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~*~RIP~*~ JoKeR!!! he's been gone now for 11 years come oct. 29 ....
wE mIsS u MOTHAFUKAR!!!

MY FAMILY!
lostinwunderland: GF/WIFE thingy allpoetry.com/poets/hatchet-angel909
ladynigritude: daughter allpoetry.com/poets/ladynigritude
hellangel: Mommy! allpoetry.com/poets/hellangel

this is a shout out to a new comin juggalette!much clown love to ya! allpoetry.com/poets/DaQueenOfCinCity

my group! allpoetry.com/group/4948...u people on the underground r welcome...
yo this gurl on here has sum (SIC) SHIT!!! its good shit though! Gosh I Love You

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BUT!!! one of the BESTEST poets on here is ladynigritude!!!! everyone GO LOOK @ HER SHIIT!!!!!! lol she is fukin great!allpoetry.com/poets/ladynigritude

YO! wat up all my juggalo homies! YES IM A MOTHA FUKIN JUGGALO!


something convicted felony wrote. (IT KICKS ASS)

There is this group called Insane Clown Posse
These two rappers are much more than the eye can see
They’ve felt beaten, and cheated, and eaten alive
Yet they still stand today, swingin’ hatchets with pride
People thinking that they stood for hatred and violence
The unveiling should hush all those haters to silence
All these years being put down, their music debated
Stereotyped, demonized and just plain overrated
ICP is an epic, an era, a legend
A time when tough living was just the beginning
And yet to the top they did manage to rise
Much to the surprise of most everyone’s eyes
But some of us had faith in these two ninjaz
Cuz you too could feel the Dark Carnival in ya
Listenin’ to the first Joker Card’s wicked sound
Was enough to know that long would live wicked clowns
“Psycho Nut”, “killer clown”, “juggalette”, “juggalo”
“Hatchet Man”, “gatherings”, “big freak shows” and “Faygo”
If you hear something absurd, with lotsa wicked words
You can bet that it’s Psychopathic Records
From Carnival of Carnage to The Wraith: Shangri-La
All six Joker Card’s left juggalos in awe
A hatchet and a chainsaw and a big bloody knife
And we then vowed we’d be down with the clown for life
Let me tell you that we won’t die alone
The path to Shangri-La is now very well-known
Butcher the evil that stands in your way
Strangle the hater that ruined your day
Killin’ off bigots and snitches and haters
Child abusers and all instigators
ICP has a gift that will not quit giving
Insane Clown Posse, may they keep on living


I am
A Juggalo
Down for life
Dancing in a faygo rain
Hanging with my homies
Swinging the fuckin hatchet
Listening to Psyhopatic records
Givin clown love to my fam
Painting my face
Dreaming of Shangri-la



i read this off of a REAL juggalo's site on here( allpoetry.com/poets/Juggalette89 ) an i cant agree with anything more!

~*ATTENTION ALL JUGGALOS AND JUGGALETTES*~
Sorry to be all deep and serious but I got lots of shit on my mind. I'm tired of everything and everybody. The only thing I give a shit about in this hell we call a world is my Juggalo Family. The carnival saved my life and my soul. My Juggalo Pride is the best thing that ever happened to me. It's starting to scare me for the fact when I sit back and actually observe the juggalo world, It seems like its going down hill. It seems to me that a lot of ninjas are out for self and trying to prove whos a bigger juggalo than who. There is no big or small juggalo. We are all the same. It doesn't take $4,000 in psychopathic merchandise to be a juggalo. Just because I got an old school mostastless jersey doesn't make me any better than a ninja with only one t-shirt. Being a juggalo is whats in your heart not whats on your clothes. I've seen juggalos callin each other juggahoes over spots in line at shows. That's BULLSHIT! Does anyone else realize this? Does anyone else feel the pain I do when my heart bleeds as I watch my family fall apart? We are all equal. Juggalos should not fight with one another! Remember? We are suppose to love each other! We need to be reunited as one once again. Just as we were before. " From the first jokers card, Carnival Of Carnage, to the latest card. The Wraith: Shangri-La, we have been united as one by the powers of the Dark Carnival, the power that brings us together and makes us who we are, never again must you care what people think of you or what you do, this is our world and we live for each other!" If you own a copy of Dark Lotus, as soon as you get a chance, I want you to sit down and listen to ..15 enititled, "Juggalo Family." When the song is over, think about what it means and think about how it makes you feel. If yall want to laugh then go ahead but personally, The first time I hears that song was at The Gathering of The Juggalos 2001 and when I listened to the words and took a look around at all the juggalos faces, ters slowly came from my eyes and I thought to myself, "this is my family." It felt so good to know that the only thing I care about is right here with me. My juggalo family is the only thing true in my life. Nothing else has ever made me feel good. No person place or thing has ever looked at me as part of their family. If you own a computer, get on a website such as realjuggalos.com and click on the icon "juggalos" search through the page and take a look at all of them and just think, each of them consider you family, each of these people can be trusted with your life just as they trust you with your life. We shouldn't be fighting, we should be giving each other hugs and saying, " I clown love you ninja!" To any of you that have web sites, I would greatly appreciate it if you could post this on your site. If you happen to have access to a copy machine, please make copies and give this to as many juggalos as possible. I want to make sure every juggalo world wide reads this letter. I'm gain to do my damnest to to saveour juggalo world and reunite it, not only that but make our family bigger. We have over two million dedicated juggalos in the world but we must also be dedicated to each other. My heart, mind, body and soul goes out to each and every one of you. If you don't remember anything from this, at least remember this, " mass murder makes me happy, dead bodies make me happy, say what you will of me, I'll always have juggalo family" -Dark Lotus- We are juggalos, united we stand Forever dude that was deep as fuck but you know it still rung true. just because there juggalos and juggalettes out there who are uber rich and shit dont mean they any better than anyone else in THIS family and in THIS world. personally i based my whole existance on the fam and my favorite song of all time is juggalo family because it reminds me of the older days when we was all the same...no better or no worse just because of our finacial status or our educational status or how much weed we smoke or how much we drink or what we do or whether or not we have a hatchet man tatooed on our bodies or a 24 karat gold hatchet man hanging off our necks and shit! its all good to rep the hatchet and i hope everyone always will but just because you have the means to get that 24 karat hatchet man with tons of diamonds and shit doesnt mean your anymore of a juggalo/lette than anyone else in our family! as long as you have the love for everyone else in this fam you are a TRUE juggalo! and thats all that matters...so to everone out there who thinks they're more of a juggalo than someone else cuz you have more shit...you aint a fuckin juggalo your a bitch

