The Tempest

[Verse 1: Violent J]

Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain

In walks a wicked clown... (Whoop Whoo-oo-ooop)

Violent J

One of death's good friends they say (hey, look at that)

You've never seen a cloud that dark in the middle of the day

Headed straight this way, I hope everything's okay

[Chorus]

The sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I think the sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

The fucking sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I feel the wind is calling me (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado

Lands a wicked clown... (Whoop Whoo-oo-ooop)

Shaggy 2 Dope (Southwest Strangla!)

Known to give the dead hope (Whooo)

And the air is right for some impending judgement

(when it rains, it pours)

And judging by the look of the sky

This might be it... (Judging by the look of the sky)

[Chorus]

The sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I think the sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

The fucking sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I feel the wind is calling me (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

The sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I think the sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

The fucking sky is falling (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

This shit's gonna be fun, be fun, be fun (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

I feel the wind is calling me (Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

(Move, Duck, Everybody run!)

[Outro]

Step forward and face the beast that is The Mighty Tempest

[Intro: Violent J]

Dare to go for a spin on the world's most horrifically fabulous ride!

Behold the Tempest! The fastest, highest, steepest, and tallest

Coaster-ride ever to exist on this or any other planet!

[Verse 1: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

We fuckin' rollin' with no controllin', them bolts ain't holdin'

Take you higher, rollin' on wires, till time expires

Swingin' corners, some kids are goners, you hangin' on-ers

Duck them tunnels, they shrink like funnels, get your forehead pummeled

We upside down you, then 'round and 'round you, your evil found you

Let's go faster, it's sheer disaster, while spinnin' backwards

Jagged edges, no kind of ledges, with broken wedges

It's the largest, fastest, steepest, deepest

Tallest, all this, and more roller coaster

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

It's something thrillin' for you, so get on, get on it! (Come ride the Tempest!)

You got that feelin' in you, so jump up, jump on it! (Jump on it!)

It's something wicked for you so get on, get on it! (Let's ride the Tempest!)

We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it!

[Verse 2: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

Electrifyin', and now you climbin', feels like you flyin'

The carts are shakin', slowly elevatin', sound like they breakin'

Rickety! Rackety! Clickity! Clack! Up we go! You no look back!

Some french guy had to look, froze up and fell out, he got so shook

So fuck him, them poles keep duckin', this cart you stuck in

Upward spiral, through the rings of fire, still climbin' higher

Rackety! Rickity! Clackity! Click! Now you on the tip-tap! Tipity!

Tip of the largest, fastest, steepest, deepest

Tallest, all this, and more roller coaster

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

It's something thrillin' for you, so get on, get on it! (Come ride the Tempest!)

You got that feelin' in you, so jump up, jump on it! (Jump on it!)

It's something wicked for you so get on, get on it! (Let's ride the Tempest!)

We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it!

[Bridge: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

(Straight down!) You fallin'!

(Fallin' straight down!) So fast your skin is crawlin'

(Straight down!) You fallin'!

(Fallin' atraight down!) So fast your skin is crawlin'

You fallin so fast, you see your whole life flash

Your balls jump up your ass in a quick dash

You get whiplash, the shit fast on your bitch ass

And it don't stop till the shit crash

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

It's something thrillin' for you, so get on, get on it! (Come ride the Tempest!)

You got that feelin' in you, so jump up, jump on it! (Jump on it!)

It's something wicked for you so get on, get on it! (Let's ride the Tempest!)

We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it! (Jump on it!)

(Straight down!) It's something thrillin' for you, so get on, get on it! (Come ride the Tempest!)

(Straight down!) You got that feelin' in you, so jump up, jump on it! (Jump on it!)

(Straight down!) It's something wicked for you so get on, get on it! (Let's ride the Tempest!)

(Straight down!) We got that ticket for you, so jump up, jump on it!

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Gang bang, pissed off, swang thang, shit talk

Southwest, street hood, spit on, ripped off

No hoes, pro wings, no real, gold rings

Lips swoll, chin rocked, eye's in 'em o rings

Street clown, no jokes, voodoo, no hoax

Never die, can't croak, strokes for them old folks

Smoke dope, pop pills, lift axe, chops kill

Drink blood, drip spills, grab the mic and drop skills

Chased off, broke down, people up folk down

Full moon, choke sound, on the Murder-Go-Round

No love, no slack, pie-face, slap back

Heifer, let me tap that, like you a chipmunk

[Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]

And I'm an alley rat, an alley rat

I only want to be where the scrubs be at

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Last place, don't care, scrub life, I'm there

Red mist, I wear, wet blood, big smear

Just know, dark nights, warm glow, street lights

Breakin in, tied tight, I'm talkin' all, I like

No look, fuck style, never calm, buck wild

Jumpin off, rooftops, face painted, fake smile

(Who? What? What chuck? Nevermind, what the fuck?)

