Juggalo Homies Lyrics
(I know you ain't there
That's why I just want to let you know something bro
You all know I love you
You all know you're my homies
And eh... Alright we'll talk later - peace!)
[Violent J]
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner
If they really missed you so much
Why don't they just call a (Muthafucka) ?
If you wasn't blood, would you still have love?
Or infact does the blood make you think you have to love?
Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here
But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here
Who was you with when you got tattooed?
And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms?
And who the fuck threw up all over your car?
And then felt worse than you about that shit in the morning? (Friends ya'll)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Who loaned you money, homie?
Who owes you cash? (Who?)
Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (Who?)
I don't know much but I gotta assume
When ya hit ya first neden, ya homies was in the other room
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J]
Have you ever had a job that you truly despise?
Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries
And you got this boss who thinks he's the Don Mega
Because he the head manager (Chief Chili Fry Maker)
All you can vision is ya'll beating him down
Your homies standing on his back while you kicking his head around
But responsibility is there, I can't lie tho
I'd of been plucked his fucking eye ball out with a chicken bone
I'm crazy as fuck, i'll rip your peircings off
And now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
When you snuck the car out who did you get? (Who?)
And when you got caught, who you blame the shit? (Who?)
Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (Who?)
Homies, i'm talking about like you and yours
[Chorus]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
[Violent J, Anybody Killers, and Juggalos]
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
[Jamie Madrox]
Me and my homies stay tight like a noose
And if you step to one of us you better step to the whole crew
I never knew that I could depend
That I could have some friends that's down to the very end
Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family
And when we conquer the world
We mackin' on the galaxy
'cause sky's the limit and we ain't finished
And if my homies gonna ride ya know I'm with it
[Monoxide Child]
Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll
Hit it and quit it and then I give it to my homies ya'll
I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll
And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call
We world wide, were homies across the planet
Sticking together like zippers on Michael Jackson's "Beat It jacket"
They got my back like a tat for that, I love ya'll
Hanging till we old and gray like grandpas (Psychopathic)
[Chorus - Repeat somewhat]
We talkin' about HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
Our motha fuckin' HOMIES! HOMIES!
We throwin' up clown love signs (Real Juggalo)
HOMIES! HOMIES!
Talkin' about the Road Dogs of mine
HOMIES! HOMIES!
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Runnin' with the homies until i'm old like Grady
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby
You don't like me, you can fuck off!
Carnival ain't for everyone!
Swingin' hatches on the daily with my crew actin' crazy
The Nedan Game Lyrics
"Let's meet contestant number one
He's a skitsofrantic, serial killer clown
Who says, "woman love his sexy smile"
Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Sharon, what's your question?"
"Contestant number one,
I believe first impressions last forever
So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
And have dinner with me and my family
Tell me what you would do to make
That first impression really stick"
[Violent J]
Let's see, uh, well, I'd have to think about it
I might show up in a tux, HA!, but I doubt it
I'd probably just show up naked like I always do
And lick your momma in the eye and tell her, "FUCK YOU!!!"
Hurry up bitch, I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti
I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her, "Get the food ready!"
Your dad will probably start tripping and get me pissed
I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fucking lips!
It's dinner time, we hearing grace from your mother
I pull a forty out and pour some for your little brother
I'm steady staring at your sister, I'll tell you this
You know for only 13, she got some big tits
After that, your dad will try to jump again
And only this time, I'd put the forty to his chin
After you mom does the dishes and the silverware
I'd dry-fuck her till I nut in my underwear
"Now, let's me contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call him stretch nuts
Sharon, let's hear your question"
"I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions
A man who expresses himself in his own special way
Number two, if you fell in love with me
Exactly how would you let me know?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
First thing, I could never love you
You sound like a richie-bitch, yo, FUCK YOU!!!
But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care
By taking all these other motherfuckers outta here
I'd go through your phone book and whack em all
And find contestant number one and break his fucking jaw (what?!)
Anyone who looked at you, would have to pay
I'd be blowing fucking nuggets off all day
I'd grab your titties and stretch em down past your waist
Let em go, and watch em both spring up in your face
I'd sing love songs to you, the best I can
Get you naked, and hit it like a CAVEMAN!!!
When we go to the beach and walk through the sand
I throw a little in your face and say, I'm just playin
As you spit it all out, I'd rub your back
And grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!
"Well it sounds like contestant number two
Is just over-flowing with sensativity, Sharon
It's a touch choice so far
Sharon, let's have your last question and
See which one is going to win the rights to your neden"
"Okay, if we were at a dance club, and you both noticed me at the
same time. Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would
your pick up line be? Well, whoever's the smoothest wins!"
[Violent J]
Okay, first I'd slide up to the bar
And tell you that I can't believe how fucking fat you are
I'd tell that I like the way you make your titties shake
And if you lost a little weight, you'd look like Rickie Lake!
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck that, you'd be jocking me quick
I'd order you a drink and stir it with my dick
And then to get your attention in the crowded place
I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face
[Violent J]
Yeah, freak with your nuts, yo, that'll get her
Tell her that's she fat, yeah, that'll work even better
Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap
Shit, you don't want contestant number two
He's mad-whack
[Violent J]
I walk into a bar and there he was
Standing up on a bucket, eww, trying to fuck it
It was a big fucking smelly, ass farm llama
Damn dawg! how you gonna diss your momma?!
Halls of Illusions Lyrics
[Violent J]
Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours
And see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real
But you had to fuck up tha whole deal
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair
With straps and chains, we slap you in there
Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And pull your eyelids up over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't what it seems
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
You walk in and see two kids on the floor
They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chillin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya look, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she looks so happy you don't understand
See this is an illusion, it never came true
All because of you!
[Violent J]
Back to reality and what you're about
Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit
But it's all good here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painful and slow
At tha hands of MILENKO!
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
[Violent J]
Look who's next it's Mr. Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer park
You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat off
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day"
And when you get to the end you'll find a chair
You see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here
We get all different kind of people comin through
Richies, chickens and bitches just like you
In the Halls everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your illusion before you burn
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It looks like your kids and they okay
Your daughter's chillin up in college top grade
And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid
They got families and kids and it's all good
They even coach little league in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost?
Nah, bitch, not even close!
[Violent J]
Back to reality your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut stains on her back
And they both fuckin smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and leave em home
And even whip em with the cord on the telephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call
Watch your step to Hell...it's a long fall!
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
[Violent J]
Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, okay, dig it
We can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed
But I'll still cut ya neck out, hows that?
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all day!"
