The Great Milenko
[Intro] [Great Milenko]
[Hokus Pokus] [Piggy Pie]
[How Many Times?] [Southwest
Voodoo]
[Halls Of Illusions] [Under
The Moon] [What Is A Juggalo?]
[House Of Horrors] [Boogie
Woogie Wu] [The Neden Game]
[Hellaluja] [Down With The Clown]
[Just Like That]
[Pass Me By]
Girl: Punkin', Put some music on. I feel like dancing.
Redneck: Hold on sugar, I'm fixing to right now. All right now come over here
woman, lets get this shindig started! WOO! Come on everybody!
::music::
::cheering::
::music fades::
Redneck: Now what in the hell is wrong with this juke machine?
Voice: Be warned my children, 6 will visit, followed by the crumbling of time
Itself. Before the coming of Shangrilad a dark carnival will sweep across the
land. As a shadow, plagued with destruction. A parade of freaks, jugglers and
death. This retched nightmare is led by 6 faces, 3 have come, 3 have gone. The
fourth emerges, now.
::rumbling::
::plates break::
Redneck: Now what in the hell is going on?
Voice: He walks among us as a shadow. Void of light, Powered by your own
darkness, strengthened by your own wickedry. A horrid reflection of your very
own deep desires cast and reflected back, upon, yourself. BROTHERS AND
SISTERS! THE TIME HAS COME FOR THE NECROMASTER! THE UNLEASHING OF THE FOURTH
JOKERS CARD! THE ARRIVAL OF, THE GREAT, Milenko, Milenko, Milenko
::pounding::
Redneck: What this damn, thing. Marie Ann, what the hell is wrong with this
music box?
Girl: Don't mind that old thing honey. It does that all the time.
Great Milenko -[x8]-
Come one come all and witness
The magic i introduce to you.
An acult sorcerer of the ancient craft of necromancy.
A caster of mind bending illusions,
From the nevervoid of the shadow walkers.
Excelled from Shangra-La.
The Great Milenko
Great Milenko -[x8]-
Ladies and Gentlemen,
witness the keeper of arcane wicked voodoo magic.
A beguiler of spells hexes and curses with the help of potions,
tablets and ancient relics from the forbidden realm of the dark
carnival.
Ladies and gentlemen, the Great Milenko
Great Milenko -[x8]-
Serial sliders with stranglers
Juggulin Juggilin Jugglers
Foaming Phat floppin ditty freaks
IC fuckin P in the house
Abracadabra Boom Shacka Day
I'm violent J and i'm back like a vertabre
and i come with a hat full of tricks
a trunk full of faygo and car full of fat chicks
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha fuck you
wicked clowns we'd like to say 'what's up'
to the cobras, x-men, and counts
and everybody with clown love even somes i've never heard of
Rolled into town and out with the big top
Four cards down and two more still to drop
and when it does i pack up and hit the road
cause i don't want to see your head explode
Toss me an axe and i'll toss you a dead chicken
add a buck and you get a two liter wit dem
and when the kiddies say 'on with the show'
it's hokus pokus jokus,great milenko
once again the psychotic carnival creatures in the house
hoccus poccus jokkus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
southwest slithering snakes of darkness
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Shazam, Bam! shaggy like a locust
Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis
Call me a psycho skitzofreak and i call you by your name
Jack Ass
Cause i could give two shits and a fuck
i bounced off into a popcorn clown truck
i'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard
I grab your gizard
Jump on a carpet let's take a spin
Everybody's waitin' for the show to begin
Up to the top by the neck and let you go
Try to land in the glass of Faygo
You suck.
You missed the fuckin glass
Broken neck and busted your fuckin ass
but the kiddie says 'on with the show'
hoccus poccus jokkus Great Milenko
awaits you after death rub the lamp and explore
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Enter Milenko's fun house walk right through the wretched halls
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck 'em all.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck 'em all.
Clown Dog Freak Dog Joker Dog Milenko Dog
this is the joker cards flashing in your mother's face
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Rude boy & chuckey down with the clown
First time we ever went to Mexican town
I remember we couldn't pay the bill They got hot
and beat us down in the fucking parking lot
(back noise) FUCK YOU!
hold yes jump steady and Nate the mac
tag ICP by the train tracks
and it was on dawn of a new day
magical carpets gripping down the free way
Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp
and walked out with a magical lamp
i met Milenko, he gave me three wishes
that night, i fucked three phat bitches
Think, get the fuck with it forget it
i rip your face off and wipe my ass with it
When a kiddie says "on with the show"
It's hokus pokus jokus Great Milenko
Climb aboad our magic trian and join us in song
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
From city to village hamlin to town the show must go on
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Giant ladies. Bearded ladies. Midget ladies at Ladies.
