your brand new patent-leather penny loafers, (Shaggy 2 Dope) You ffffuck I'm 2 Dope I got sick ass sewer sludge stuck in my throat And I live in a big pipe on Zug Island So stop by and have a bowl of rust, you fucking bitch ass faggot Faggot You bitch ass faggot (Violent J) I'm in a southwest Detroit Delray Inner City ghetto street gang I got people who want me dead, but everytime they run up on me I get scared, and my skull explodes all over those motherfuckers (Shaggy 2 Dope) Sometimes I get hungry, man But there ain't nothing in the box but a brick sandwich So I start hurting that motherfucker And I chew on that bitch till my jaw breaks Which don't fade me, cause I'm a hoodlum And I don't exist to you fucks You fucks You green grass fucks (Violent J) Fuck me and I'll fuck you, fucker We coming, motherfucker...we coming to get ya...coming to get ya... How you see me is what you get It's all how you see me is what ya get Carnival of Carnage is coming How you see me is what you get (Violent J) I was sleeping good in my bed Woke up to find my brain fell out my head Stuffed it back in with a screwdriver Rah! Rah! I'm that much liver I can walk on my hands on a tight rope But then I always fall and bust my ass But it don't matter, really don't matter Don't matter, don't matter, cause I'm in the haugh!!! (Chorus) In the haugh, in the haugh! Violent Violent J's in the motherfucking haugh! I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh! We in the motherfucking WHAT?!!! Haugh! Wicked wicked town Southwest down Wicked jokers kill Southwest thrill (Shaggy 2 Dope) Get off me dog, I'm shitfaced I mean, I ain't got shit on my face, but ya know People in the suburbs hate me (Why?) Southwest carnival crazy (Ahh!!) My mind ain't nothing but a lemon I mean it's fucking yellow and shit I don't know man, fuck off You can't fade me, vato, cause I'm in the haugh! (Chorus) In the haugh, in the haugh! 2 Dope Shaggy's in the motherfucking haugh! I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh! We's in the motherfucking WHAT?!!! Haugh! Wicked wicked town Southwest down Wicked jokers kill Southwest thrill (Greez-E) I'm Greez-E and I can moonwalk But I don't cause that shit's so fucking played out Instead I just grab this wang And tell you that I'm in the haugh, bitch Parachute pants and moonboots Chilling on the corner, butt-naked, hurting Fruit Loops Fuck a hillbilly goat Sitting in the tub, I'll let my nuts float Cause I'm in the haugh (Chorus) In the haugh, in the haugh! Greez-E's in the motherfucking haugh! I'm in the haugh, you's in the haugh! We's in the motherfucking WHAT?!!! Haugh! Wicked joker town Southwest down Wicked jokers kill Southwest thrill Southwest is in the haugh! Greez-E is in the haugh! I'm in the haugh, in the haugh, in the haugh! E Dog's in the haugh! Chris Boneki's in the house! Jumpsteady in the house! I'mma in the house too! Mike Clark in the haugh! Rabbit head recipe's in the haugh! Wicked town Southwest down Wicked joker's kill Southwest thrill Wicked town Southwest down Wicked joker's kill Southwest thrill 5 - Chop Chop (feat. Esham) *Beep* Yeah, yeah, then you know what you can do? You can be a couple of pleasers And take some tweezers And bust every hair off my nut sack Paste them to your back Then jump on the E track And suck my dick exactly where's it at, hoe Dead body man... Dead body man... Dead body man... Dead body man... Dead body man... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... Juggalos... (Violent J) Hey, hey, it's the wicked joker And we coming to the valley and I'll smoke ya Choke ya! Kick the clown in the forehead And I'm juggling, juggling your head You big fat, redneck, muddy ass hick I'm a city slicker And I'm coming to get ya Hit ya And the carnivals gonna get with ya Oh, I might as well mention That I come from another dimension You never seen nothing like this, boy Magic acts of pain and joy Keystone copper, try to get me But I pack a French curler with me Ha! And the officer let me off quick Here's a Dunking double dip You fat piece of shit Hehe, picture that (That) Packing a magic wand and a top hat Cause something gotta stop Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop! (Chorus) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop (Chop, chop!) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop (Violent J) Detroit's air is toxic My eyeball's popped out they sockets And fried in the street like a steak-um Shake them Bake them Break them off something from the smoke stack I been breathing all my life, so I'm dying anyway I'm nothing but a radiation freak show My arm fell off and it bounced on the floor Carnival left out the alley (Alley, alley) And we stopping in Sunny Valley Jumping up and down on a richie's head And I'm gonna jump till he's finally dead Jump, jump, jump, jump... They got no love, yet they got control They'll never touch my funky soul Street top bullet sent shock Now we can run or we can walk Either way something gotta stop Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop! (Chorus) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop (Chop, chop!) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop (Esham) Wicked clown, wicked clown What's up come's down Before my nuts go soft, juggle them around Bitch wanna join the carnival circus? Grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerk this I gotta catch these carnival thrills New born baby empty heads I drill Chills, thrills, bigots write wills An axe to the forehead usually kills If this ain't hell, I can't tell Hang my body on a cross with some rusty nails If I juggle ya Call me a juggla I'm a nap burgler Voodoo smuggler See, I got the symptoms of insanity I'm down with J from the ICP I'm down with him and he's down with me So if we gotta chop, C-H-O-P (Violent J) Running down the block Someone hit me with a rock And my brains all over the street But I'm a wicked clown And I'm up and down And all over this Esham beat (Esham) So if I gotta chop, then I guess I gotta chop If I chop, then I gotta chop, chop But you can never stop (Violent J) Sucker, you could never drop Wicked clowns cause ya know we love to chop, chop! (Chorus) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop (Chop, chop!) Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Swing, swing, swing and chop chop chop Chop, chop! Chop, chop! Chop, chop! 6 - Joke Ya Mind No man get the fuck away from my store man! You make it look bad...get the fuck outta here. What the fuck, get the fuck outta here you bum! Ain't nobody gonna tell me where I can sleep, shit. Fuck him, I'm fidna sleep here, it's better here anyway. I'm cold, rich people ain't cold. Shit, they got money and they warm. I'm cold and broke...as a joker. A clown... out here making people laugh...rich people laugh. I suppose it's funny to see me out here freezing my ass off. I can sleep now. Ain't nobody gonna take that away. I can sleep in this spot. (Chorus) Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joker jumping joker sing Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Wicked clown is in the house (Violent J) Wake up in my golden bed The wicked thoughts inside my head Step outside, glide away Nothing's wicked here today I can breathe the magic mist And excel your every wish Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud I can jump across the land Wind up in the emerald sand Swing the jewels of endless time Take it all, cause it's mine Pour a bowl of chocolate soup Serve it with the Fruit Loop This is my world, I am king Joka sing, joka sing... (Chorus) Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joker jumping joker sing Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Wicked clown is in the house (Violent J) I can fall in love like that In my world she loves me back If I choose, I choose alone Freak is gone Boys is on Cause the homies watch your back Life is over like that Once it's done, it's done, it's dead Ticky tocky ticky dead If you feel the need to go Go, go, won't ya go They call you a freak show Welcome to the carnival Yes, ladies and gentlemen!! The wicked clowns will arrive in your town soon, and believe me, it won't be pretty!! Justice must be served!! To the uncaring, selfish, wealthy ones, be prepared and get ready to catch 400 years of hell. And, oh, one last note to all...wicked clown is in the house!!!!! (Chorus) Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Welcome to the carnival (Repeat 4 times) I can breathe the magic mist And excel your every wish Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud (Chorus) Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Joke your mind, joke your mind Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Welcome to the carnival (Repeat 2x) I can breathe the magic mist And excel your every wish Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them bells, ring them loud (Repeat 2x) I can breathe the magic mist And excel your every wish Juggla jump from cloud to cloud Ring them bells, ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Ring them loud Joke ya, joke ya, joke ya mind Wicked clown is in the house Hey, hey you fuckin' hobo get up muh'fucka! What you got man? I don't got nothing man! What you got muthafucka? I don't got nothing man! Alright mothafucka, fuck off then! (Trashcans fallling) (Repeat till end) The stalker