Lyrics~I Want My Shit
It was like March,April. Fuckin Libra. Taurus,born in 1775 I'm like 300 and sumthin,but I'm still alive. I used to hang with the original,Billy The Kid. You prolly think I'm only playin but,I did. My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show. Momma,a fortune tella,Ezmerella Zella. Anyway they had sex on a Ouija board,and I was born the next day,Violent J. When I was 14 I tripped on the train tracks,and I was crushed right there,on the steel rack. I'm out cold,they thought it would fuck me up. I got up and itched my butt and I'm like,what?! Everybody tripped and called me a clown devil boy,child of the witch heffer,whateva. Tied me up,burned me,and threw stones. Had a few scrapes and cuts,smokey nuts. After that they started bowin n shit. Prayin to me,you know how those primatives get. I said get off my dick I ain't a saviour. I'm what ya call a juggalo,and all I want is my flava. 4 simple things in this bitch before I die...I want a rusty ax...I wanna know voodoo....A fat bitch named Bridget...And a lil sip of Faygo too...Till I get my shit,in this mutha fucka I will neva DIEEEE!!!!! 50 years passed all my homiez are old ass fucks,I ain't even got hair on my nuts...I left the village in search of my ends,I wrestled alligators,battled terminators. Nuthin ever killed me,nuthin could hard me. I fought in the civil war,Yankees army. I walked across enemy lines with a mack 10. Man they didn't even have that shit back then. How you just gunna come in my shit and fuck it up. Well at least make this shit sound real man,damn! I walked across enemy lines with a lantern. Steady takin cannon balls,to the balls. The war ended,I traveled the country horseback. Until this fool tried to horse jack. He put his gat to my head and blew my face up. POW! Didn't even smear the make-up. I took his gun and put a divit in his neck. The sherriff didn't like it,I got endited. 87 long years in the state pen,till they finally forgot why they put me in. They had to let me go,can't hold me on nuthin. On the way out they like "yo aint you like a hundred n sumthin?" I said yeah that's right,and I aint gonna die till I get my shit mutha fucka!!! I want a rusty ax. I wanna know voodoo. A fat bitch named Bridget. Just a little sip or two. Till I get my shit in this mutha fucka,I will neva DIEEE!!! I slept under bridges,lived in a valley. Climbed up mountains,searched the alleys. More years passed and I still ain't died. Now I'm in Detroit and on the Southwest Side. My homy has an impala blue 67. Last night we hit the road pushin 111. I stuck my head out the window and told em forward the most,and let my nugget ping off a lite post. hahahaha hell yeah cuz,yeah it hurts a lil bit but then ya got a straight buzz. The world hates me cuz of shit like this,they always try to kill me but MISS. I know it's odd but my face is forever painted. When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted. My tounges a little long,I choke people with it. Looks kinda nasty,but chicks dig it. And I told ya my neck can stretch for miles. I sorta look like sumthin from the X-Files. People wanna see me die more than just a lil bit. But I'm a juggalo and as a juggalo I want my SHIT and I ain't gonna die till I get it!!! I want a rusty ax. I wanna know voodoo. A fat bitch named Bridget. I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew. Till I get my shit in this mutha fucka I will neva DIEEE!!! Die!! (x2)