It was like March, April
Fuckin Lebro
Torus, born in 1775
I'm like 300 and somethin, but I'm still alive
I used to hang with the original, billy the kid
You probably think I'm only playin but, I did
My daddy's were a 2 headed freak show
Mamma a fortune tella, Azmerella Zella
Anyway they had sex on a Oija board
And I was born the next day
Violent J
When I was 14 I tripped on the train track
And I was crushed right there, on the steel rack
I'm out cold, they though it would fuck me up
I got up and itched my butt, and I'm like, what?
Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy child of theWitch heffer
Whatever
Tied me up burned me and threw stones
Had a few scrapes and cuts
Smokey Nuts
After that they started bowin and shit
Prayin to me, you know how those primatives get
I said get off my dick I ain't a savior
I'm what ya call a juggalo, and all I want is my flava
4 simple things in this bitch before I die
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
And a little sip of Faygo to
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
50 years passed all my homey's are old ass fucks
I ain't even got hair on my nuts
I left the village in the search of my ends, I wrestledAlligators
Battled terminators
Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me
I faught in the civil war, Yankees army
I walked across enemie lines with a mack 10
Man they didn't even have that shit back then
How you just gonna come in my shit and fuck it up?
Well atleast make this shit sound real man damn!
I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern
Steddy takin cannon balls
To the balls
The war ended, I traveled the country horse back
Until this fool tried to horse jack
He put his gat to my head and blew my face up
Didn't even smear the makeup
I took his gun a put a divit in his neck
The sherriff didn't like it
I got endited
87 long years in the state pen
Till they finally forgot why they put me in
They had to let me go, can't hold me on nothin
On they way out they like "Yo ain't you like a houndred andsomethin?"
I'm said Yeah thats right, and I ain't gonna die till I get myshit motha fucka!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
Just a little sip or two
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka
I will neva DIE!
I slept under bridges, lived in a valley
Climbed up mountains, searched the alleys
More years passed and I still ain't died
Now I'm in Detroit on the Southwest Side
My homie has an empala blue '67
Last night we hit the road pushin 111
I stuck my head out the window told 'em forward the most
And let my nugget ping off a light post
hahahaha hell yeah cuz, yeah it hurts a little bit but then yagotta straight bust
The world hates me cuz of shit like this
They always try and kill me but, MISS
I know it's odd cuz my face is forever painted
When I was born the bitch ass doctor fainted
My tongues a little long I choke people with it
Looks kinda nasty, but chicks dig it
And I told ya my neck can strech for miles
I sorta look like somethin from the X-Files
People wanna see me die for then a little bit
But I'm a juggalo, and as a juggalo I want my SHIT
And I ain't gonna die till I get it!!!!
I want a rusy ax
I wanna know voodoo
A fat bitch named Bridget
I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew
Till I get my shit in this motha fucka

I will neva Die!
Die (2x)

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