Juggalo/Juggalette Pledge
I pledge alligiance to the Hatchet of the Underground Juggalo/Juggalette Society, And to the Ninjas for which it stands, One family, Under clowns, Full of freeks, With Faygo for all!!
Well Never Die Alone, Juggalos/Juggalettes Will Carry On, Swing Our Hatchets If We Must, Each And Everyone Of Us.

"Sanity is a state of mind... but the taxes were so high I had to move away."-unkown

I love you mommy!!!


[jus anotha crazy clique]

I choke....nope, nah, hold up. Aight, listen....Fucking go!!

(Violent J & Shagy 2 Dope)
I'll stab you with an umbrella, and then open it!
(Nooo!!)
Cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopian!!
(That shit's wack...aight, fuck that....aight, hold up....aight, c'mon....WAIT A SECOND!! LISTEN!!)
I'll peel your cap back with a cannonball
I buck them all
Fuck them all
(Yeah!)
We standing tall
(Whooooo!!)
Three 6 Mafia!! (Yes!! Yes!!)
Insane Clown Posse and Twiztid... (Noooo!!)

We used to, we used to
We used to rob for them petty thangs
Like a gold chain
Or a mothafucking pinky ring
Now it's gold cane
If you see me on the dope train
I'm the dope man
Cigarettes in my right hand
Ready to make a stand
Old folks scared of eye gain
Out the window pane
They be looking with a migraine
While I catch a drain
And you know it's a fucking shame
When you in this game
Trying to sell to a sprung lane
I control your brain

To my niggaz, bust glocks, fuck wit' us, bitch see
It's the buckest of the four, bust a trick, make em' bleed
Through his neck, through his back, nigga, cover them hoes
Ain't nuttin' else gon' be workin'
when you twirkin' wit' some pros
Automatic with the carrier
Silence on the barrier
Hang them in the closet, kidnap the treasurer
Bandanas on our face from whiling out like some cowboys
Hoe, we need the keys and I'm talking like, now boy!

(Chorus 2x)
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'm causing shit with ya, can't come close

(Monoxide Child)
We the clique that don't play
Quick to rip your head off and hand it to Violent J
And bury it away
I'm on the spree
Killing for free
Without a conscience
Bitches, we on a mission to bomb shit
Twiztid, ICP, with that Triple Six clique
Hoes that pop lip
Can eat a dick
Or get your neck slit
I'm having these memory lapses
Of bodies off in the caskets
With no heads
Monoxide, ruler of the dead

(Jamie Madrox)
We 50-deep on the lawn
With the Psychopathic leathers on
You say it's on
So come bring it on
We getting crunk at your funerals
Treat us like we criminals
We juggalo individuals
We just another crazy clique
ICP, Twiztid, Triple Six
All up in this bitch
And we running shit
We doing driveby's on all y'all with chainsaws
Pure uncut, redefining rugged and raw

(Chorus 2x)
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'm causing shit with ya, can't come close

