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"Wicked Clowns are invading you"I'm Violent J, Papa Killjoy, I can't be fixedI'm a crooked ass clown with some filthy tricksI killed hot bitches out there but I grow weed plantsSo every time I hit the blunt It's like I'm hitting that assAnd I'm Shaggy, throwing heads in the air by the hairI bounce them off my heals while people cough they mealsI kick heads like soccor balls and do tricks with themI get hotter than a globetrotter, twirling and spinningI sick with it with a sword, I can balance and stand on itKilled many men, one swing in the endI'm so quick you won't see shit but the guy's eyes wigglingAnd me in the Bruce Lee stance gigglingI rob liquor stores at night when the workers are tiredI run up in that bitch swinging chainsaws on fireAnd I can balance on a ball while juggling all your limbsWhile rest of you is chained up in a chair watching himUnder the big topSo many tricks to show (Come down)SongtexteSo many freak shows to go to (Come down)So many eyeballs to throwYour soul you're quick to dropUnder the big topThis wicked shit we flow to (Come down)So many dead souls we go through (Come down)Inside Hell's Pit they throw youLet the fire get to know youViolent J is a man that can end your lifeAnd then wear your slippers and fuck your wifeYou get a pie in the face, a fucking pie in the faceThen you get cut up and sent to your momma in a suitcaseBitch I'm Shaggy clear outta my squaresI ride a bike backwards in my underwearsI tell human stories to ghosts and I dead the awakePlus I'm trapped in the other side of the mirror I thinkTwenty five chairs stacked up, I'm on the topFucking balancing on my head, I'm about to dropAnd I'm holding up a bear on my foot that juggalingAll six in the mix, will this be the end?This will the end of my dick all up in another bitches assWicked clowns will make the wicked shit lastAnd I kick a dick's ass trying to stop the shitIcepick to your temple than pop your shitUnder the Big TopSo many tricks to show (Come down)So many freak shows to go to (Come down)So many eyeballs to throwYour soul you're quick to dropUnder the big topThis wicked shit we flow to (Come down)So many dead souls we go through (Come down)Inside Hell's Pit they throw youLet the fire get to know youI'm Violent J's a juggla, pillow faced smugglaYou recognize my voice? I'm in a ski mask mugging yaI can walk on stilts 900 feet highAnd than drop a dart down straight into your eyeWell I'm Shaggy Shaggs, I went from rags to ragsAnd I've received many meals out your garbage bagsI can do backflips all the way up a wallSwinging an axe, that was the last thing that you sawI can slit your throat from across the roomThrowing a Joker's Card under the light of the moonAnd then I hook my feet onto your swinging ceiling fanWith two swords and yell for everybody else to come inYou can split me in the middle or saw straight downYou have two one legged halves of me jumping aroundYou can cut them in half, you have four of us fuckersMy limbs all crawling and attacking like brothersUnder the big topSo many tricks to show (Come down)So many freak shows to go to (Come down)So many eyeballs to throwYour soul you're quick to dropUnder the big topThis wicked shit we flow to (Come down)So many dead souls we go through (Come down)Inside Hell's Pit they throw youLet the fire get to know youUnder the big top Aus Songtexte Mania