Murder Rap

Legs Diamond in thy house, and we sendin' Clown Love out to Above the Law!

When I sit there and right thy shit for thy mic I hold, I make sure my beats are loud, and bold, and cold
Violent J is thy name that I go by, waking up with blood on my hands and I don't know why
You mother fuckers tryin' to get in my path, don't be surprised when you get a shotgun up your ass
Instigators, I got out for that ass too.
I'm gonna hang you from a street light, mangled and blue, ew!
You on my shit like a fiend on coke, but if you say thy wrong thing I'll put a slit in your throat, so
It's not thy answer no, I'm not a dancer no, I'm not a hero, a zero, but I call myself a Juggalo
And this is not a Demo, ICP, Above the Law, we let it GO!

Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER! Fantasizing, dramatizing, re-enacting, MURDER MURDER!

Violent J, I break backs, back break with my crew, if I'm jumping in thy pit then I'm getting loose
Cause I'm taking out people, causing bodily harm, making moves to improve thy Dark Carnival brainstorm
I'm not inferior, not taking no shit... Last kid that tried to check me got his fuckin' neck slit
Powers my name, thy clown be insane
And if we get to panicking
WE ALL GONNA RE-ARRANGE!

Ladies and gentlemen, introducing thy "Triple Threat"! Thy Wraith, thy Great Milenko, and thy Ringmaster!