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Clouds of darkness and undereath them come the clowns
hokus pokus jokus ride
come take a spin on a carni ride
Fuck that.
COME AND GET IT!
Whoo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken
ass to snack on bitch.
So here, start with a slice of fresh piggie pie motherfucker
The first little piggy, his house is made out of wood
he lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood
he likes to fuck his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fucking swine
I rode into town with my axe in my holster
everybody knows about the wicked piggy buster
a farmer at the border tried to take me out
i threw my axe with the quickness and cut his chicken feathers out
walked in the village and into the piggie's place
he opened up the door and popped me in the face
it belew me off the porch and cracked my head in half
but i'm a juggalo, so it only made me laugh [he he]
40 in hand i rose from the dead
and through with all my might made a ping noise off his head
since we out west, i had a little fun
and pulled his fucking tongue out of the back of his cranium
Three little piggies little piggie pie
cause there's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
i might chose a gun (no) i might choose an axe (yes)
the carnival of clowns come and get your piggy sex
The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
and this little piggy is a motherfuckin dick
he sits on his bed shakins all the respect
but if i get a chance, i'm goin straight for the neck
he walked in the room and the everybody rose
locked off bucket chillin underneath my clothes
first they let the piggy now you can finally sit with
but what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet
now i see the bailiff i'm thinkin what the fuck?
i can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up
Oh this man, i let him get away
that tied motherfucker will probably die tommorow anyway
here comes the piggy, it's time for my case
his eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin face
he saw my jokers smile and sentenced me a dime
So i wrecked on the bucket and made it fuckin rain pork rhines
Three little piggies little piggie pie
cause there's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
i might chose a gun (no) i might choose an axe (yes)
the carnival of clowns come and get your piggy sex -[x2]-
The last little piggy his house is made out of gold
he lives in a mansion on his own private road
i started walking down it the guard he told me "wait"
i bounced off his head and did a jackie chan over the gate
cause this little piggy must definately fry
how my life is lookin off and toss it in the sky
and then i watched the moon take the form of the devil
and pulled it out of the sky and beat it with a shovel
people in my city, they fightin for their meals
he sleeps on a mattress stuffed with 100$ bills
a richie is the devil he never really made it
so i'm gonna take his money stacks and stuff his face with it
opened up his door, he's sleepin in his bed.
i grabbed a freakin boulder and laid it upside his head
he begs for his life i told him it's too late
and took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate
cause i mean
Three little piggies little piggy pie
cause there's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy cry
i might chose a gun (no) i might choose an axe (yes)
the carnival of clowns come and get your piggy sex -[x4]-
[guy 1] hotline
[guy 2] ha-hello.
[guy 1] what up?
[guy 2] what's up? i'm not sure that i want to live any more that's
what's up
[guy 1] hold on
*music* hello?
[guy 2] i..i need someone to talk to
[guy 1] call your mom
[guy 2] my mother died last year
[guy 1] serves her right bitch Ha ha ha Ha! i'm just playin fuck nuts.
listen. when ever your feelin low, just page me and i'll call you
[guy 2] you will?
[guy 1] sure. i'll call you a nerdy bitch for botherin me. now, don't
blow your fuckin head off
[guy 2] why not? who cares if i do?
[guy 1] the poor guy thats got to clean that shit up. if you're gonna do
it, do it outside or somethin
[guy 2] you..you think i won't really do it? don't you?
[guy 1] honestly. i can give a rat's ass
[guy 2] you think i won't huh? you think i'm kiddin? you think i...
[guy 1] do it. do it fucker. bring me the gun i'll fuckin do it for ya
*BANG*
Hello? Hello? are you there?
[guy 2] hello?
[guy 1] i knew you wouldn't do it you scary bitch
Chorus
How many times will I ask myself why,
How many times.
How many times will I ask myself why,
How many times will I cry.
How many times will I ask myself why,
How many times.
How many times will I ask myself why,
How many times will I cry.
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what tha fuck does that do?
