Hokus Pokus
"Serial slaughtering stranglers
Jugging Juggling juggalos
Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks
I C fuckin P's in the haugh"
Abracadabra boom shacka dae
I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae
And I come with a hat full of tricks
Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks
Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you
Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to
The Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown luv
Even sets I've never heard of
Roll into town, and out with the big top
Four cards down, and two more still to drop
And when it does, I pack up and hit the road
Cuz I don't wanna see your head explode
Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken
Add a buck, you get a two-liter with em
And when the genie says on with the show
It's hokus pokus jokers, Great Milenko.
Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Southwest slithering snakes of darkness come
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Shazam BAM, shocka locka lokey
Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis
Call me a psycho-skitso freak
And I'll call you by your name (dick-anus)
Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck
I bounce down Verner in a popcorn clown truck
I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard.
I grab your gizzard
Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin
Everybody's waitin for the show to begin
Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go
Try to land in a glass of Faygo
Uh, you suck, you missed the fuckin glass
Broken neck, and busted your fuckin ass
But the genie says on with the show
Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko.
What awaits you after death, rub the lamp and explore
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
Enter Milenko's Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall
Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride
"Fuck em all, fuck em all
Clown dawg, freak dawg
Joker dawg
Prom Queen
Won't you be my prom queen? (Another morning)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen? (It's time for my senior prom)
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Another morning, I must get up and go to school
I'm taking too long gettin dressed
Tryin to look my best
Because today is not your ordinary every morning
My high school prom is coming and I heed my daddy's warnings
I'm going to find myself a girl to take to the prom
I shouldn't have too much trouble because I'm
I'm very nice,
My mother says I'm very handsome When I wear my good vest
And mother knows best
I got to school, I straggle through the hallways
I stop and gaze at all the girls just like always
But this time, I must now approach them
Or my daddy might get mad and break my wrist again
And so I choose her, her hair, it matches with her face
She is so lovely, my heart and pulse begin to race
I make my way between her friends and to her presence
Hello, Christine, would you be my prom queen?
I'd rather die
I'd rather die
I'd rather die...
There was a time when I could except a no
That was before, Christine is gonna have to go
My parents will be proud of me when I bring her home
So now I sit and watch her practice in the gym dome
Christine is famous, she has so many different friends
Will they miss her when she's dead or will they just pretend
Nobody talks to me, I only talk to I
And I been telling myself all day, she's gotta die
Good morning, everybody
This is Principal Rogers
And I would just like to congradulate our Senior class
And wish them a great time at tonight's prom dance
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Everybody has a real good time
It was really fuckin easy, I'm a human hater
I took a towel from the locker room to suffocate her
I had to throw away her gym bag and all her folders
And when it got dark, I carried her home on my shoulders
My daddy was asleep, when I snuck her in the back
I thought about my situation and it's kind of wack
It sounds cheap, but we're having prom in my cellar
But she's dead, I guess I'll never have to tell her
I took the bottles up to Meijer's, four dollars worth
I took the 17 dollars that was in her purse
I bought balloons, and streamers, and stuff to munch
I had a dollar left, I bought a Faygo punch
I hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wall
I banged my head a couple times, I'm just too fuckin tall
I would have took her to the school like a normal man
But I had to kill her first they'd never understand
I put a record on and then I picked her up to dance
I pray she cannot feel the woody growing in my pants
I know my daddy would be proud of all that I've done
Instead of burning me, he'll probably come and hug his son
I think about it as I dance slowly to the beat
The more I think about it
Tears are rolling down my cheek
I hope I showed Christine a night like no other
Cause after all, that's how my daddy did my mother
Our Seniors deserve a night to celebrate with friends
And celebrate all their great work
Prom night is your very own special night
And everybody always remember their high school prom
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Won't you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom king)
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Won't you be my prom queen?
