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MUCH MUTHA FUKN WICKED CLOWN LOVE ! ! ! !
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Juggalette for life.

Smoke Weed Every Day All Day


We don't need a brain, don't need anything
We just need some homies 2 smoke with
(And I'm with that, and I'm with that!)


MUSIC:
Insane Clown Posse, Dark Lotus, Twiztid, Slipknot, Tool, Metallica, Kottonmouth Kings, Lamb Of God, Avenged Sevenfold, Misfits, NoFX, Rancid

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if it wasn't for the juggalos I don't know,
probably be robbin everybody in the world for sure,
so I'm thankful for the Family that adopted me in,
and since I live for the underground it all fit in.
I can't explain all the powers that the Carnival brings
or the energy from y'all when the Hatchet swings.
all I know is that I'm staying cause its where I belong,
Dark Lotus on my wrists til I dead and gone (D-I-E)
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What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down)
What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down)
What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown)


We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no


you know I'm all good and everythings all right
when you hear this scream in the middle of the night
like this:
Ooh it feel so good every time I murder I get happy


nobody sees what I see do they?
they just cast me inside put my away
no friends, no style no place to go
until I went juggalo

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80% of Americans say "I LOVE YOU".

20% actually mean it.

If you honestly are in the 20%, paste this into your profile

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DO THIS ONE BY ONE! DONT LOOK AHEAD! THIS IS LIKE 99.9% TRUE!!

1) Write the name of a person of the opposite sex.
2) Which is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green, yellow?
3)your first initial?
4) Your month of birth?
5) Which color do you like more black or white?
6) Name of person of the same sex as you?
7) Your favorite number?
8) Do you like California or Florida more?
9) Do you like the lake or ocean more?
10) Write down a wish (a realistic one)
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THE ANSWERS
1) You are completely in love with this person.
2) If you chose:
Red- you are alert and your life is full of love.
Black- you are conservative and aggressive.
Green- your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.
Blue- you are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from the ones you love.
Yellow- you are a very happy person and give good advice to those who are down.
3) If your initial is:
A-K you have a lot of love and friendships in your life.
L-R you try to enjoy life to the maximum and your love life is soon to blossom.
S-Z you like to help others and your future love life looks very good.
4) If you were born in:
Jan-Mar The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you will fall in love with someone totally unexpected.
Apr-Jun You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.
July-Sep You will have a great year and experience a major life changing experience for the good.
Oct-Dec Your love life will not be too great but will eventually find your soul mate.
5) If you choose:
Black- your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.
White- you will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.
6) This person is your best friend.
7) This is how many close friends you have in your life time.
8) If you choose:
California- you like adventure.
Florida- you are a laid back person.
9) If you choose:
Lake- you are loyal to your friends and to your love. And you are very reserved.
Ocean- You are spontaneous and like to please people.
10) This wish will come true only if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour


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"Southwest Song"

"Good people sometimes think bad things
Good people dream bad things, don't you
Good people even do bad things
Once in a while, we do"

[Violent J]
Factory smoke and choke in pain
Cuz Del Ray funk is in my brain
So I break the law but I'm not to blame
You only know my place, you don't know my name

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Well, I grip the fence and bent the steal
And I steal a car and I grip the wheel
And I park the car then I steal it again
Cuz I really don't know what's happening

[Violent J]
I wait for night to fall then I walk outside
And then I run back in cuz I don't wanna die
You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain
As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
And I pray to God to help me justify
Look over me cuz my brain is fried
And I don't have a name, I don't have a home
I just lay alone on my bed of stone

[Violent J]
You see, death awaits me on my narrow path
And when I stop to think I can only laugh
Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long
To see everybody singing that southwest song

[Chorus (2x)]
Wooooooo Oh We-oh
Everybody singing that southwest song

[Violent J]
Some say I'm real and some say I'm fake
But I really don't care cuz it's all too late
You see, my mind is weak and I'm losing breath
As I crawl along I can feel the death

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Everywhere I go I bring with me pride
And then I pay the carny and I take a ride
But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death
So I try it again with what pride is left

[Violent J]
If we have to go then you can take me fast
You see, I started under and I'm sinking fast
And when the joker's card is missing from your deck
Then you know the road has finally caught my neck

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Eh, yo, don't look, now, there we go again
It's me and the grim reaper, best of friends
He's always hanging round waitin for me to die
We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy

[Violent J]
I feel him in the corner of a circled room
At about thirteen in the afternoon
And then I see the strain as I walk along
I notice everybody singing that southwest song

[Chorus (2x)]

What does seem bad to you?
I'm angry...
What does seem bad to you?
I'm angry...
Everybody singing that southwest song

[Violent J]
If my time has come, then I'm ready to go
Shoot me in the face with your forty-four
And when I'm falling down to my soury death
I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha)

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Lose some, win some, that's how it goes
I've been down and out, I took many blows
And there ain't nothing here I ain't seen before
I'm just a jugglin juggla jugglin more

[Violent J]
You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town
You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down
You wanna start a family and ya own a home
I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
You see the forks up, I see the forks down
But I'm a wicked clown, so don't fuck around
Cuz my brain is gone and it's on it's way
I'm exploding, so get off me, dog!!!