Now I'm ridin up stuck, underneath an UPS truck

(What you see? I looked around, tell me, thought I seen a clown)

No peep, not a sound, no one lookin', never found

Fuck jobs, fuck rules, fuck church, fuck schools

Fuck court, fuck jail, hospitals and funerals (Fuck 'em!)

I ain't goin, I'm hoein', you hoes out

When I die, bury me with my dick in your mouth

[Hook: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]

I'm an alley rat, an alley rat

I only want to be where the scrubs be at

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it

I'm an alley rat, an alley rat

I only want to be where the scrubs be at

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it, I wanna get it, the lot I gotta get it

I gotta get it

[Verse 1: Violent J]

I come beatin down the block and I crack the bedrock

Dishes drop, the shit comes to a (Dead stop)

Motherfuckers think Godzilla's comin' (The lights go dark)

The whole house hummin'

My amps (Draw energy) and wipe out the power

My beat transmits over radio towers

The woofers might suck all the air out your lungs

(If you stand too close) When the monster hums

People think a nuclear war is at they front door

When I got my volume only on four

(Gas pipes explode) and the storefronts shatter

Killing these kilowatts is all that matter

Fuck the police, the citizens, and (Fuck the judge)

I'll blow they whole house down with some old clown love

Those that have heard can't describe my bump (They know)

There's something from the beyond in my trunk

[Chorus]

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

[Verse 2: Violent J]

Straight off the freeway and into your city

With black swarm of cave bats (Follwing with me)

They attracted to the hum that'll knock your brain numb

You keep lookin' for the lightin' (But it ain't none)

When my fuckin bass drops (The whole block hops)

Everything switch, stops, clicks, and unlocks

You gotta recalculate your computer

(Reset all your clocks) and reload all your shooters

My woofers blow down trees and then pull 'em back up

(Past the graveyard) as the tombstone crack up

Those that have heard can't describe my bump (They know)

There's something from the beyond in my trunk

[Chorus]

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

[Verse 3: Violent J]

Fish jump out the water tryin to swim for the moon

Vibrational booms drying up the lagoons

My bumps pop fake titties and melt ice grills

Relocate your piercings (Dissolve your pills)

Police wail on they sirens but I blow they tweeters

Illuminated liquid leaking outta my speakers

Each drop burns all the way down to the earth's core

(Dust devils) sweep across the earth's floor

Crows and ravens don't flap they wing

They just float on the waves that the humdrum brings

Those that have heard can't descibe my bump (They know)

There's something from the beyond in my trunk

[Chorus]

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Boom!) All night

There's something from the beyond in my trunk (Boom!)

[Intro]

When I grow up, I wanna be a giant...

The biggest muthafucka alive!

That would be the shit!

I wanna be tall, I wanna be big, hell yeah!

Biggest-biggest-biggest-biggest-biggest-biggest

Biggest muthafucka alive!

That-that-that-that would be the shit!

[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

The jump off - One summer night, I noticed my shoes was fittin' wrong

My feet was all a sudden a half an inch too long

I jumped in my car, and thought

"Now who the fuck was in my seat?"

Fuckin' with my levers and re-adjustin' my mirrors

I stopped to get a Slurpie and I noticed I was floodin' in my jeans

Gettin' back in my car, I split my ass seam

My shit ain't hardly fittin' any more, fucked up detergent, or

I'm growin' bigger than a muthafuckin' dinosaur!

Got out the car and had to duck to get in Shaggy's place

You shoulda seen the fuckin' look up on his painted face he said...

Holy fuckin' shit, I don't know if you knowin'

But you're growin' and it's obviously showin' homie!

[Chorus]

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

[Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

The next day I woke up, Shaggy's three dogs were trippin' on me

Layed out on his couch, a smooth nine foot three

They don't fuckin' love me no more, I stand up

And put a hole in Shaggy's ceilin' with my big ass nug

The dogs ran, Shaggy's like... Holy fuck, don't move!