You feel better now, I didn't let you pass
How bout i stop and beat your fucking ass
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife
Some where in that house theres a butcher knife
Fucking junk swinging his fist about
Why dont you wait until hes a sleeps and take him out
How many time will sit in a hot car
Traffic jam, been sitting there for a fucking hour
Must be an exit then I hope no body died
I finally get there and the crash is on the other side
Cunt klunkers roles by and kite slow
Hoping they could see a mangled body show
Some park and stand there and watch it all
With here kids they point and fucking stair
One time I was pulled over, hand cuffed the cop was like shows over
People watching hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke their fucking heads
chorus
How many times will I wait in a line
Its 3:30 I've fucking got There at 9:00
IM finally up to the front cant wait a nother minute
Why am I here to pay a fucking parking ticked
Lady at the counter acts like a fucking bitch
No simles, no help, ya just a piece of shit
I'm getting pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car and there it is antother ticket
How many times will a crack kid smoke crack
And ask me for some money cause he wants crack
Give him money fuck that hes comming back
Walk away and heres another baby crack
How many times will a kid give a dirty look
A litte punck ass, bitch trying to be a crook.
I wrote the book, I was out robbing licker stores
When you were a nut stain in ya mommas drowers
chorus
How many times will you seal my car stero, it dont work
You feel like a bitch dont ya
I vaccumed all the fucking glass of my from my seat
I sit down got a piece stuck in my butt cheak.
How many time did I walk in and just sit
And have to lisetn and learn all this bull shit
Living history and sicence fucking wait
Knowing that will that put food on my plate
Can I walk into McDonalses into the counter
And tell them you can make lime stone from gun power
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit,
Fuck no fuck you and shut your fuck lips
How many time will a judge decide my fate
Who is he a bitch, nothing great
He takes shits and fuck his own floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my fucking life
(vocal ad lib) Voodoo, runnin' from my magic. (chorus:) Ray kay shay,
Shooga-booga ba, Southwest Voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo doped up
killa! Magic, dark magic, yo. (end chorus) Met this kid named Louie Lou,
He thought he could fuck with this voodoo. So I turned his head into a
lima bean, And then flicked it off his shoulders, ping! From Mookan House
to Shangra La, Egyptian Pharohs, kumpa-ta. Follow me, and join us as we
pray, To the seventeen moons of Kunga Delray. Walked in the luchroom
chantin' spells, With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells, Got my own food,
who wants some? I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue. A non-believer
once started to laugh, So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass! Then
everybody heard him squeal, "This voodoo shit's for real!" It just takes:
(pre-chorus:) A head from a newt, a wing from a bat, A tongue from a
snake, a tail from a rat, A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow, And
a little itty-bitty itty drip of faygo! (end pre-chorus) (chorus)
(chorus) Gripped out Vernor on a windy night, Ya see voodoo scribblins in
the moonlight, Painted all on the city street, It's the ancient craft of
gang-bangin'! Hey! J! What's in the bag? A shrunken head, and shrivled
scrotum sac! Why? Ya think voodoo's fake? Come to the graveyard, I'll
make the dead wake. Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba. Sleep no longer, raise,
quick! Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba, "Leave us alone, you fuckin' punk
bitch!" Well, fuck it, I ain't that done yet, But one day you can bet I'm
a freak! (w/echo) We'll make the whole world dance with the dead, And
just like my homey said, it only takes, (pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus)
Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, Voodoo,
runnin' from my magic, I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and flick ya nuts!
(pre-chorus) (pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus)(w/vocal as lib)
Ticket please, thanks, walk through the doors
Into the Halls of Illusions, visit yours
And see what could've, and should've, and would've been real
But you had to fuck up the whole deal
Let's take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way, it takes all day
And when ya get to the end, ya find a chair
With straps and chains, we slap you in there
Lock you down tight so ya can't move a thread
And pull your eyelids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just too bad it ain't worth seein'
Ya walk in and see two kids on the floor
They playin' Nintendo and he's got the high score
And sittin' behind them, chillin' in the chair
Is ya wife, when ya look, oh!, you ain't there
With some other man in the hand and hand
How she looks so happy ya don't understand
See this is an illusion it never came true
All because of you
Back to reality and what you're about
Your wife can't smile cuz you knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin' hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin' drunk piece of shit
But it's all good, here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And your death comes wicked painful and slow
At the hands of Milenko
*** Great Milenko wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Look who's next it's Mister Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer park
Ya got your ticket? Thanks, take your coat off
And later on, why not? I'll rip ya throat off
Let's take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way, it takes all day
And when ya get to the end, ya find a chair
Ya see all the blood, yeah, your boy was just here
We get all different kinds of people comin' through
Richies, chickens, and bitches just like you
In the Halls, everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your illusion before ya burn
What do we have here, oh dear, no way
It looks like ya kids in the OK
Your daughter's chillin' up in college, top grades
And your son's a fuckin' doctor, fat paid
They got families and kids and it's all good
They even coach Little League in the neighborhood
Is this true, have ya really seen the Holy Ghost?
