Smoke a square and then prepare yourself
Monoxide, Monox-boogie, Mo-Diddy, Mo-Something
Smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square b**h
Me and Violent, Me and Violent J
I'm the wickedest of wicked and by far
I'm destined for greatness
k**ing off you people hate this
Now you can raise us in the top notch
Mag or book
And we still won't give you f*gs a look
b**h boy, I'm gay-bashing
Come see my gun
I never hated f*gs till I got sued by one (by one)
My mental picture is painting me something ugly
And I still don't understand how my hands got all bloody
It's the Juggla!
A juggalo role-model
I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle
And then you meet me and expect a nice guy
You're lucky I ain't stuck a screw driver in your eye yet (hound dogs)
When I sign an autograph, I see you chopped up in my tub, soaking in a blood bath
With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head)
I'm getting glued the f** out with my homie f**ing Violent J
And we don't give a f** about nothing you f**ing b**hes say
We speak the word and he unheard the mystify
And when you see us, hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye
It's a long dark ride, where you going there ain't no holding back
I'm the reaper in this b**h, there ain't no coming back
My tongue in fact conceal a casket
And spit some sh**, so off the rip, it's a cla**ic
Shut the f** up, when we speaking b**h
Ain't yo mamma ever taught you sh**
We stab individuals in they fatal spots
You got nine lives? Well I got 10 shots (yeah!)
I remember when we first got started
Clown paint and faygo, you thought we was retarded (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!)
Finally got you in the front row wilin
Now I'm gonna do it again with Zug Izland
I'm a axe holder, user, deep throater
Wouldn't know a juggalo if I showed ya shadowless
My reflection still casts a demon with green eyes behind stained gla**
I see spirits and I talk to people that ain't there
They seem to vanish in thin air
Why don't you get ghost homie, raise up
While me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up (what?)
Real a** juggalos is all I care about (who?)
f** everybody else, and I don't want to hear about
And I don't give a f** if you know someone that's down
I'll grab you by your neck and fling your f**ing head around
I won't sign nothing
f** taking a picture
f** shaking your hand, I'll pull you at me and hit you (plaw!)
Then I kick ya f**ing guts in until your ribs break
There's your mutha f**ing hand shake, b**h (b**h, b**h, b**h)