Jumpsteady
Outcha Mouth
I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and who I be? And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth My name is Jumpsteady But are you punks ready For the samari machete To make human confetti Of the ones who contend Stepping up on my path With the fierier dexterier, don't make me laugh I'm like dare devil and Bruce Banner rolled into one Cause you wouldn't wanna make me mad and you're blind, son To some of the things, tactics and such That we apply to the carnival, so check nuts (Check Nuts) I'm the jack of many trades SongtexteTroops, that's the old days Laughed that in the hallway Fucked them bitches anyway I wonder what they're doing today? Most a them bitches prolly broke, homeless, tricked out or underpaid How the Pendulum swings, laugh now, cry tomorrow In exchange for the happiness and sorrow (sorrow) Time will borrow And again unfold and better like (yup) Casting corrupt souls deeper in the shadows of night (C'mon!) I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth Where I'm at is in your earholes Bumping outta ya stereo Loud enough to crack your tinted windows And I suppose that ya still don't know How I exceed to levels that ain't never been seen before Master of the Shaolin Tiger walk while joustin No hand blimp right hand and round housing Beating like the beat of the drum Slightly sicker than some And I exterminate beef so you don't want none J is for the journey and the thieving gain Followed by the U - uncanny And completely insane M is for the madness spawning my ideas And P is for Psychopathic and props to people that see us Steady, steady like a Chevy Out of control With no brakes and wrapped around a phone pole Then I explode on the world like C-4 Before the demo team can even hit the door I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I'm the last seconds on a doomsday clock Like an open box of Anthrax chilling on a desktop Execution, an illusion of art Like a wizard's magic pencil steady aiming at your heart Always backed by the hatchet Drop a body in a casket Like a guillotine, rolling heads in a basket As for the busters unleashing some rage In the folds of my jacket I cradle my gauge I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth I heard ya wanna know about me (What?) Where I'm at (What?) and Who I be And why the call me Jumpsteady (Fuck Yeah!) I'm just a ninja from the carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth (*screaming*) Alright, alright and yesiree! A clean hit! A perfect hit! And no pain for the target Too bad the guy was only 38. Just 2 years older, he'da been worth 3 times the points But for the second year in a row Machine Gun Joe, has splattered the...
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