Nah bitch, not even close
Back to reality, your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin' smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even whip 'em with the chord on the telephone
And that reminds me man, hey you got a call
"Watch ya step to Hell, it's a long fall!"
***
Now it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, OK, dig it
We can't show an illusion cuz we're all packed, but...
I'll still cut your neck out, how's dat?
***
I'm still here..under the moon. I was just a child but you seemed like so
much more tha way you would approach me and drift across tha floor,I'd
see you in tha hall and you'd kiss me with a smile I never understood it
was I even worth tha while? The other kids at school they would hate me
and they'd spit cuz I was just a no one to them I wasn't shxt but you
would always hold me and stand there by my side we were only 17 we'de be
together till we died but then all happened tha ever dreadful day
somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay you pointed him out
to me my thoughts began to race I TOOK MY DADDY'S 45 AND SHOT HIM IN THA
FXCKIN FACE I did it all for you and though I'm facin years I would do
tha time just to equal all your tears the last thing that you told me
when I left the courtroom is that we'd always be together cuz we're both
under the moon. "ill forever love you even in your doom we'll always be
together cuz we're both under the moon" I sit here in my cell and the
walls are made of stone I justified your pain but now I sit alone I write
another letter I write one everyday I never got a letter back I write em
anyway I try to call collect your number has been changed I'm starin at
the light bulb and I start to feel deranged you never came to visit me I
sit facin tha glass no one's on tha other side and now its in tha past my
head is always spinnin I'm poundin on the wall I feel like I'm forgotten
no sign of you at all you're probly gettin married you're probly gettin
fxcked I'LL BREAK OUT OF THIS CAGE AND TRY TO CUT THAT MUTHAFXCKA UP i
curl up in the corner my body will corrode my teeth are turning into dust
skin is growing mold I'm starin out tha window of my eternal doom I know
that you are out there somewhere underneath the moon. "i'll forever love
you even in your doom we'll always be together cuz we're both under the
moon" Many many years many more to go duz she still remember? God he only
knows I now become a savage they chain me to a wall I still can see your
body I still can hear ya call I'm nothin but a maggot I'm locked away and
lost the world that duzn't want me my dignity is tossed and to tha girl
for who I feel this doom look here...fuck you and the moon!
What is a juggalo? Let me think for a second. Oh! He gets butt-naked and
then he walks through the streets, winking at freaks, with a two-liter
stuck in his butt-cheeks. What is a juggalo? He just don't care. He might
try to put a weave in his nut-hair. Cuz, he can give a fuck less what a
bitch thinks. He tell her that her butt stinks, and all that. What is a
juggalo? He drinks like a fish. And then he starts hugging people like a
drunk bitch. Next thing, he's pickin fights with his best friends. Then
he starts with the hugging again. Fuck! What is a juggalo? A fuckin
lunatic. Somebody with a rope tied to his dick. Then he jumps out a
ten-story window. Oh! What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well,
fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the
clown, and I'm down for life, yo. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what
it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm
down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. Southwest? We juggalos.
Down river? We juggalos. Jefferson? We juggalos. Fuckin everybody? We
juggalos. I'm the juggaluggaluggaroni. Get the fuck up. Get the fuck
outta here. What is a juggalo? A dead body. Well, he ain't really dead,
but he ain't like anybody that you've ever met before. He'll eat
Monopoly, and shit out Connect Four. What is a jugg...? What the fuck?
Man that shit is whack. Don't worry about my shit, just rap mutha fucka.
What is a juggalo? He ain't a bitch boy. He'll walk through the hills and
beat down a rich boy. Walks right in the house when you're having supper.
And dip is nutz in your soup, bloop. What is a juggalo? Well, he ain't a
phoney. He'll walk up and bust a nut in your maceroni. And watch you sit
there and finish up the last bit. Cuz your a stupid-ass, dumb, fuckin
idiot. What is a juggalo? He's a graduate. He graduated from...well? At
least he got a job. He's not a dumb putz. He works for himself, scratchin
his nutz, ha. What is a juggalo? A Hulkamaniac. He power bombs mutha
fuckas into thumb tacks. People like him till they find out that he's
unstable. He Sabu's your momma through a coffe table. What is a juggalo?
