Chillen at the studio Chillen at the studio 85 bucks an hour So hurry up and loop a beat come on Mike I'm Violent J but my homies call me **** head But that's my homeis to you I'm Violent J ***** I put my boys on a track even though they suck "Yo dawg I'm Dave and I don't five a ****" I did a record deal I signed a contract Technically, for Island I can only rap But **** that, with Twiztid I'm a still spit Even though I got a cold, and I sound like **** What the **** was that? Fuck it, leave it in, the **** is phat You heard thid beat 80 times and it's still freakin And if you notice my **** don't even rhyme Look at that I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat My **** went gold, I got phat knots And your still flyering parkin lots You might say my vocals are up to loud So I'm a turn 'em up louder just to piss you off! Psychopathic records are geniuses Get off are penises Here comes the chorus, but I ain't got a no hook Instead I'll just **** with the phone book Hello? Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please Who's this? Hairy, hey this is slim anus down at the canery Ugh, take shoot at the bulletin Somethin about ugh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the ugh, garage we got a casement of fudge We need as many packers as we can get Duh, ugh, Sacks Hello? My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls I'm always urinating in the Motel Halls I got a big head that never fits a hat So you aint ever seein me wear a damn thing green ***** I'm far from rich, I got a hooptie With a smash in the fender and in the back to I got a broken tail light and I'll smash you Bitch get outta my way we got Clown Love Phat props to the lyrical town dove It's the m-o, n-o, and I can't even spell the rest It takes to long and I need a ****en cigarette I can't hear my right ears mad whack So shut the **** up and listen or get and ass kicked I slap hoes, and call them *****es to there faces And scream out F

[Violent J] It's Friday night, dark, scary Lonely, walking through the park, cemetery And its foggy, cold and smoggy Hear a dog, a howling doggy I'm scared, should of brung the shotgun Should of, would of, but I ain't got one So I watch my back, and what's that The caretaker, a dirty old hunchback Better run, hide, quick, fast He's coming for my ass with a shovel No where to run, nore to hide but the grave bit So I dove in, I did the dumb **** Took a fall, deeper than six foot Down the stairs, hit a floor and through a door Into a whole new world of stiffs Bodies, heads, and sexy little dead chicks Club lights, sounds, bass DJs spinnin with maggots on they face And what I saw next then really took me Uh, they did the headless boogie [Chorus (2x)] Hey yo, I heard that you died Fuck that, it's time to get live Dead bodies let's all take a ride Lean to the left and slide (the headless boogie) "Oh yeah, we dug up the finest Bitches in the graveyard So come on down And if you ain't come to get your funk out Then get the **** out, *****" [Violent J] They all stand straight and swing to the side No heads, but they feet still glide Take a step back, twist and dive I even seen Kurt Cobain get live (blam!) No heads, but they all funky And drunk, drinking old Spunky Don't be shy, everyone's able Hit the floor, leave your nugget on the table And kick-step, and when you do kicks off If you're dead, your legs might fall off The whole time I can't believe I can't conceive, I don't wanna leave I'm kicking into a freak with no head No face, but the rest is straight She's with it, I hit it like a G Her back fell off, eww, excuse me Zombies, mummies, and Frankenstein Drinkin 'cisco disco dead wine Dead stiffs coming through the door Head, speakers, and limbs on the floor I'm getting drunk, I wanna be down, what's up I wanna be the headless cl

[Violent J] Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours And see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real But you had to **** up tha whole deal "Lets take a walk down the hallway It's a long way it, it takes all day!" And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair With straps and chains, we slap you in there Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread And pull your eyelids up over your head Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream It's just to bad it ain't what it seems [Shaggy 2 Dope] You walk in and see two kids on the floor They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score And sittin behind them chillin in a chair Is your wife, when ya look, oh, you ain't there It's some other man in the hand in hand Now she looks so happy you don't understand See this is an illusion, it never came true All because of you! [Violent J] Back to reality and what you're about Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out And she can't see straight from gettin hit Cuz you're a fat ****in drunk piece of **** But it's all good here, come have a beer I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear And you're death comes wicked painful and slow At tha hands of MILENKO! [Chorus (2x)] Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into [Violent J] Look who's next it's Mr. Clark The dirty old man from the trailer park You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat off "Lets take a walk down the hallway It's a long way it, it takes all day" And when you get to the end you'll find a chair You see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here We get all different kind of people comin through Richies, chickens and *****es just like you In the Halls everybod

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