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(Rude Boy) "Hey what up ya'll, it's the Rude Boy. I know ya'll ain't in, but I just want let ya'll to know something man, ya'll know I love ya, ya'll know you're my homies, and uh, bye we'll talk later. Peace Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: Let me ask you this life we live And let me try to swerve some attention you give To them distant ass relatives over ham dinner If they really missed you so much, why don't they just call a (mutha fucka)? If you wasn't blood would you still have love Or in fact does the blood make you think you have to love? Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here, but my homies are family too, 3rd cousins get outta here Who was you with when you got tattooed? And who was you trippin' with when you did them mushrooms? And whothe fuck threw up all over you car and then felt worse than you about the shit in the morning? Who loaned you money homie, who owes you cash? (WHO?) Who taught you how to use the bong for the grass? (WHO?) I don't know much, but I gotta assume When you hit your first neden, your homies was in the other room Chorus: We talkin' about HOMIES HOMIES Talkin' about those dogs of mine Our mutha fuckin HOMIES HOMIES We throwin' up clown love signs Real Juggalo HOMIES HOMIES Letras de cancionesTalkin' about those dogs of mine homies homies Violent J and Shaggy 2 Dope: Have you ever had a job that you truly despise? Like I like don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries And you got this boss who think he the Don Mega, because he the head manager, Chief Chilli Fry Maker All you can vision is ya'll beating him down, your homies standin' on his back while you're kickin' his head around But responsibility is there, I can't lie though, I'd of been plucked his fuckin' eye ball out with a chicken bone I'm crazy as fuck, I'd rip your piercings off, and now my homies are holding me back so I don't look soft When you snuck the car out who did you get? (WHO?) And when you got caught, on who'd you blame the shit? (WHO?) Who can you relax around and scratch your balls? (WHO?) Homies, I'm talkin' about like you and yours Chorus: Violent J, Anybody Killa, and Juggalos: (Lavender Rain - She Loves You Real - Oshideous 2:12 - Roy Sota FX) You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby You don't like me, you can fuck on! Carnival ain't for everyone! Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady Jamie Madrox and Monoxide Child of Twiztid: Me and my homies stay tight like a noose and if you step to one of us, you better step the whole crew I never knew that I could depend, that I could have some friends, that's down to the very end Well that's my homeboys excuse me, my family, and when we conquer the world, we mackin' on the galaxy Cause the sky's the limit and we ain't finished, and if my homies gonna ride than you know I'm with it Puff it and pass it and I give it to my homies ya'll Hit it and quit it then I give it to my homies ya'll I got the world around my finger with my homies ya'll And everything is obsolete unless I hear my homies call We world wide with homies across the planet Stickin' together like zippers on a Micheal Jackson "Beat It" jacket They got my back like a tat, for that I love ya'll, hangin' till we old and gray like grandpas Violent J, Anybody Killa, and the Juggalos: You don't like me, you can fuck off! Carnival ain't for everyone! Keep it in your click fuck the outside baby You don't like me, you can fuck off! Carnival ain't for everyone! Runnin' with the homies until I'm old like Grady You don't like me, you can fuck off! Carnival ain't for everyone! I ain't talkin' bout my family or my mother fuckin' lady You don't like me, you can fuck off! Swingin' hatchets on the daily with my crew actin' crazy From Letras Mania