A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know? What is a juggalo? I
don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for life, yo. I'm
the juggaluggaluggaroni. Get the fuck up. Get the fuck outta here. I'm
the juggaluggaluggaroni. I figured you wouldn't understand. What is a
juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I know. What is a
juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for
life, yo. What is a juggalo? A juggalo. Ask what it is, well, fuck if I
know. What is a juggalo? I don't know. But I'm down with the clown, and
I'm down for life, yo. Detroit? We juggalos. Cleveland?We juggalos. St.
Louie? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos. Everybody? We juggalos.
Everybody? We juggalos. Fuckin everybody? We juggalos. Everybody? We
juggalos. What is a juggalo?
"Hey there, do ya like excitement?" "Yeah." "Do ya like
suspense?"
"Uh-huh." "Do you like Nel Carter?" "Tst-no." "Good,
cuz you won't find
her here, this is the house of horrors. And for you it's absolutely free,
step right in." "Thanks." "Say no more stupid-ass, your breath says
enough." Hello? It's so dark. Don't lose me. C'mon, I found a door.
Wabugawoo, Waaa! Welcome to the house of horrors, Ya born in a barn, shut
the fuckin' door. Ya see, bam, cuz I'm about to scare ya, Bbbblblblblbl,
okay now I dare ya. Close ya eyes, open up ya mouth, and count to ten,
Don't wanna, huh? Cuz ya know my nuts are goin' in, I'm twisted, I'll cut
ya finger off, and stick it in ya butt, Ooouuuuhhhhh, and glue it shut.
This is when I get get crazy, lemme show ya somethin', Bbbbbbb! Ya know
what that means? It don't mean nothin', ha-ha! But it scared ya, cuz
people don't be doin' that shit, But me, bbbbbbbb, bitch, bbbbb, I'm all
about it? (Bbbbbbbbb) Guess what, I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit,
I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the silly rabbit, Uh! Cut the lights
off, see that shit, I'm glowin' Alright, I'm done, cut 'em back on, wait,
where ya goin'? Welcome to the House of Horrors! (Chorus:) Comes from
within me, me, me. Comes from within me, horrors, hey. Comes from within
me, me, me. Come to the House of Horrors, hey. (end chorus) (chorus)
Honey, I'm not having a good time. I know, C'mon, This must be the way
out. Hey, what the fuck, come here guys, grab a chair, Don't mind me
drinkin' my beer in my underwear. C'mon, let's play some cardback, I just
gotta story, "Hey, keep it down in there, Shaggs, what the hell?" Sorry!
Look at that shit! (what?) You almost got me grounded, I'm a have to take
your forehead and pound it. I'll bend you over, and tie you up to a pole,
And strech your nuts back, and fling 'em up your butthole! I'm a phantom,
listen to me, ahhh, That didn't do it? How 'bout this? Ahhhh!!! I'm so
scary, they call me Joey Terrifyin', Did ya know that? (yeah) No ya
didn't, I was lyin'! I represent Igors, I'm yellin' in town, I'm comin'
outta southwest, Wicked Clowns! Bathroom? Yeah, it's right there, down
the hall, Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all, Amuck,
naya, baaa, but that's two, Wait a minute, hey, don't leave me yet, hey!
Welcome to the House of Horrors! (chorus) (chorus) Honey? What? I'm
s-scared. I know, sweetie, come on! (vocal interlude w/laughs) Jump
Steady, Nate the Mack, lemme tell ya somethin', With Billy Bill and Rude
Boy, (what about 'em?) Nothin'! They're my boys, I just had to give 'em
props, And together we form the cyclops! He-he-he-he-he look at you,
he-he, you're a bitch. Should I let you're ass go? Ha-ha-ha-ha, no. I'll
let your bitch out, but you get the bone, Run along sugar-tits, he ain't
comin home. "Dont let the door hit you where the good lord split ya,
bitch."
The beast lives, out of the raging storm, in the dead of night. The
ravenous, blood-sick creature, searches for it's sacrifice. Through the
hideous darkness, it lurches. Driven by death itself. Only the
satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from
which it came. *chorus* Boys and girls, it's nighty-night time. Happy J
the clown has a nursery rhyme. It's about, The Boogie Woogie Man, Keep
Your Light On As Long As You Can, cuz when it cuts off, so does your
head, Boogie Woogie Woogie waits under your bed with a shank, splahh, up
through the bottom. Little Jimmy Jimmy, uuuhhhh, GOT 'EM! It's the one
and only Boogie Man, he creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides, if your
little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed, you're running on
stubs mutha fucka!!! Well, moonlight fills the room that you sleep in,
things go bump in the night, me creeping. OUCH! FUCK, I stubbed my toe!