First thing you gotta fuckin' do is do not move!

We need to get you out the house before you fuck my shit up

I had to crawl through the hall into the front yard, then get up

I'm lookin' through the eyes of a 12 foot tall man

Don't feel any different, though I could use a tall can

I'm growin' every hour and the reason's unknown

Now I'm sittin' on your home with my feet on your lawn

Damn...

[Chorus]

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

[Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

To me SUV's and Sedans, they're like pop cans

A little bit heavier but tin in my hands

Shaggy's chillin' on my shoulder in a custom made basket

I'm tryin' to ride wit' my boy in this bitch and outlast it!

I try to stay in one place, it ain't no use in hidin'

Hella choppers beamin' wit' coppers on all sides

And the media governments are offerin' jobs (He's a freak of nature!)

World press, scientists, all swarmin' wit' this mob (He's huge!)

(Incredible!) All around us... Fuck it J, you only gettin' bigger, dog

You and me, right now, homie go for a jog

We've been sittin' here, lettin' them observe us and for what?

I say you tell 'em "Fuck the world!" and throw the lotus up!

[Verse 4: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

Now I'm runnin', every step is 32 miles

Shakin' the earth, turnin' buildings into piles

And I'm runnin', crushin' trees like blades of grass

My head's above the clouds, all they see is my ass

And I'm runnin', 600 mile an hour wind gust

Footsteps, explosions, three days of dust

And I'm runnin', and I can still hear Shaggy on the megaphone

"Keep, keep, keepin' on, don't stop, come on!"

And I'm runnin' through states in two steps or less

Through the oceans and don't even be gettin' my nuts wet

And I'm runnin', finally gravity took me away

I ran right off the planet into the black of outer space

And I'm runnin'...

[Chorus]

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Watch where ya fall down (Oh shit!) Watch where ya fall down (Oh fuck!)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh shit)

Now I'm growin' again, now I'm growin' again (Oh fuck)

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]

Oh goodie! Oh soodie!

[Verse 1: Violent J]

She surprises me, sometimes she hums on my balls

And I can see the world right through her bedroom walls

She has a jaw like a pelican's beak is deep

Hummin' me right to sleep, my favorite freak

I can rearrange the patterns of the stars in the sky

I can fly with the seagulls on the beach with the tide

'Cause she can blow me there, I swear, right through the air

And if I ain't really there, my balls do not care (My balls)

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Right now, right now boogie

That thing? (My balls)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]

I see my, I see my, I see my life flash before me

I hear all my favorite song at one time

(When she blow me) right before I actually go blind

I'm running back and forth though the door of (In and out of) my mind

(When she blow me) my favortie freak is so fine

To have her hum in performance, the show is enormous

Only two fans in attendance, these two in my pants

(My balls) she's my favortie, she's got my standing applause

Hummin' me into harmony, right through my balls (My balls)

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Right now, right now, boogie

That thing? (My balls)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Right now, right now, boogie

That thing? (My balls)

[Bridge: Violent J]

Undo my belt, put down my drawers

Kiss my dick and hum my balls

Undo my belt, put down my drawers

Kiss my dick and hum my balls

And she can blow me there, I swear, right through the air

If I ain't really there, my balls do not care, my balls

[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Right now, right now, boogie

That thing? (My balls)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Hit me with the humdrum boogie

That thing? (Oh goodie!)

Come on put it on me bitch!

Right now, right now, humdrum boogie

That thing? (My balls)

[Outro: Violent J, DJ Clay, Shaggy 2 Dope]

In progress…

[Verse 1: Violent J]

What you need? Something stole for you? Something to hold for you?

Need someone that you can blame shit on? Someone to quit on?

Need a job done or somethin'? Tryin' to find some yay-yay-yo?

You lookin for some dirty work and I'm your way to go?

You need a gun or somethin'? Oh, you lookin' for a tittie bar?

You just tryin' to hang with someone who's uglier than you are? (Shit)

Well, I'm your motherfucker, I'm that motherfuckin' motherfuckers

In scrubby time, let me be your scrubby brother

[Hook]

'Cause I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]

What you lookin' for now? A window broke? A neck choked?

