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Welcome everyone to the big show
Jake and Jack, and the dark carnival
Remove your hats or we'll cut off your heads
Show respect your amongst the dead
Don't like bigots and richy boy fucks
Ain't shit changed bitch, check us
Detroit, southwest murderers die
The greatest spectacle under the sky
5 Cards came and made they mark
From moon you gone down platin park
Fuck the drum sticks, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown bitch hello
Everbody come jump in our rides
Bring you and your fat ass bitch in side
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can't nobody get with these, motha fucka
BRING IT ON

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

Violent J, Shaggy, serial killers with style
Fashion of the 2000's and beyond

Voodoo, chicken and magical wands
Dead bigots, (yo) face down in the ponds
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist
All this playa hatin gettin me pissed
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky chick hoe
Swishers, Faygo's and Kung Foo blow's
If Jake jeckel drop 88 card
No more chicks just sizzlin balls
I'll hypnotize ya like a vampire
Bite your neck and set your head on fire
Shoot me with silver bullets, OK
I'll pull 'em out, pawn 'em and get paid
Here try my licorice treat
I know dead folk that chew they feet
Carnival moves in shadow of time
And he's runnin a little behind, bitch
BRING IT ON

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

Insane Clown Posse ICP
Ax murdering done with a touch of detroit class

Jeckel Drop ball
Shangrila dies (3x)
1 for your greed
2 for your lies
Jeckel Drop ball
Shangrila die (3x)
1 for your greed
2 for your lies

Shaggs 2 Dope serial killa
Ax murder boy, wig cap peela
I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh
I'm pimpin like David Caresh...why's it
People think I got bombs in my locka
Teachers try to open it up, I'M A SOCK HER
Get the fuck back and leave me alone
Before I have to come to your home, and see ya
Wind me up and I can do flips
And put the smack down on your lips
Billy Boy Rude and Jump Steady Tom Tubs
Stephan Legs, Double A got love
Drinkin Moon Mist carnival bar
Got folk love, people love whatever you are
Fork side ways I'm a jugglin man
Can't nothin reign bitch
BRING IT ON

Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (7x)

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