[Violent J]
And I could be right and I could be wrong
And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long
But it does not matter what set you on
Tonight everybody sings that southwest song

[Chorus (6x)]

"What seems bad to you?
Is hitting other kids?"

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"Toy Box"

"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" [gunshots]

"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"

[Violent J]
I was like six, I used to get dissed by the chicks
And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks
And rocks and sticks and calling me names
And filled my lunchbox with frogbrains (eeww!)
When I left school, it was much iller
My daddy was a serial killer
And how about that, he'd always make me sit in the back
With all his dead bodies on my lap (move!)
When I got home, enough of the static
Hammer and tools, went up to the attic
Never knew any other girls or boys
Only my toys, toys, toys
Bang! Clang! Hammer and twist
Nobody knows I exist, and I'm pissed
But I won't be mentally scarred
Instead I make toys, toys of the graveyard
Monday, ringing the bell
It's all about show and tell, might as well
Show all these bastards just what I got
Yo, check out my toy box!

"Nothing feels better than a good harty-harr, right boys and girls"

[Violent J]
We got dead bodies everywhere you look
All the nerds sitting up front got cooked
Others start screaming and making a dash
So I start handing out toys fast at last
You like slinkies, we got slinkies
Only mine like to wrap around your face
And stretch, twist, kazoom
And whip your body all over the fuckin room
So come, one at a time
Open your gift and what you will find
Is a toy, my friend, that you'll never forget
It's not everyday that you get your skull split
You like soldiers, we got soldiers
Made with rubber and steel, they look real
But I wouldn't just toss em under your bed
That's how you get an axe to the forehead (oww)
And don't let em sit around all day
Come home and find you mom, dead in the hallway
Cuz they can be nifty
All the toys are shifty, haha, in my toy box

"Woooowee, that sure sounds like fun!"

[Violent J]
That's not a toy, hey, wait a minute
Don't fuck around, homie, you can lose an eye with it
That's my double blade razor whip chop jimmy
And it's mine, motherfucker, so gimme gimme
You want toys, you come to the right place
Try my little toy, Mutilating Mental Case
Wind him up, let him go among all of ya
Then BANG! serial slaughterer
Your turn, reach in and get lucky
Oh look, he pulled out a rubber ducky
It make a funny sound and then BANG!
Blew the fingers off his fuckin hand
Don't stop, class ain't done yet
I remember you calling me poindexter
Bookworm brainy, my aggrevation
Went into these little creations
Reach in, you might find something wicked
Wicked, scary, chop bang pickadery
Off with your head, a robot with a sword
But now he's looking at me, but what for?
"Eh, wait a minute, I made you
Get them, not me. Eh, wait a minute, motherfucker."
"Oh, I love this record."

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"How Many Times?"

How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (2x)

[Violent J]
How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife
Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about
Why don't she wait till he sleeps then take him out
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour
Must be an accident, I hope nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll and they creep slow
Hoping they can see a mangled body show
Some park, and stand there and watch it all
With their kids, they point, and fuckin stare (and just look)
I remember one time I was pulled over
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over
People watching, hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke the fucking head

[Chorus (2x)]
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times?
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry?

[Violent J]
How many times will I wait in a line?
It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine
I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute
Why am I here? to pay a fucking parking ticket
The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin bitch
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit
I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack
And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack
Give him money, again, he's coming back
Walk away, and here's another, "Gimme some crack"
How many time will a kid give a dirty look?
A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook
I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores
When you were just a nut stain in your momma's drawers

[Chorus (2x)]

[Violent J]
How many times will you steal my car stereo?
It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't you?
I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat
I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt cheek
How many times did I walk in, and just sit?
And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit
Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait
Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, up to the counter
And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder
Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit?
Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip
How many times will a judge decide my fate?
Who is he? A bitch, nothing great
He takes shits, and fucks his old floppy wife
Plays with his balls and judges my life!