If you just quit leaving your shit all over the fucking floor. Fuck it,
you're dead anyway, and I'm gonna leave your head smack dead in the
hallway. In the morning, when your daddy walks out, aahhhh, his foot's in
your mouth, thanks to the Boogie Man! *Chorus* Does the Boogie Man really
exist? Well, is your mother a bald-headed freak bitch? YES, you fall
asleep and wake up dead with a broken broom sticking out your forehead. I
sing lullabies until you dose off, tie you down, and chew your fucking
toes off, and then spit 'em out back in your face, spppewwaaa. FUCK, wash
your feet bitch! The world's famous Boogie Woogie Wu will come to you,
slumber parties, sleep overs, intimate nights, what ever the ocassion by
the midnight hour. He will gladly come and FUCK that shit up. I don't
beat women, fuck that, I'm above it, but I'll cut her fucking neck and
think nothing of it. "You Didn't Know The Boogie Man Was A Clown, But
When You See The Juggla, You Holding Your jugular." With a swing, chop,
stab, swing, chop, you holding your neck together, but your nuts drop.
And the cops do the best they can, they pull the axe out your face and
say, "Was It The Boogie Man? What Was He Wearing?" *chorus* Please don't
let me fall asleep, cuz the Boogie Man will creep, through my window, in
my room, stab me with a broken broom. Please don't let me fall asleep,
cuz the Boogie Man will creep, through my window, in my room,
staaaahhhh......"BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE!" It's the incredible, undeadable
Boogie Man, go head, pull the covers over your head, hide under them, he
don't give a fuck! It'll just make it that much more easier for him to
suffocat your face! There's three ways to stop me from doing what I
do......What? You think I'm gonna tell you? "Mom, Can You Leave The Door
Open A Bit?" Thanks, an easy way in you fucking idiot. Now I stretch your
neck out, and play it like a banjo, boom, darm, boom, darm, like that
shit, yo? Then I strech it out more and fling your head through the wall,
it's the Boogie Man y'all!
Let's meet contestant number one. He's a skitsofrantic, serial-killer
clown who says, women love his sexy smile. Let's find out if his charm
will work on Sharron. Sharron, what's your question? "Contestant number
one, I believe first impressions last forever, so let's say you were to
come over to my parent's house and have dinner with me and my family.
Tell me what you would do to make that first impression really stick."
Let's see, um, well, I'd have to think about it, I might show up in a
tux. Hah, but I doubt it. I'd probably just show up naked like I always
do and lick your momma in the eye and tell her, FUCK YOU! Hurry up bitch,
I'm hungry. I smell spagetti, I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, GET
THE FOOD READY! Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed.
I'd have top walk up and bust him in his FUCKING LIPS. It's dinner time,
we hearing grace from your mother, I pull a forty out and pour some for
your little brother. I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you
this, you know for only 13, she got some BIG tits. After that, your dad
will try to jump again, and only this time, I put the FORTY to his chin.
After your mom does the dishes and the silverware, I dry fuck her till I
nut in my underwear! *laughing* Now, let's me contestant number two, he's
a pychopathic, diranged crack head freak who works for the dark carnival.
He says women call him strech nuts, Sharron let's hear your question. "I
like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions, a man who
expresses himself in his own special way. Number two, if you fell in love
with me, exactly how would you let me know?" First thing, I could never
love you. You sound like a richy-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU! But if I did, I'd
probably show you that I care, by taking all these other mutha FUCKAS
outta here! I'd go through your phone book, and whack 'em all, and find
contestant number one, and break his fucking jaw. "WHAT?" Anyone who
looked at you, would have to pay, I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all
day! I'd grab your titties, and strech 'em down past your waist, let 'em
go, and watch 'em both spring up in your face. I'd sing love songs to ya
the best I can, get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN! When we go to
the beach and walk through the sand, I throw a little in your face, and
say, I'm just playin. As you spit it all out, I rub your back, and grab
your underwear, and WEDGE IT UP YOUR ASSCRACK! *laughing* Well, it sounds
like contestant number two is just overflowing with sensativity Sharron.
It's a tough choice so far. Sharron, let's have your last question and
see which on is going to win the rights to your neden. "Okay, if we were
at dance club, and you both noticed me at the same time, tell me, how
would you each get my attention and what would your pick up line be?