I know you ain't already out, fuck, all of that you smoked

You a clucker, and I'm your fuckin' cluckin' brother

I know you fucked that hooker, you couldn't tell no other

I'm always fuckin' hookers, call me when you feelin' wicked

And we can chill down in the gutters, get dirty, and kick it

'Cause I'm your motherfucker, I'm that motherfuckin' motherfuckers

In scrubby time, let me be your scrubby brother

[Hook]

'Cause I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

[Verse 3: Violent J]

You need a fuckin' hitman who the shit with a quick plan?

A shoulder to cry on, get high or die on, maybe?

You tryin' to disappear to the seedy side of the city

For an hour, a night, or forever, playa? Just hit me

You need somebody's ass kicked? Someone you after?

You want me to take the risk of doing time so that you don't have to?

Well that's me, motherfuckers, I'm that motherfuckers

In scrubby time, let me be your scrubby brother

[Hook]

'Cause I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

[Bridge]

If you tryin' to hide a dead body (Clown love)

Hit me up (Clown love) Hit me up (Clown love)

If you tryin' to smuggle china white (Clown love)

Hit me up (Clown love) Hit me up (Clown love)

If you tryin' to buy a tank gun (Clown love)

Hit me up (Clown love) Hit me up (Clown love)

If you breakin' someone outta prison (Clown love)

Hit me up (Clown love) Hit me up (Clown love) Hit me up!

[Hook]

I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

I do this all the time (It's the way of my life)

I do this all the time (Everyday of my life)

[Outro]

(It's the way of my life) I do this (Everyday of my life)

All the time (It's the way of my life) All the time (Everyday of my life)

(It's the way of my life) Everyday of my life (All the time)

(It's the way of my life) All the time (Everyday of my life)

[Intro]

"A marine veteran who was an expert marksman shot and killed ten unsuspecting noontime strollers on the university campus today, and then he was cut down an hour and a half later by a policeman. A sniper started shooting from the observation deck of the twenty-seven story tall university tower. Victims were cut down on the west and south sides of the campus as the sniper zeroed in on its targets with unerring accuracy. Those who were felled with bullets from the high-caliber rifles were pulled to safety as soon as possible by officials and passers-by. Others crouched in terror."

[Verse 1: Violent J]

I'm dizzy walkin' outta Larry's army wear used

With some black leather shoes and desert BDU's

Many boxes of ammo, I got the camo face paint

I barricaded the tower doors, safe this place ain't

Up to the top, I can see the whole planet it would seem

The sun is beatin' on my head as I'm livin' my horror dream

Up-chucked a couple times then I finally took aim

A man is chattin' on his cell phone, I spattered his brain

A lovely couple started runnin', all the sudden she tripped

He kept right the fuck without her, like he never missed a step

I snapped one to his head, he fell dead to his knees

And then his wife was right there to retrieve the car keys

Not many notice at first, although some do start to scatter

Pluggin' iron in they back, who they are it doesn't matter

There's a psychopath, way up in the tower somewhere

And when they think they outta range *gunshot* poofs they hair

[Chorus]

(Look out, watch out) And it was hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) And it was hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out)

[Verse 2: Violent J]

I shot the lady in the ass and the kid on the grass

And the daddy on the swing through the lens in his glasses

First cop on the scene will be commended for his services

For now he holds his throat and screams "I didn't deserve this"

The tower's too high, I'm bringin' shots from above

'Cause my head's a battle royale of serpents, snails, and bugs

I'm quadrapolar, though my sniper scope I see the enemy

The world ain't never been my friend and never pretended to be

I fought in two wars, my country left me poor and sick

Leg missin', agent orange and an un-useable dick

So as I reload, my trigger finger's frozen cold

From squeezing so hard my reason is no control

Warped soul, look at that, pap-pap-crack

Three frat college boys flat, dead on they back

And the lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy

*Gunshot* Just got one plucked in her eye

[Chorus]

(Look out, watch out) And it was hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) And it was hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out)

[Verse 3: Violent J]

I'm finally at war again, only I ain't takin orders

Two hundred yards below, I'm taggin' targets small as quarters

Marksman, sniper, military precision

Spotlights on the tower tryin' to nullify my vision

My eyeballs keep rollin in the back of my head

Practicing for any minute when I'm actually dead

They put the tape up, these people think they outta my view

And still I'm steady pluggin' sleepin' pills off into them too

I see in strobe light vision and I'm way beyond a panic

My only skill is murder and I'm stuck on automatic

Sweatin' profusely, bleedin' outta my ears

Their shots are missing by fragments, bullets shavin' my hairs

And yet my aim is remarkable, I'm peggin' these ducks

One by one, jumpin' out of those SWAT team trucks

I see the major activity, I'm causin' a chaos

Mad... *gunshot* my life went out with a flash

[Outro]

(Look out, watch out) And it was hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) It shouldn't get that hot

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) Humid and hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) Beatin' down on us

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) So fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) Too fuckin' hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) Just too fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) How can it get that hot?

