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Well, you the Juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few
And break a few more, so what's up?
by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up

It's fuck you wit dat
But if you a skank, let me hit dat
'Cuz I'm Violent J, ain't one to fake it
I see some folded up skank bitches naked

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

Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I'm
Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't
It don't quit, it quit
Mr. Shrink, I'm sick, a

The doctor me I'm a psycho
So I ate his face I don't know
Knife to the and got some more
The night of the axe, the of the forty fuck

Bitch, man you can talk ta
But after you leave, I'ma ya
If you're a little kid, I'ma ya
And if neck, I'ma break ya
If an old lady, I'ma mug ya
'Cuz bitch, you can't fuck the Juggla

Yes, and gentlemen, he is the Juggla
He'll cut windpipe, eat your face
And your motherfucking heart out
You can see this freak show at the famous
Carnival of Carnage, juggling, motherfucker

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

Gotta for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the head with a
Willy, Willy, watch mouth
And fuck the

Running with a gang of street hoods, yo
What's up, bitch, ah, up, ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain't
With a psychotic wicked

my friends ain't healthy
'Cuz I you by the face and fuck you up
And it's like that bitch, the way it is
I'm to fuck, ho, I'm in show biz

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

And we coming to your brick house
I'ma huff and and blow your fucking neck loose
And then I mug ya
'Cuz will be no fucking with the Juggla

Juggling eyeballs, heads
What you've heard about, what read
The juggling wicked clowns will
To your birthday party, and bar mitzvah
And cut back off for a small fee
The Juggla ain't no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the Juggla it last
Down with 2 and try and get trashed
My fellow fellas
Southwest gangster

Violent J, the
might say I'm schizofrantic
Others think I'm the psychic
But the bitches like it

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

The ghetto my brain
And motherfuck, I it back
I'm that nerd in the back of the
That went psycho and killed ass
I slash and cut and
With a 'Kick me' sign on my

In my corner is scyne
They care of me but don't stare at me
'Cuz like I I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't with the Juggla

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

Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the
You can't fuck the Juggla
Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go