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
Everybody has a real good time
My Kind Of Bitch
My kind of bitch ain't like your bitch
Cuz my bitch don't bitch at all
My bitch don't blink, she don't even think
About money or fuckin mall
My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
Cuz she's much too busy pulling the worms
Out her butt, she ain't bathed in years
My kind of bitch, I'll never forget
We firts met on a Oujia board
Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes
And swallow a ninja sword
I said, "hey bitch, how do you do?
Some fucks call me Violent J"
She picked her nose and flicked it at me
Smiled and was on her way, my kind of bitch
My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
My kind of bitch don't fix her hair
She don't care about what she wears
Fuck that!
My kind of bitch has a hole in her neck
And has to talk like this "I love you"
She can drink through it, ya get used to it
It whistle every time we kiss
My kind of bitch gots one good tittie
The other one's skinny and red
She can make the one jiggle
The other one don't do shit
but just sit their dead
My kind of bitch has a wooden eye
With a nail sticking half way out
It once caught a fire and we all had to spit
In her face just to put it out
My kind of bitch is a little loopy
And her ass might droop a bit
But I scoop that loop and fold the flop
And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch
My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch gots one good tittie
The other one's skinny and red
My kind of bitch gots one good tittie
"Hello? Um, my name is J.
I'm from Detroit.
I'm looking for a girl,
who's, um, dead.
Um, a girl who can possibly forfill
some of my fetishes.
Which include, um, dipping your titties in Faygo
and slapping my face with them.
Um, jumping from the dresser
and landing on my balls. Uh..."
My kind of bitch waits till I sleep
Then run and fuck my friends
And everytime I break her legs
Then give my homie's ends (haha what's up, man!)
She shot me once and stabbed my neck
And even broke my nose
But I lick her from her crooked neck
Down to her stringy toes, my kind of bitch
My kind of bitch
My kind of bitch waits till I sleep
Then run and fuck my friend
My kind of bitch waits till I sleep then...
"Hello? Uh, my name is Shaggs,
and I'm lookin for a girl
with a big big fat fuckin ass.
And titties.
And a big fat fuckin ass.
And, uh, I want my dick sucked,
and I want my balls scratched.
And I want her to scratch my ass and twist my balls at the same time, that's a must.
And I'm looking for a girl
who can stretch titties and stuff em in her ass."
Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I'm looking for a bitch
I'm looking for a girl to fit my needs (my kind of bitch)
We can have picnics under the moon
In the graveyard
We can have picnics under my house (my kind of bitch)
I'm looking for a girl to die with
If you're already dead, that's cool
You can sit around and wait for me to die (my kind of bitch)
I'm looking for a girl to squeeze me
I'm looking for a girl to squeeze my balls
Let me squeeze your neck
"This is Lisa. I've been a bad, bad girl."
Skitsofrantic
Skitsofrantic, don't panic
Leave me alone, get the fuck on
Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
I hear people walking in the other room
Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
Try to drive home, someone's in the back
Whisperin words, breathin on my neck
Flickin my ear, I know they're right there
But I can't see em in my mirror, uh
Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
Hiding under covers, they're trying get me
But I can tell one of them is under there with me
I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
Can't do a thing, just let it ring
Cause if I do, the phone will explode
I think I better leave him on hold
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
I better just chill, bitch get real
I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal
You want me dead so that you can get paid
I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time
I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
I'm a give his ass something, motherfucker
The man next door try to take me out
So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
Here come the cops, I don't know shit
How do I know you're legit, bitch?
I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
Cause I can tell, he's just one of them
Every night I see him on my little TV
He's always looking at me, why?
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Sittin in my room, everything's dark
I think I heard somebody fart
Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
Pulled out an axe and take off my clothes
Paint my face like a wicked clown
I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
Hey, hey, hey
You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
No, you ain't getting none, bitch
This shit costs money
Oh, hey hey, kiddies
How are you liking the ride thus far?
Excellent
This next one is about that shit
That comes out of the sewers and pipes
And chokes your neck
It's called the Smog
Ahahahahaha
