Down With The Clown

"This one goes out to the ninjas that’s been down since Carnival of Carnage.
Naw, fuck that. Since Dog Beats. Naw fuck that, since Basement Cuts, mothafucka!"
How long will the juggalos be down wit’ me?
How long till they forget me? Check it out,
What if I grew another fuckin’ head?
And his name was Violent Ed?
And he headbutt me every time I cussed?
I would need two microphones when I bust.
Would you show me love, even with another head?
Or would you be like, "Fuck you and Ed!"
Or, what if I sold out like a bitch?
And took the makeup off and went soft?
Call myself Detroit southwest lover?
And put my ugly ass face on the album cover?
Went R&B top ten hit,
And we had Jodecie singin’ all over our shit?
Fuck that though, yo, I’m a juggalo,
So don’t forget me like ya did with Minuto.
What about when the world’s like fuckas, killas?
What will ya be? Down
What about when I’m a hundred and three?
What will ya be? Down, down
What about when the world’s like fuckas, killas?
What will ya be? Down
What about when the carnival comes to ya town?
I’m a be down wit the clown!
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How long will ya be down with a ghetto puppet?
I say I’m sick in the nugget, and ya love it!
I ate a dead body, I ain’t proud of it,
I told you all about it, and you all applauded! (yay!)
I got problems, I’m haunted by a carnival,
I could run and tell a doctor, but what for?
I just put it on tape wit’ a phat beat,
And make a quick buck, I’m like, fuck! (woo woo)
I could’ve came out sportin’ some hammer pants,
Kick steppin’ with Shaggs, and try to dance,
Make ya mom happy, keepin’ it soft,
I’d rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off!
I know then you’d probably start to trip,
And swing at me, but hit Violent Ed in the lip,
Look, I don’t even know what I’m tryin’ to say,
Just don’t forget me like ya did with Rahbay.
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I’m a be down, I’m a be down,
Down with the clown till I’m dead in the ground.
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"Somebody page me?"
"Who the fuck is this?"
"It it’s me, you said I could page you "
"No, no. You misunderstood me. I said fuck you! Nobody cares if you’re dead
or alive, so go fuck yourself!"
"Okay, call me later, bye."

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