Woke up again all alone just me and my broken soul I aint got no where to go I cant breath no weed I cant even smoke and so eat pills cause they calm
(Violent J) I pop out the box, swing on a spring Big Violent J with the axe out (Shing!) Trouble we bring, a juggalo thing Wicked clown with the boom
and tell us What's going on with him and What he wants to change about himself If you will Ummm hello everybody My name is Violent J and I'm an axe murderer
, give back the tobasco you mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe
Chambers It's death by wishes and mad niggaz is getting headaches I'ma warn you, this shit here is about to get pathetic And there's fucking boys getting
houses or homes for the insane Like the deformed son who was locked in a shed Later escaped when he chopped off their heads Why do axe murderers only
down Guess who in the Benz wagon, draggin' my sound down Mackin' it was Dale Breedy the greedy Connivin' ass snake genie Cop with a bikini will murder
me Hot rhythms stimulate me Can't help but swing it boy Swing it brother swing Don't stop the beat that's Slapped this foolish brat Come on swing me boys
watch your tongue or we'll have you in the cell." The junior constable she looked so eager, I said, "Why don't you go find some axe murderer? Someone
spot I punish and plot with Mix-a-Lot Now where's the leader at? Gotta get him back Gotta get the gat, gotta get the axe Call it a revengeful murderous
In! Yo! FACE! Mwahahahoohurhurhooraaaah! (Something special!) Somet'in' special for you and yo face, biiiiitch! (Go get 'em boys!) IN! YO! FACE! Paaaah
shit in the river The cat and my boys saw five go down Can ya get a free ride? (No, not again) On the murder go round (Nooo!!!) [Chorus] Murder go round, murder
flow, give back the tobasco You mother fuckers mustsanot know the tic tac songs Time to show you the mo kick ass flow in the cosmos Picasso with a pick axe
Lyrical professor, keep you under pressure Mind like a thousand computers, you better re-rout your manouvers Cause my soldier recruiters murder producers
a cab down Guess who in the Benz wagon, dragging my sound down Macking it was Dale Breedy the greedy Caniving ass snake genie Cop with a bikini will murder
Yeah Webby Let's hit you with some bars real quick Axe murder a beat the way I spit a free Lizzie Borden in the flesh come and get at me Like the witch
