[answering machine] (beep) Then you know what you can do You can be a couple of pleasers And take some tweazers And bust every hair on my nutsack Paste em to your back Then jump on the E-Track And suck my dick exactly where it's at....HO (beep)
[old record plays] Jay fuzz the clown Jay fuzz the clown Jay fuzz the clown
[Verse 1-Violent J] (crowd in parentheses) Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya) Kick the clown in the forehead and I'm juggling juggling your head (Jed) You big fat redneck mounty ass hick I'm a city slicker and I'm come to the valley and I'm gonna hit ya and ya know the carnival's gonna get wit' ya Oh, I meant as well mention, that I come from another di-men-sion You never seen nothing like this boy (Magic acts of pain and joy) Please don't try to come and get me Because I pack a French curler with me And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick Because I can do a double-flip you fat piece of shit Picture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hat Because some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus] Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop [X2]
[Verse 2-Violent J] (Crowd in parentheses) Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they sockets And fried in the streets like a sick em [sound of popping and a splatter] (stick em, pick em) Break em off something from the smokestack I've been breathing all my life so I'm dying anyway I'm nothing but a radiation freak show My arm fell of and it bounced on the floor Carnival land up the alley (alley, alley) Then we landed in Sunny Valley (Jumpin up and down on a richies head) And now I'm gonna jump till he's finally dead (Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump) They got no love yet we got control They'll never touch my funky soul Street top all extra top Now we can run or we can walk Either way some gotta stop Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus]
[Verse 3-Esham and Violent J]
[Esham] Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown [Violent J] What's up comes down [Esham] Before my nuts go soft juggle em around [Violent J] Bitch wanna join the carnival circus grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus [Esham] I gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy (*mixed*) and these heads I drill [Violent J] Chills, thrills, bigots writing wills an axe to the forehead usually kills [Esham] If this ain't hell, I can't tell, hang my body on a cross with some rusty nails If I juggle then call me a juggla, I'm a nap rubbla, voodoo smuggla See I got the symptoms of insanity, I'm down with J from the ICP I'm down with him and he's down with me So if we gotta chop see H-O-PE
[Violent J] Running down the block someone hit me wit' a rock And my brains all over the street But I'm a wicked clown and I'm up and down all over this Esham beat
[Esham] So, so, so if I gotta chop, then I guess I gotta chop If I chop, then I gotta chop, chop
[Both] But you could never stop sucker, you could never drop Wicked clowns 'cause you know we love to CHOP, CHOP
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[answering machine] (beep) Then you know what you can do You can be a couple of pleasers And take some tweazers And bust every hair on my nutsack Paste em to your back Then jump on the E-Track And suck my dick exactly where it's at....HO (beep)
[old record plays] Jay fuzz the clown Jay fuzz the clown Jay fuzz the clown
[Verse 1-Violent J] (crowd in parentheses) Hey, Hey it's the wicked jokers and we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya) Kick the clown in the forehead and I'm juggling juggling your head (Jed) You big fat redneck mounty ass hick I'm a city slicker and I'm come to the valley and I'm gonna hit ya and ya know the carnival's gonna get wit' ya Oh, I meant as well mention, that I come from another di-men-sion You never seen nothing like this boy (Magic acts of pain and joy) Please don't try to come and get me Because I pack a French curler with me And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick Because I can do a double-flip you fat piece of shit Picture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hat Because some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus] Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop, Chop Swing, Swing, Swing, and Chop, Chop [X2]
[Verse 2-Violent J] (Crowd in parentheses) Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they sockets And fried in the streets like a sick em [sound of popping and a splatter] (stick em, pick em) Break em off something from the smokestack I've been breathing all my life so I'm dying anyway I'm nothing but a radiation freak show My arm fell of and it bounced on the floor Carnival land up the alley (alley, alley) Then we landed in Sunny Valley (Jumpin up and down on a richies head) And now I'm gonna jump till he's finally dead (Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump, Jump) They got no love yet we got control They'll never touch my funky soul Street top all extra top Now we can run or we can walk Either way some gotta stop Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop
[Chorus]
[Verse 3-Esham and Violent J]
[Esham] Wicked Clown, Wicked Clown [Violent J] What's up comes down [Esham] Before my nuts go soft juggle em around [Violent J] Bitch wanna join the carnival circus grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus [Esham] I gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy (*mixed*) and these heads I drill [Violent J] Chills, thrills, bigots writing wills an axe to the forehead usually kills [Esham] If this ain't hell, I can't tell, hang my body on a cross with some rusty nails If I juggle then call me a juggla, I'm a nap rubbla, voodoo smuggla See I got the symptoms of insanity, I'm down with J from the ICP I'm down with him and he's down with me So if we gotta chop see H-O-PE
[Violent J] Running down the block someone hit me wit' a rock And my brains all over the street But I'm a wicked clown and I'm up and down all over this Esham beat
[Esham] So, so, so if I gotta chop, then I guess I gotta chop If I chop, then I gotta chop, chop
[Both] But you could never stop sucker, you could never drop Wicked clowns 'cause you know we love to CHOP, CHOP
[Chorus] (x2)
*in background* Got to be funky
....fades to end
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