| Song | The Juggla |
| Artist | Insane Clown Posse |
| Album | Carnival Of Carnage |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bruce | |
| Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer | |
| Been down the road and i broke a few necks | |
| And i'll break a few more, so what's up | |
| Road by me on the corner, i'm a hold my nuts up | |
| Its finna fuck you wit' dat | |
| But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat | |
| Cuz i'm violent j, ain't even one to fake it | |
| I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked | |
| I pass out when it gets dark | |
| And woke up naked at the clark park | |
| Gotta go, gotta get before i get the wrap | |
| Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap | |
| Mr. shrink, mr. shrink, i'm sick | |
| Lunatick-tick-tock, it don't quit | |
| It don't quit, it don't quit | |
| Mr. shrink, i'm sick, a lunaticky-tick | |
| The doctor told me i'm a psycho | |
| So i ate his face like i don't know | |
| Knife to the neck and got some more | |
| The night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck | |
| Bitch, i'm a man you can talk ta | |
| But after you leave i'm a stalk ya | |
| If you're a little kid i'm a take ya | |
| And if you're neck i'm a break ya | |
| If you're an old lady i'm a mug ya | |
| Cuz bitch, you can't fuck with the juggla | |
| Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is...the juggla | |
| He'll cut your windpipe, eat your face | |
| And slit your motherfucking heart out | |
| You can see this freak show at the world famous carnival of carnage | |
| Keep juggling, motherfucker! | |
| Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast | |
| And if i drop you that's your ass | |
| I shake and twist, try to keep calm | |
| I might go to hell cuz i'm down with esham | |
| Gotta rhyme for your uncle willy | |
| Then i hit him in the head with a billy | |
| Willy, willy, watch your mouth | |
| And fuck the south | |
| Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo | |
| What's up bitch, ah, what's up ho? | |
| Sometimes you act like you ain't down | |
| With a psychotic wicked clown | |
| Fucking my friends ain't healthy | |
| Cuz i grab you by the face and fuck you up | |
| And it's like that bitch that's the way it is | |
| I'm allowed to fuck, ho, i'm in show biz | |
| Sets in the hood want me for dead | |
| So i paint my tag on they forehead | |
| Stick your little 'kay by my taggin' | |
| You can fit twenty clowns in a volkswagon | |
| And we coming straight to your brick house | |
| I'm a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck loose | |
| And then i might mug ya | |
| Cuz they're will be no fucking with the juggla | |
| Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads | |
| What you've heard about, what you've read | |
| The juggling wicked clowns will come to your | |
| Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva | |
| And cut your back off for a small fee | |
| The juggla ain't taking no shorts from nobody | |
| Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh | |
| Let the fucking bass go | |
| And the juggla make it last | |
| Down with 2 dope and try n' get trashed | |
| My fellow fucking fellas | |
| Southwest gangster killas | |
| Violent j, the psychopathic | |
| Some might say i'm schitsofrantic | |
| Others think i'm quite the psychic | |
| But somehow the bitches like it | |
| What's up bitch, let me get the shot | |
| Right here and now, butt-naked on the spot | |
| Why am i like this, like that | |
| Why are you like that, like this | |
| The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck i want it back | |
| I'm that nerd in the back of the class | |
| That went psycho and killed your ass | |
| I slash and cut and hack | |
| With a "kick me" sign on my back | |
| In my corner is scyne therapy | |
| They take care of me, but don't stare at me | |
| Cuz like i said i'll mug ya | |
| Now run on home and don't fuck with the juggla | |
| Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town | |
| And he's got your daughter by the hand | |
| Showing her a new land | |
| The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam | |
| Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off | |
| Skip to the lou | |
| Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla | |
| You can't fuck with the juggla | |
| Tweedle-dee and tweedle-doh | |
| Let the fucking bass go |
| zuo ci : Bruce | |
| Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer | |
| Been down the road and i broke a few necks | |
| And i' ll break a few more, so what' s up | |
| Road by me on the corner, i' m a hold my nuts up | |
| Its finna fuck you wit' dat | |
| But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat | |
| Cuz i' m violent j, ain' t even one to fake it | |
| I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked | |
| I pass out when it gets dark | |
| And woke up naked at the clark park | |
| Gotta go, gotta get before i get the wrap | |
| Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap | |
| Mr. shrink, mr. shrink, i' m sick | |
| Lunatickticktock, it don' t quit | |
| It don' t quit, it don' t quit | |
| Mr. shrink, i' m sick, a lunatickytick | |
| The doctor told me i' m a psycho | |
| So i ate his face like i don' t know | |
| Knife to the neck and got some more | |
| The night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck | |
| Bitch, i' m a man you can talk ta | |
| But after you leave i' m a stalk ya | |
| If you' re a little kid i' m a take ya | |
| And if you' re neck i' m a break ya | |
| If you' re an old lady i' m a mug ya | |
| Cuz bitch, you can' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is... the juggla | |
| He' ll cut your windpipe, eat your face | |
| And slit your motherfucking heart out | |
| You can see this freak show at the world famous carnival of carnage | |
| Keep juggling, motherfucker! | |
| Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast | |
| And if i drop you that' s your ass | |
| I shake and twist, try to keep calm | |
| I might go to hell cuz i' m down with esham | |
| Gotta rhyme for your uncle willy | |
| Then i hit him in the head with a billy | |
| Willy, willy, watch your mouth | |
| And fuck the south | |
| Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo | |
| What' s up bitch, ah, what' s up ho? | |
| Sometimes you act like you ain' t down | |
| With a psychotic wicked clown | |
| Fucking my friends ain' t healthy | |
| Cuz i grab you by the face and fuck you up | |
| And it' s like that bitch that' s the way it is | |
| I' m allowed to fuck, ho, i' m in show biz | |
| Sets in the hood want me for dead | |
| So i paint my tag on they forehead | |
| Stick your little ' kay by my taggin' | |
| You can fit twenty clowns in a volkswagon | |
| And we coming straight to your brick house | |
| I' m a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck loose | |
| And then i might mug ya | |
| Cuz they' re will be no fucking with the juggla | |
| Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads | |
| What you' ve heard about, what you' ve read | |
| The juggling wicked clowns will come to your | |
| Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva | |
| And cut your back off for a small fee | |
| The juggla ain' t taking no shorts from nobody | |
| Tweedledee and tweedledoh | |
| Let the fucking bass go | |
| And the juggla make it last | |
| Down with 2 dope and try n' get trashed | |
| My fellow fucking fellas | |
| Southwest gangster killas | |
| Violent j, the psychopathic | |
| Some might say i' m schitsofrantic | |
| Others think i' m quite the psychic | |
| But somehow the bitches like it | |
| What' s up bitch, let me get the shot | |
| Right here and now, buttnaked on the spot | |
| Why am i like this, like that | |
| Why are you like that, like this | |
| The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck i want it back | |
| I' m that nerd in the back of the class | |
| That went psycho and killed your ass | |
| I slash and cut and hack | |
| With a " kick me" sign on my back | |
| In my corner is scyne therapy | |
| They take care of me, but don' t stare at me | |
| Cuz like i said i' ll mug ya | |
| Now run on home and don' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town | |
| And he' s got your daughter by the hand | |
| Showing her a new land | |
| The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam | |
| Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off | |
| Skip to the lou | |
| Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla | |
| You can' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Tweedledee and tweedledoh | |
| Let the fucking bass go |
| zuò cí : Bruce | |
| Well, you know the juggla jumped in the mixer | |
| Been down the road and i broke a few necks | |
| And i' ll break a few more, so what' s up | |
| Road by me on the corner, i' m a hold my nuts up | |
| Its finna fuck you wit' dat | |
| But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat | |
| Cuz i' m violent j, ain' t even one to fake it | |
| I wanna see some folded up skank bitches naked | |
| I pass out when it gets dark | |
| And woke up naked at the clark park | |
| Gotta go, gotta get before i get the wrap | |
| Gotta chopped off head chilling in my lap | |
| Mr. shrink, mr. shrink, i' m sick | |
| Lunatickticktock, it don' t quit | |
| It don' t quit, it don' t quit | |
| Mr. shrink, i' m sick, a lunatickytick | |
| The doctor told me i' m a psycho | |
| So i ate his face like i don' t know | |
| Knife to the neck and got some more | |
| The night of the axe, the night of the forty fuck | |
| Bitch, i' m a man you can talk ta | |
| But after you leave i' m a stalk ya | |
| If you' re a little kid i' m a take ya | |
| And if you' re neck i' m a break ya | |
| If you' re an old lady i' m a mug ya | |
| Cuz bitch, you can' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is... the juggla | |
| He' ll cut your windpipe, eat your face | |
| And slit your motherfucking heart out | |
| You can see this freak show at the world famous carnival of carnage | |
| Keep juggling, motherfucker! | |
| Cuz ya know the juggla will throw ya up fast | |
| And if i drop you that' s your ass | |
| I shake and twist, try to keep calm | |
| I might go to hell cuz i' m down with esham | |
| Gotta rhyme for your uncle willy | |
| Then i hit him in the head with a billy | |
| Willy, willy, watch your mouth | |
| And fuck the south | |
| Running with a gang of twenty street hoods, yo | |
| What' s up bitch, ah, what' s up ho? | |
| Sometimes you act like you ain' t down | |
| With a psychotic wicked clown | |
| Fucking my friends ain' t healthy | |
| Cuz i grab you by the face and fuck you up | |
| And it' s like that bitch that' s the way it is | |
| I' m allowed to fuck, ho, i' m in show biz | |
| Sets in the hood want me for dead | |
| So i paint my tag on they forehead | |
| Stick your little ' kay by my taggin' | |
| You can fit twenty clowns in a volkswagon | |
| And we coming straight to your brick house | |
| I' m a huff, and puff, and blow your fuckin' neck loose | |
| And then i might mug ya | |
| Cuz they' re will be no fucking with the juggla | |
| Juggling eyeballs, juggling heads | |
| What you' ve heard about, what you' ve read | |
| The juggling wicked clowns will come to your | |
| Birthday party, wedding, and barmitzva | |
| And cut your back off for a small fee | |
| The juggla ain' t taking no shorts from nobody | |
| Tweedledee and tweedledoh | |
| Let the fucking bass go | |
| And the juggla make it last | |
| Down with 2 dope and try n' get trashed | |
| My fellow fucking fellas | |
| Southwest gangster killas | |
| Violent j, the psychopathic | |
| Some might say i' m schitsofrantic | |
| Others think i' m quite the psychic | |
| But somehow the bitches like it | |
| What' s up bitch, let me get the shot | |
| Right here and now, buttnaked on the spot | |
| Why am i like this, like that | |
| Why are you like that, like this | |
| The ghetto took my brain and motherfuck i want it back | |
| I' m that nerd in the back of the class | |
| That went psycho and killed your ass | |
| I slash and cut and hack | |
| With a " kick me" sign on my back | |
| In my corner is scyne therapy | |
| They take care of me, but don' t stare at me | |
| Cuz like i said i' ll mug ya | |
| Now run on home and don' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Finally happened, the wicked clown have come to your town | |
| And he' s got your daughter by the hand | |
| Showing her a new land | |
| The southwest ghetto zone, where all the jugglas roam | |
| Come one, come all and have the juggla cut your face off | |
| Skip to the lou | |
| Juggla juggla fuck with the juggla | |
| You can' t fuck with the juggla | |
| Tweedledee and tweedledoh | |
| Let the fucking bass go |