[Chorus (5x)]

"And who the fuck is he?
He judges my life"


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"Under The Moon"

I'm still here under the moon [2x]

[Violent J]
I was just a child but you seemed like so much more
The way you would approach me and drift across the floor
I'd see you in the hall, and you'd kiss me with a smile
I never understood it, was I even worth your while?
The others kids at school, they would hate me and they'd spit
Cuz I was just a no one, to them I wasn't shit
But you would always help me and stand there by my side
We were only seventeen, we'd be together till we died
But then it all happened on the ever dreadful day
Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay
You pointed him out to me, my thoughts began to race
I took my daddy's forty-five and shot him in the fucking face!!!
I did it all for you, and though I'm facing years
I would do the time just to equal all your tears
The last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom
Is that we'd always be together, cuz we're both under the moon

[Chorus (1x)]
I'll forever love you, even if you're doomed
We'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon

[Violent J]
I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone
I justified your pain, but now I sit alone
I write another letter, I write one every day
I never got a letter back, I write em anyway
I try to call collect, your number has been changed
I'm staring at the lightbulb and I start to feel the rage
You never came to visit me, I sit facing the glass
No one's on the other side, now it's in the past
My head is always spinning, I'm pounding at the wall
I feel like I'm forgotten, no sign of you at all
You're probably getting married, you're probably getting fucked
I'll break out of this cage and try to cut that motherfucker up
I curl up in the corner, my body will corrode
My teeth are turning into dust, skin is growing mold
I'm staring at the window of my eternal doom
I know that you are out there, somewhere underneath the moon

[Chorus (1x)]

[Violent J]
Many, many years, many more to go
Does she still remember? God, he only know
I now become a savage, they chain me to a wall
I still can see your body, I still can hear your call
I'm nothing but a maggot, I'm locked away and lost
The world it doesn't want me, my dignity is tossed
And to the girl for whom I feel this doom
Look here, fuck you and the moon

Hey! Fuck you and the moon [5x]

[Chorus (8x)]

I'm still here under the moon
I'm still here under the moon (still under the moon)

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"Juggalo Family"

[Violent J:]
"And they wanted to know if I would trade 10 juggalos for a 100 main stream fans And I said I wouldn't trade 10 juggalos for a 100,000 mainstream fans 10 juggalos is priceless"

[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
I gots love for my homies, members of the Lotus
United we stand, squashing all deadly forces
Been to hell, could of spent eternity there
All the bad shit I've done, I should still be there
Juggalos can ya feel me, feel me, worldwide, worldwide
Running with the hatchet straight out the Lotus Pod
Always got your back till end screaming juggalos
Dark lotus, psychopathic that's the way you go

[Monoxide Child:]
So many people in the matrix die alone, hey
Not me, my soul belongs to juggalos, they
Keep me going when I'm down and out
I pick up the phone drop them a line and here them shout
Saying Twiztid is the shit, and I'm down with the clown
Dark Lotus for life until I'm dead in the ground!
I give a shout to all my homies and killers who keep me started
All my juggalos always representing for the departed

[Chorus:]
Mass murder makes me happy!
Dead bodies make me happy!
Say what you will of me!
I'll always have juggalo family!
Mass murder makes me happy!
Dead bodies make me happy!
Say what you will of me!
I'll always have juggalo family!

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
6 individuals pedals fall from 1 stem
Who try to run away and not follow any trends, with no friends
Cause we ascend from the same dirt, filth, grit, and grime
Make your mind, juggalo minds to crush mainstream shines
Whats yours is mine it was mines is yours
Let the wagons of the Dark Carnival show you different worlds
Any hoes front a juggalos or the hatchet
Tell them to come suck on your dick, we psychopathic!

[Jamie Madrox:]
All my life I've been living it all alone
I'm like a king with no people and no crown or a throne
And what I'm speaking on is what I'm feeling like
Do you know what it's like to feel the warmth of the sunlight
I'd really like to know cause I've been chilling in the dark
For so many years that I question love in my heart
And I hate everyone, and I hate everything
Except for all the juggalos and the love that they bring!

[Chorus]

[AnyBody Killa]
if it wasn't for the juggalos I don't know,
probably be robbin everybody in the world for sure,
so I'm thankful for the Family that adopted me in,
and since I live for the underground it all fit in.
I can't explain all the powers that the Carnival brings
or the energy from y'all when the Hatchet swings.
all I know is that I'm staying cause its where I belong,
Dark Lotus on my wrists til I dead and gone (D-I-E)

[Violent J:]
If it wasn't for Shaggy my shirt would still be baggy
I wouldn't be fat, I'd still be hungry and crabby
We used to buy our own records at the stores
So they would think it's a hot seller, and order more
But we built a team of same killers with the same dream
But we couldn't reach the top, we'd stay B level like Charlie Sheen
We finally realized we will always have the juggalos
I'll never give another second, to the mother hoes!

[Chorus x3]
Lotus!!!
Lotus!!! Lotus!!! Lotus!!! Lotus!!!

"And they wanted to know if I would trade 10 juggalos for a 100 main stream fans And I said I wouldn't trade 10 juggalos for a 100,000 mainstream fans 10 juggalos is priceless"

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