*well* Who's ever the smoothest wins!" Okay, first I'd slide up to the
bar, and tell that I can't believe how fucking fat you are. I'd tell you
that I like the way you make your titties shake. And if you lost a little
wait, you'd look like Rickie Lake! FUCK THAT, you'd be jocking me quick,
I'd order you a drink, and stir it with my dick. And then to get your
attention in a crowded place, I'd simply walk up and STICK MY NUTS IN
YOUR FACE! Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo, that'll get her. Tell her
that she's fat, YEAH, that'll work even better. Look, FUCK YOU, I got a
strong rap, you don't want contestant number two, he's mad whack. I walk
into a barn and there he was, standing up on a bucket, eewwaa, trying to
fuck it. It was a big, fucking smelly, ass farm loma. DAMN DOG, how you
gonna dis your momma! *laughing*
"Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me." "Give God
the first portion of your income." "Give it first! Not after the deducts.
Not after the social security, and the hospitalization, and the
malnutrition. Not after all these things on ya check, ya say 'I'm a give
God a little what's left.' You do, and that's what you gonna get from
God." Who am I? I'm not the Devil, I can take you to my level, Above the
rocks, above the earth, Tell me what your soul is worth. How much money
do you make? How much will you let me take? I will give you tranquility,
Just send you wealth and checks to me. Life is going to expire, And your
soul will burn in fire. You will perish in the thunder, Unless you call
my hotline number. God has asked you to make me rich, Me and my fat-whack
gaudy bitch. On your T.V.'s late at night, Send those checks, and I'll
guide you to the light. "Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers
and sisters. There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is
little Jonathan. Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people." "Hello."
"Jonathan has problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine, but we
can heal this boy! For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this
boy!" God called me and then stopped by, And he told me you're gonna die,
Unless you buy my holy water, Check, cash, or a money order. This is
true, don't question me, I'll even send you shit for free. It's only ten
bucks for the call, And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all. Put your
lips up to the screen, Close your eyelids, and intervene, Your lips to
mine, now send the cash, And while you're there, you can kiss my ass.
Take your paycheck, and send me half, And I'll send you God's autograph.
I'll get you Allah's, and Bhuddah's too, Even Zeus, I dont give a fuck
who, Just send me that money. "Would you like to be healed, little
Jonathan?" "Yeah, Reverend." "You see, brothers and sisters,
this-"
Beep-beep! Beep-beep! "Excuse me. I told you never to page me on a sermon
day. Yes? Uh-huh. Hellalujah. Howdy. People, that was the lord, today
only, he will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars!" Pass the
collection plate, Pass the collection plate, Pass the collection plate,
Pass the collection plate, (Show me how you give, I'll tell you how to
live.) Your total's twenty-two eleven, Throw your set of keys to heaven.
Make the checks out in my name, Me or God it's all the same. Bring your
crippled ass to me, Pay my usher the holy fee. I'll bless your legs, and
bless your chair, Then wheel your bitch ass outta here. Now a special
ceremony, This part don't cost any money. Drip a drop of blessed water,
Now I fertalize your daughter. Even though I fucked a hooker, Took your
baby girl and shook her, You still buy everything I sell, And I'm livin'
well, See you in hell! "Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five
thousan-Hellalujah! You did it, brothers and sisters! Are you ready,
Jonathan? Lord almighty, we've met your price, give me the healing power,
I can feel it! Lord! Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is healed!" "Huh?"
"Now, to the naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been
healed, but I can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! Inside
this tangled, mangled frame is a healed little boy. His spirit is healed!
Hellalujah!"
this one goes out to the ninjas thats been down since COC naw fuck that
since dogbeats naw fuck that since basement cuts mutha fucker how long
will the juggalo's be down with me. how long 'til they forget me check it
out. what if i grew another fucking head, and his name was violent ed.
and he head butt me every time i cussed. i would need to microphones when
i bust. would you show me love even with another head. or would you be
like fuck you and ed. or what if i sold out like a bitch. and took the
make up off and went soft crew. called myself detroit southwest lover and
put my ugly ass face on the other cover. with r&b's top ten hit. and we
had jodeci sing all over our shit. fuck that though. yo i'm a juggalo, so
don't forget like you did with milenko. what about when the world's like
fuck us kill us what will you be? down what about when i'm 103? what will
you be? down down. what about when the worlds like fuck us, kill us? what
will you be? down what about when the carnival comes to your town? i'm
gon be down with the clown. how long will you be down with a ghetto
bumpin'. i say i'm sick in the nugget and you love it. i ate a dead body.
