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It was like March, April Fuckin Lebra Fuckin uhh Taurus, 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 Mama, a fortune teller, Esmeralda Zeller Anyway they had sex on a Ouija 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 thought it had fucked me up I got up and itched my butt, I'm like, what? Everybody tripped and called me the clown devil boy Child of the Witch 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 them 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 flavor 4 simple things in this bitch before I die I want a rusty axe! Letras de cancionesI wanna know voodoo! A fat bitch named Bridget! And a little sip of Faygo too Till I get my shit in this muthafucka I will neva DIE! Aww hell yeah, so anyway 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 search of my ends, I wrestled alligators Battled terminators Nothin ever killed me, nothin could harm me I fought in the civil war, Yankees army I walked across enemy 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 at least make this shit sound real man, damn! I walked acrossed enemy lines with a, lantern Steady 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 It didn't even smear the makeup I took his gun a put a divot in his neck Sherriff didn't like it I got indicted 87 long years in the state pen Until 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 hundred and somethin?" I said Yeah thats right, and I ain't gonna die till I get my shit muthafucka!!! I want a rusty axe! I wanna know voodoo! A fat bitch named Bridget! Just a little sip or two Till I get my shit in this muthafucka I will neva DIE! Hahaha whoo hoo, yeah I slept under bridges, lived in the valleys I 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 Impala blue '67 Last night we hit the road pushin 111 I stuck my head out the window told 'em floor it the most And let my nugget ping off a light post Hahaha hell yeah cuz, hurts a little bit but then ya get a straight buzz The world hates me cause of shit like this They always try and kill me but, MISS I know it's odd cause 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 more than 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 rusty axe! I wanna know voodoo! A fat bitch named Bridget! I said Faygo FUCK Mountain Dew! Till I get my shit in this muthafucka I will neva Die! Die! Die! From Letras Mania