Twiztid - Leff Field lyrics

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)