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) How can it be that hot?

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

(Look out, watch out) Too hot, too hot that day

(Look out, watch out) Someone's in the tower

(Look out, watch out) It was just too fuckin' hot

(Look out, watch out) Shooting from the tower

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]

Y'all don't give a fuck!

Man, that shit's lie, I'm bored up in there, mass drink!

Man, we ain't have nobody up in there

I don't give a fuck, c'mon!

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope, DJ Clay]

I walked into the party with no invite

Which one of these hoes am I fuckin' tonight?

This ain't my block and ain't my clique

But I'm up in here and ain't scared of shit

Then I heard a cut.. (Who the new dude?)

The DJ tryna play me rude

I say "what they call you?"

I'm DJ Clay the baddest DJ alive today, peep

[Instrumental Hook]

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope, DJ Clay]

I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor

It practically blew out the door

I dusted myself off and walked back up to 'em

That's pretty good shit ya doing but, (What?)

I'm thinkin I'm a little bit better (Oh yeah?)

Some folks call me the neck shredder

'Cause I cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down

What's your name? Shaggy the clown

[Instrumental Hook]

[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope, DJ Clay]

DJ Clay woke up and asked what happened

You just witnessed this here scratchin'

Everybody gathered around the turntables

Hatchetman hangin' off our cables, he said

You and me one more time, right now

I said, "sure thing but I'll tell you how

I'll drop the rhythm and you drop the beat

We'll let 'em feel the underground bumpin' under the street

Come on!"

[Instrumental Hook]

[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

We hit the ace, ace, ace, and love giving chase

Wicked clowns got more than some pie for your face

With a drip, drip, drip, it's blood on the strip

Three disassembled bodies in the trunk of the whip

Hear the saw, saw, saw, right below your jaw

And see your own head roll off the table and fall

See the puck, puck, puck, flaming arrows in your truck

And one in your lung stuck, you fucked out of luck

[Chorus]

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

[Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

Here come the hack, hack, hack, knives in your back

Blood down your spine all in your ass crack

With a swing, swing, swing, your throat's whistling

The three incisions I made are as fine as g strings

It's the pap, pap, pap, from behind with a bat

And splatter every crack till your whole head flat

Beat the jab, jab, jab, I'll punch you in your flab

Drag you to the butcher shop and chop you into slab

[Chorus]

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

[Bridge]

"Murder… death… war…"

[Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]

Every one of us got to have murder or death

To remind ourselves that we still have our breath

Whether it's tasteful or disgraceful

Shit, as long as everybody get a face full

Some of us root for the coppers, others root for the killing

But everybody needs their murderous thrillings

Trace it back to when mankind was swinging from a tree

Murder's what we talking about and always will be

[Chorus]

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song (Give me something I can lean on)

Well what you tryna hear (Something about murder, I got that)

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody (Well what you tryna hear)

Bloody, bloody, bloody, bloody

[Intro]

Hola-lee, que necesitas marijuana? Lucas? Cuetes? Banko?

Aqui tenemos de todo, aqui en Mexico! Awww-ha-ha-ho!

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]

Mexico City (City) a place that you can go

And live your life on the low (Okay)

Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide

And everything'll be tight (Alright)

[Verse 1: Violent J]

They want me on murder rap, which violates my probation

Ain't no fuckin' way I'm stayin' here wit' what I'm facin'

Sold my car to a junkyard and bought a one-way bus ride

Take me cross the border, I'll cool out and hide

After 80 wicked hours of stale, they hit the last stop

Threw me out the bus, left me standin' there, assed out

Turned and started walkin', tell me what is there to see?

