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Mar. 7th, 2006 @ 11:23 am
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aight ima sick. but ima so not sleepin no mores. ima sittin on teh intarwebbers waitin fer my gurl ta hit me up.
YO WERE ALL MY DAWGS AT!
damn. i ate a bowl a cereal an it aint sittin right. ima bounce.
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Feb. 5th, 2006 @ 03:31 pm
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What's up, Juggalos? Not trying to ruin your day, but we have some very serious and very important news that we have to report. Today, an attorney representing ABK informed us that ABK has decided to move on from Psychopathic Records and will not be signing his new contract. We were informed that ABK has decided to pursue other avenues, which were not told to us at this time. Throughout the last couple of months, as we were meeting with ABK, we were informed by ABK himself on several occasions that he was down to stay with Psychopathic, so it was a great shock to find out today that he has decided to leave.
Well, Juggalos, what more can we say or do? ABK is gone now, and there's nothing else we can do about it but move on... and move on we will. Peace, y'all.
damn yo. What a time fo change. peaze |
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Jan. 31st, 2006 @ 12:58 am
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Dis shit is getn outta hand.
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Dec. 12th, 2005 @ 05:22 pm
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Dec. 5th, 2005 @ 02:15 pm
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mans ima so fuckan sore lately.
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fuckaz.
Nov. 28th, 2005 @ 06:10 pm
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yos happy tanksgiving. I aint gots much ta say right nows. ima kinda pissed right nows. Sorries if i aint talkin to yas or nuttin. ima bounce out, jus wantad ta say happy tanksgiving
Nov. 25th, 2005 @ 08:37 pm
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I have a purpose...
Take your dill knife, stab me, go, strike my heart...(ha ha, ha ha...ha ha, ha ha )
I have a purpose...
Such things cant exist...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them...
I have a purpose...
Quietly, I will come over your bed,
I will lean over and gently bite your neck...
Ringmaster...
I have a purpose...
You will tell them of me and how one day I shall come for them
Jun. 19th, 2005 @ 01:18 am
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damn yo. got a buddy o mines a hooks up yo.
im lit. im in teh groove yo. lols. well peeps i made a few enemies friends in mines times but im bouncin yo. peace out yo
Jun. 17th, 2005 @ 09:26 pm
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Hey look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think I'm wasting my time doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that
I'm alright
And you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spend with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry
I can't be perfect
Jun. 16th, 2005 @ 11:03 am
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"The vision appeared as a caravan of strange and powerful beings, which he recognized immediately as the Dark Carnival."
Jun. 15th, 2005 @ 01:23 pm
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Bitches (3x) Bitch what tha fuck? What ya try to do to me? You wasn't true to me
When I was locked up you fucked somethin like 34 guys But I let that slide Cuz
your ass is bangin, your titties is phat I wanted to fuck that, but fuck that I never
gave a fuck that, you put it through the courts And gave me genital warts Now I
stack my nine, I'm goin for your knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a
squeeze As your standin there I'ma be like BITCH! You know you done fucked up
right? Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die
(4x) Bitch don't talk about bitches I'm fuckin them Please no fat bitches I'm fuckin
slim Unless its one of those nights I'm smokin my shit I don't camp out high, I'm
fuckin that shit How much it cost big fat crack head? Ain't tryin to hear all them
words you said Five minutes bitch, then I came Fuck your name, and from were
you came I don't give a fuck bitch, I will kill you You Sequeta You Bolinda You to
Pation BITCH!!! Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now
ya gotta die (4x) One thing I can't stand is these bitches Tryin to take my riches,
when I ain't even got none I never lies, you knew what I wanted all the while My dick
in your vertical smile We kiss and hug, snug and tickle But the bitch wouldn't even
buff my fuckin pickle She fucked everybody else in the place It's all good, NOW
LET ME HEAD BUTT YOUR FACE! Bitch I love you but now ya gotta die Girl you
know I love you but now ya gotta die Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now
ya gotta die, now ya gotta die (repeat)
Jun. 14th, 2005 @ 09:11 pm
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One time, the ICP with this shit
For you and your boys to say "fuck yeah" to
Yo, G, kick some of that shit about the wizard and all that
Drop a psycho beat and go on and rap, bald-headed fuck
Aw shit, homeboy, you should of seen me
I was flipped at the party drinking a fifth of MD
Straight passed-out on his mother's bed
With seven cans of brew going through my head
Dreaming, I was sipping on Faygo
With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado
Huh, I can't run no where
Cause the whole damn house was spinning through the air (damn!)
And don't laugh just yet
And it bland my motherfucking eyes bet
And here comes a three and a half foot pimp
With a blue zoo suit and a mack daddy limp
Yo, I gotta grip on my weapon
Cuz this midget motherfucker and his boys are stepping
"Oh my, look at the witch
You crushed and killed that wicked old bitch"
And they saying that I'm doomed
Cuz I killed some ho that rides on a broom
Fuck this, I'm going back to where I stay
And I walking down the yellow brick alleyway
[Interlude (contains samples from "Wizard of Oz" and "Ghetto Zone")]
Well, go on motherfucker!
Now I'm roaming just like basshead
Everybody know just where the alley led
And don't say you don't know
Which way to go, yo, there go the scarecrow
I ain't playing this bullshit no more
So I whip out the nigger play the double-four
Best tell my ass how to get back
Or I'll blow the straw out your fucking head
You wanna see the wizard?
Fuck yeah, I do
Get me off this pole and I'll come with you
You know the wiz
Yeah, its the road for him
Then he gave me on a 'gene
Now I gotta bullet for him
So me and the crow was walking on bricks
Spitting and cussing and holding our dicks
Thinking, damn, this ain't how the movie goes
I ain't seen one motherfucking rainbow
Ain't a fresh pair of kicks in the land
Just what you thought, there go the tin man
How to get to the wizard?
