Smoke a square and then prepare yourself
Monoxide, Monox-boogie, Mo-Diddy, Mo-Something
Smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square (*##$

Me and Violent, Me and Violent J
I'm the wickedest of wicked and by far
I'm destined for greatness

Killing off you people hate this
Now you can raise us in the top notch
Mag or book

And we still won't give you !@$)s a look
(*##$ boy, I'm gay-bashing
Come see my gun

I never hated !@$)s till I got sued by one (by one)
My mental picture is painting me something ugly
And I still don't understand how my hands got all bloody

It's the Juggla!
A juggalo role-model
I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle

And then you meet me and expect a nice guy
You're lucky I ain't stuck a screw driver in your eye yet (hound dogs)
When I sign an autograph, I see you chopped up in my tub, soaking in a blood bath

With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head)
I'm getting glued the $#&@ out with my homie $#&@ing Violent J
And we don't give a $#&@ about nothing you $#&@ing (*##$es say

We speak the word and he unheard the mystify
And when you see us, hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye
It's a long dark ride, where you going there ain't no holding back

I'm the reaper in this (*##$, there ain't no coming back
My tongue in fact conceal a casket
And spit some %#@!, so off the rip, it's a classic

Shut the $#&@ up, when we speaking (*##$
Ain't yo mamma ever taught you %#@!
We stab individuals in they fatal spots

You got nine lives? Well I got 10 shots (yeah!)
I remember when we first got started
Clown paint and faygo, you thought we was !@$!ed (whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!)

Finally got you in the front row wilin
Now I'm gonna do it again with Zug Izland
I'm a axe holder, user, deep throater

Wouldn't know a juggalo if I showed ya shadowless
My reflection still casts a demon with green eyes behind stained glass
I see spirits and I talk to people that ain't there

They seem to vanish in thin air
Why don't you get ghost homie, raise up
While me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up (what?)

Real $$# juggalos is all I care about (who?)
$#&@ everybody else, and I don't want to hear about
And I don't give a $#&@ if you know someone that's down

I'll grab you by your neck and fling your $#&@ing head around
I won't sign nothing
$#&@ taking a picture

$#&@ shaking your hand, I'll pull you at me and hit you (plaw!)
Then I kick ya $#&@ing guts in until your ribs break
There's your mutha $#&@ing hand shake, (*##$ ((*##$, (*##$, (*##$)