Everything was all in Spanish but the sign "Welcome to Mexico City"

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]

Mexico City (City) a place that you can go

And live your life on the low (Okay)

Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide

And everything'll be tight (Alright)

[Verse 2: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope]

Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family

(In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y)

Maybe I can learn Spanish 'cause nobody's understandin' me

(In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y)

Maybe I can get a place, settle down and try to blend in

(In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y)

Maybe I can just relax, be myself and quit pretendin'

(In M-E-X-I-C-O C-I-T-Y)

You can say harbor bay or South Monterrey

Even islands off the map within the dead sea passageway

Don't fuckin matter, man, from Pakistan to Chuck E. Cheese's

From the Ramada in Granada on through far as the equator reaches

Virgina beaches, Saskatoon, Cancoon, the Blue Lagoon

From desert sand dunes, metropolises to the boons

From Pueblo North, Kakalaki, back to Waikiki

They searchin' high and low for me but I'm in Mexico City

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope, Violent J]

Mexico City (City) a place that you can go

And live your life on the low (Okay)

Mexico City (City) a place that you can hide

And everything'll be tight (Alright)

[Violent J]

If I was a serial killer

They would find all my victims heads

In funky-ass gas station toilets

And if I was a serial killer

I would be strange and deranged

And I would never change

If I was a serial killer

I'd be known as "The Smoker"

Cuz I would cut off and smoke all of they hair

And if I was a serial killer

I would sleep on broken glass and thumb tacks

And I would smoke mad crack

[Shaggy]

First thing I would do would be to kill a couple hotties

That always get 'em mustered up; decapitated bodies

Dumped on state police lawn just before dawn

To let 'em know my ritual had begun

I'd crack a 40 with the devil, tell him dig me a hole

Cuz I'm comin when I die, until that I'm in control

This is if I was a serial killer, and though I ain't

But if I was I'd do my walls up blood red with blood paint

This is if I was a serial killer, and though I ain't

But if I was I'd never stop because I'd know that I can't

[Violent J]

If I was a serial killer

I would drive a black van

And I would ride around the college campus

And if I was a serial killer

I would walk among us and gain trust

Until I needed that rush

[Shaggy]

I park outside these bitches homes then drive away

Then come back with my lights off, this time I'm here to stay

I'd wear human bones around my neck and have my ceremonies

Then go back upstairs and microwave some macaronis

You know what's all up in my trunk, so don't ask me to pop it

Once I get out to my cabin then I'll finally unlock it

This is if I was a serial killer, and though I'm not

If was I'd snap a photo once they die on the spot

This is if I was serial killer, and though I'm not

But if I was I'd know that I can't, so I would never stop

[Violent J]

And I don't know myself anymore

And I don't know who I am anymore

And I don't know who to be anymore

And I don't know who I am anymore

And I don't know what to think anymore

And I don't know who I am anymore

Except that I am strange and deranged

And I don't know who I am anymore

And I will never change

I wanna hold up this hatchet

This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain

(Chop it on down)

I wanna run with this hatchet

We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same

(Chop it on down)

I wanna hold up this hatchet

Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels

The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain

ICP with Mike E. Clark again

(I wanna run with this hatchet)

Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus

Holding down the underground and you know this

I wanna run with this hatchet

And you know this

Chop it on down

(Whoop Whoop!)

(Whoop Whoop!)

Chop it on down

(Whoop Whoop!)

(Whoop Whoop!)

I wanna hold up this hatchet

This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain

(Chop it on down)

I wanna run with this hatchet

We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same

(Chop it on down)

I wanna hold up this hatchet

Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels

The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain

ICP with Mike E. Clark again

(I wanna run with this hatchet)

Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus

Holding down the underground and you know this

I wanna run with this hatchet

And you know this

Chop it on down

(Whoop Whoop!)

(Whoop Whoop!)

Chop it on down

(Whoop Whoop!)

(Whoop Whoop!)

I wanna hold up this hatchet

This Psychopathic wicked shit will burn a hole in ya brain

(Chop it on down)

I wanna run with this hatchet

We gonna always keep it wicked, shit gonna always be the same

(Chop it on down)

I wanna hold up this hatchet

Fuck the world, take me under, bitch we tryin' to rule the tunnels

The Tempest raining lighting bolts and fire rain

ICP with Mike E. Clark again

(I wanna run with this hatchet)

Wicked clowns, Blaze, Twiztid, Boondox and Lotus

Holding down the underground and you know this

I wanna run with this hatchet

And you know this

And you know this

If I was a serial killer, I would bury all my special projects

Underneath the garden in my grandmother's back yard

And if I was a serial killer, I would be strange and deranged

And I would rock my hatchet chain