AwwwwwwwwwwShit! Yocheck it outmanICP back in the haugh man!
Violent-Jman2 Dopemanwicked clownzman. Ha ha ha!
Heyquickhurry upbang.
Open your mouth cause here comes my wang.
I m Violent-Jthe southwest skitzo.
Born in a big top magical-majisto
Dead-body disco. Rappin to the hoochies.
Dirty old fat hoe s come up with a smoochie.
Hoochie-coochiela la la la la.
I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya.
It s a full moon and the riddles are calling.
Three more cards and the skies will be falling.
But don t take it from meI m just a clown.
Wicked clownwicked town
Juggalugagaluga lick it downman up till my nuts start singingdancinghopping
I m a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand
The show must go on.
"Wellit all began when I was very young. My feelings were so excited about the carnival rides. Everyone was jolly and jittery. I waited for their wackets until well after dusk. That nightwhile I was sleepingI was awoken by a glow appearing. Andlooking outI saw strange mencursing and filthyand there were clownssetting up their dreary tent."
I m 2 dope and I sport tight wranglers.
Don t say a word or I ll kick ya in the neck bitch.
Everybody roundmake way for the clown
In New Yorkin LAin southwest town.
Walked into El Raysalmost got my ass kicked.
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket.
Call up the hoe s have em swing by the tomb
And get a little stinky stank up in this bitch.
Killer clowns kicked out the circus.
Used to get live let the midget ladies work this.
I was a freak showthey called me the pogo.
I can make my ballsack bob like a yoyo.
"Give it up! Give it up!"
Southwest looney tunekilled another red neck fun
His head a looney dunegooney boongooney goon
I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song.
The show must go on.
"I ve never been afraid of clowns but these clowns were different. There was nothing funny about these clowns at all. The smiledthey juggledthey laughed
but yet something was terriblyterriblywrong. I didn t like these clowns for I could see through themI knew what they were really like. I knew that this carnival that had come
to my village was an evilevil thing."
(Chorus):
Come see the showbig top show
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.
Dead carneycarniesdead juggalos.
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.
(End chorus)
You ask do we gangdo we bang in a gangmang?
Do we bang-bang? I m a gang bangerman!
I bang in a gangmang.
You can suck my wangmang.
Richie-boybitchie-boyit s a southwest thing.
Serial murderersouthwest maniac
Slaughtererlunatichighschool brainiac
Straight A school boySchool kid
Till I went to school and tried to murder everyonethe show must go on.
"Aged friends are foolsall of them. Totally unaware of the evilness within the carnival. Their eyes reflected stairways into helltheir faces covered in blood. I ran from the carnival grounds and yet every road and every path lead me right back to
the big tent. I had to escape from the strongmanthe freak showsand the Ringmaster..."
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Heh heh heh heh!
HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!
Rrrrrinnnng
"Yello?"
"Speak ta... Chicken Neck?"
"Who?"
"Chicken neck."
"Nobody by that name here."
"What about Chicken Balls?"
"Nope."
"What about Chicken fuckin Gizzard Throatis he there?"
"Look boyyou got the wrong number."
click
Rrrrrinnnng
"What the...? Hello?!"
"Speak ta Rednuts?"
"Who?"
"RedballsWillie Redneck Ballsis he there?"
"Goddamnit!"
click
Rrrrrinnnng
"Lemme git dis! Who in da hell is dis?!"
"Speak ta Fatboy?"
"WHO IN DA HELL IS DIS?!"
"I wanna speak ta Fat Redneck fuckin Chickenboy! Is he there?"
"Goddamnit! click Fuckin no good bastards!"
knock knock knock knock
"Git da damn door!"
"YeahI have a delivery for a Mr. Redneck Fatballs."
"Whut! You goddamn little!"
Machinegun shots and breaking glass
"It s from the wicked clowns..."

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