(Violent J)
Just another crazy clique to fuck around and bury ya
Taking care of ya
We scarier
Than malaria
I walk around your neighborhood like Frankenstein
Choking anybody I find
I'm taking mine

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
You mothafuckas can't get near it
Cause you fear it
Look at my glass eye, I'm sick like Lou Gerigh
I dunno judo, but I go KEE-YA!!!
Fuck you up so bad, a wheelchair couldn't see ya

(Violent J)
Listen.... Ya hear that, slut?
That was me...pulling this dick out ya butt
I'm a juggalo serial killa, steady screaming, "fuck y'all!!"
I stab bitches with a chainsaw

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
We walk around Compton and Watts beat scrubs up
And right into thugs face, I throw the dubs up
We tearing clubs up, down south from the D
Three Six y'all, Twiztid, and ICP

(Chorus 2x)
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with them Calicos
I'm causing shit with ya, can't come close


This is for my Numba 1 Juggalo allpoetry.com/poet/Numba%201%20Juggalo
"Karma"

Eternity for each and every one of us
Will you withstand and see the face of St. Peter
As he smiles and greets you with a warm welcome?
Or will you decline to the likes of him?
Who would have you spend eternity begging for mercy?
The choice is yours. Do you care? You should. They do.

[Jamie Madrox]
No relation
Or 2nd coming of dark spawn
We're preparing a path for the children of Babylon
In search of Zion
Or a chemical release
At least it gives us inner peace for a second so we can sleep
Riddled by day dreams & puzzled by life
All of us are running through darkness in search of the light
As the demons disappear like phantoms in mirrors
And reappear transformed in the form of your fears
I got a feeling that you think it's a phony and far fetched
Till you're devoid of all hope and virtually helpless
It's necessary to never let it get worse than its gotten
It'll go on forever even after your rotten
And depending on the karma of spirit
Dwelling in inner being
Will determine eternity
Unless you intervene
With your man made destiny
And the myth it withholds
You will never find the light
As long as your eyes are closed

[Chorus]
Are you going to hell or to heaven?
Did you walk with the sinners
Or pray with the reverend?
Tell the truth I did a little of both
And ain't no telling where I'm going
Till my body's a ghost
And we sing
The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end
When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire)
You can lie, but you're soaking in sin
When you die let you're karma begin
From the beginning to the end

[Monoxide]
You can see all around you right
So don't act like you don't recognize the light
And in spite of all the things that you did and I forgive
You will end up sitting where the devil lives
I told you all in the beginning I would have the last laugh
And your karma is the reason that you burn like gas
And in the past I been known to be a little to passive
But like I just said I'll be the last one laughing
Hopefully this will all make sense
When your looking through the fiery fence
And I commence
To keep walking through time
With a list of these names
That I guarantee their karma's gonna
Burn in these flames
So speak my name
And hate me for what I'm saying
But trust me I ain't playing
I think you should start praying
Hoping it starts paying off
The poison that your spraying often
Enough to really tick me off
An' I bust

[Chorus]
Are you going to hell or to heaven?
Did you walk with the sinners
Or pray with the reverend?
Tell the truth I did a little of both
And ain't no telling where I'm going
Till my body's a ghost
And we sing
The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end
When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire)
You can lie, but you're soaking in sin
When you die let you're karma begin
From the beginning to the end

[Monoxide]
Now you can do whatever you want to me
But in the end your gonna burn like weed it may seem like he's working for me
But I swear there's no ties
Just a collaboration of your bullshit and lies
And your demise will come when I rise like the sun
And bring the drama with the muthafucking
I'm the chosen one so all your guns are obsolete
you better bring the devil when you think of fucking with me

[Jamie Madrox]
At the point where you cease an exist to be
An clutch your fist in the state of the sight of your own grim reality
It ain't nobody's fault but your own
You had a choice in life now it's gone and it's time to move along
You can float to the heavens where the angels fly away
Or descend into gallows where atheists learn to pray
Ain't no place you wanna stay so you better choose wisely
Unless you wanna gamble with whatever might be

[Chorus]
Are you going to hell or to heaven?
Did you walk with the sinners
Or pray with the reverend?
Tell the truth I did a little of both
And ain't no telling where I'm going
Till my body's a ghost
And we sing
The whole worlds gonna hate me in the end
When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire (nothing but the fire)
You can lie, but you're soaking in sin
When you die let you're karma begin
From the beginning to the end

From the beginning to the end

From the beginning to the end


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...........,/¯../ / Fuck Everything That You Stand For!
........../..../ / Don't Belong! - Don't Exist!
...../´¯/'...'/´¯¯.`·¸ Don't Give A Shit!
../'/.../..../.....:^.¨¯\ Don't Ever Judge Me!
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