i ain't proud of it. i told you all about it, and you all a bought it. i
got problems. i'm haunted by a carnival. i could run and tell a doctor
but what for. i'll just put it on tape with a fat beat, and make a quick
buck. i'm like fuck. i coulda came out sportin' some Hammer pant's. kick
steppin' with shags and tryin' to dance. keep your mom happy keepin' it
soft. i'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off. i know then
you'd probably start to trip and swing at me and hit violent ed in the
lip. look i don't even know what i'm tryin' to say just don't forget me
like you did with rob base. chorus. i'm gon be down, i'm gon be down.
down with the clown 'til i'm dead in the ground. (reapeat over and over)
Jump out of bed, and I head for the grapenuts, eat 'em quick, and they
soggy, and that sucks. Trying to find a clean pair or socks and a shirt,
still sportin the same drawers, even though they hurt. In the fridge,
there's a faygo, it tastes ill, cuz it's fatter then a bitch on a
bigwheel. I got a few moneybacks and little change, so I'm heading to the
store when the phone rings. "What up man, check it out, I know this
bitch, she's got another friend with her and her dad's rich, if we find
us a ride out to Wyandotte, guarenteed, we can fuck 'em both on the
spot." Oh shit, let me call Bill-Bill, I wanna go, I let my nuts through
the windmill. He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark, cuz I know he
can get the fuckin Skylark. He said he can, but he's broke, and it needs
gas, but I wanna up on his faygo, think fast. I know my brother Jump
Steady got a few bones, but that's going through his shit when he ain't
home. "Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten, tell Mike to scoop me up on the
way, and it's faygos and neden hoes all day!" Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro
Wings on my feet, lock the house, and wait for 'em in the street. I wish
I had a piece or gum or something, fuck, my mouth still kinda tastes like
grapenuts. Here they come, nope, wasn't them. Seems like the same car's
driving by again, it pulls up... "Hey man, your outta luck..." W-whadda
say man? BOOM! ...Fuck!
"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to
the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live in your
own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it, it's already
taken care of. There'll be no worry about veing moved out of it. It will
be yours forever." I got shot, Baa! The murder was heinous. The bullet
went in my eyeball and out my anus. And I was hit, that was it, on the
spot, Flash, I woke up in a parking lot. And I'm sittin in a '64
Rinekeys, With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys. I look around I can't
believe that it's possible, I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival. I
walk in, it's everything I dreamed of, Everybody and they mamma got
clownlove. Japanese, Lebenese, and Chinese, Portuguese, and southwest
ghetto g's. (woo-woo) Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers, Instead of
always givin' each other piledrivers. I see my old homey, he died in a
drag, Chillin with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?" And he passed me a
blunt like a tree trunk, I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with
it. And to think, I always been afraid to die, But I ain't never goin
back, to wonder why. (Chorus:) We all gonna die. But I'm not gonna fry.
Even though most never try, I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no. (end
chorus) (chorus) I was born. First they threw me in a shitpile. I dealt
with it, and lived there for a while. I got dissed on, pissed on, and
beat down, Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown. Next thing ya know,
I'm chillin' at the big top, Free money, and mad bitches non-stop. No
water, it's faygo on tap, I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack
wit' it, Cuz I can, cuz I'm fat paid, I got a five story funhouse with a
maid, And she walks 'round wit' her titties hangin' out, And when I
cough, she come and dust my balls off. (woo-woo) I'm headed up to the
show, I'm gonna see, Jimmy Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E, Elvis tried to
open up but got dissed off, We got pissed off, because he sounded like
butt, There's no fights, it's a perfect match, Hillbillies in the crowd
tryin' ta cabbage patch, And ta think, I've always been afraid to die,
But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why. (chorus) (chorus) (intro bit)
Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin', hey, Well picture this, ya
nuts burnin' that way. And a roman candle stickin' in ya butthole, That's
where the greedy stank mutha fuckas go. This is all hell now, we livin'
in it, But this bullshit'll be over in a minute, Then it's off to the
faygos and neden hoes, New clothes, and patent leather for your toes.
(w00-woo) And while ya sit around cryin' for ya dead friend, He's
chillin' up there, hey, gettin' mad ends. He's probably there tryin' ta
figure out why you're sad, He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad.
And for those who ain't down for the next man, Who rob from the poor, and
snatch all ya can, And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya somthin',
Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's comin'.