What the fuck
I ain't saying shit until you oil me up
I don't see any motherfucking oil, bro
Oil me up with a forty of Red Bull
Huh, just like the book said
Tin Man was stumbling like a crackhead
Old-ass rusted out metal
But we was on our way to see the wizard of the ghetto
"Somewhere over the rainbow"
(Shut the) fuck up, bitch
[GUNSHOTS]
Damn, this ain't Kansas, ho
This is the southwest motherfucking ghetto zone, bitch
So pick your skank ass up
And you and Toto get the fuck on
Yeah, we've come a long way
Drop the motherfuckers all the way to Del Ray
And I'm a wonder land story book tourist
Gripping that .44 we coming up to the forest
Anything could be out there
Lions, tigers, maybe a bear
Hoods and hoodlums and theives, oh my [3x]
I'm a kick somebody in they fuckin' eye
Don't fuck with me at a time like this
I'll send out a bullet guarenteed won't miss
So I just move and the hooks are flying
You've come and buck with the fucking lion
I want rings, chains, any kind of gold
Or what?
Or I'm a let this nine unfold
Man, fuck this, come back to Del Ray
There you can rob motherfuckers any day
Crackheads, hoes, whatever you can name
Catch all the rich ones coming out the ball game (yeah)
So finally we was at the castle
And with the guards, we got no hastle
They all just got the fuck out our way
I guess even in Oz they know of Violent J
[Interlude]
Yo, where's the motherfucking wizard stay
Who wants to know? Violent-psychopath-J
I wanna word with him at gun point
Cuz there's no place like Detroit
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
The Wizard of the Ghetto as its said
Welcome to the wizards kingdom
Sorry, motherfucker, this is where you'll stay
Scarecrow, you ain't shit to me
And the lion ain't shit but a snack for three
Tin Man, don't take me for a sucker
I'll chew your ass up and spit bullets out, motherfucker
We let it rain
Seventy-nine slugs to his fucking brain
Then I stepped back cool and calm
Cuz the Tin Man was dropping cluster bombs
Everybody know about car jacking
So me and the fellas went home macking
Jumped in a smooth-ass ride
Drop top Geo says "Wiz" on the side
Gripped it back to the hood where we came from
And that shit was fun
Next thing I knew I was back at the party
Got up and was finning to tell everybody
But I just let it pass
Cuz I know they'll laugh at my drunk ass
Jun. 14th, 2005 @ 01:25 am
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shit if only i lived in De yo! id be at that fuckan concert yo! shit.that and the 28th i gots to work. fuckan shit. wtfe. well yo im going to get the fuck up and head to work. MCL
peace out fuckaz
Jun. 13th, 2005 @ 08:19 pm
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"Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's number one
game show, The Joker's Wild! Shaggy, tell us something about
tonight's contestants."
"Hey, motherfuckers
Get ready for the killer show of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck
So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
[Violent J]
Woohoo!
Everybody smile
Guess who's back on your underground dial (who?)
It's the game show host with the most (Violent J)
And tonight we finna have a little pig roast
Cop copper, it's been a long while
Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle
Mr. Pig-Man packing that steel
But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheel
Looks good, nice try
Now let's see just how ya gonna die?
Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed
He just pounds nails in your forehead
The pig got lucky that time
But let's take a look who's next down the line
Oh, the 43rd District judge
Hey pal, remember me
You threw me in jail
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck
The clicker's landed, let me check
The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at all
We just cut your face off and slap your skull
Who's next for the games and fun?
Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run
The redneck that sicked his dog on me
Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
Spin around and around it goes
Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes
Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile
Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
"Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?"
"Jeffrey Dahmer."
"No, the correct answer would be your mother. Shaggs?"
"Aww, shit, motherfuckers
Get ready for round two of this bitch
So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped
Step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
[Violent J]
You like big money and prizes, don't ya
You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya
Ya little bitch, it's your turn to spin
Free money, now spin again
Oh goody, the unzip your drawers
I'm finna clip this chain on your balls
Raise ya upside down for the bang bada
Now we bust your head like a pinata (hey!)
The audience loves that shit
Listen to em cheer when your forehead splits
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah
We got guts on the camera
"The Joker's Wild is brought to you by...Faygo
EVERYBODY SING!!"
"Send your momma straight up to the store, tell that bitch to bring home a
Faygo"
[Violent J]
Welcome back to the Carnival Show
Here's your chance for the big money cash flow
Hit your buzzer, pull your lever
Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head
Pick a door, one, two, or three
It's the same behind every door, me
There's no escape, now gimme that bald head
The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead
At home they just watching your doom
We broadcast from hell to your living room
I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style
Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
"It's time to play hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your
mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Will he hit or miss....
HE HIT! What's next?"
"We got money, we got cash, we got prizes
We got blood, we got guts
We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild"
[Violent J]
I got my yellow suit and my purple tie
Somebody's gonna die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor
Always bitchin, yellin from the kitchen
Window, see he died and he went to hell though
We meet again, I got my own game show
Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck around
BONUS ROUND!
Oh shit, the end of the game
Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang
You gotta chance for money and prizes
You gotta chance at death, too hahah
So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast
Your chance for freedom at last
Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?
"Uh, I think so", load the gat
"The cop in here?"
"Eats butt."
"Yes. The square root of two?"
"Uhhh..."
"Correct. Nutsacs don't belong in?"
"Butt cracks"
"Right. Richboys eat?"
"Caviar."
"No, the correct answers bullets." [gunshots]
"Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so long till next week folks
See ya later, goodbye"
"That's it, go home (aww!)"
Jun. 12th, 2005 @ 09:29 am
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