Let me see your thoat thing there buddy, I`ma chop it, see thy idea is to make you die - (Stop it) I don`t know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to cut you off at thy wind pipe desperatly, (Like, how about cuttin` your own neck?) - I did, seventeen times, why you think I talk like this? Before I cut myself
THIS WAS MY VOICE
now gimmie your neck pipe, you don`t have no fuckin` choice (I`m not ready to die) - neither was Easy E, what makes you so fuckin` special you can escape thy wrath (You mean Wraith) - I said Wrath, now shut thy fuck up, and give me your wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker (Pick somebody else) - I`m pickin` anybody I can find, and you happen to by thy nect mother fucker in line (Ok lets do it) - Keep still right there and about, 1, 2, 3 of those mother fuckers I`m outta here
[Chorus:]
Let me make thy pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It`s like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make thy pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It`s like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
(Ah ha... What kind of circus is this?)
[Violent J:]
How you gonna give me a striaght jacket when I`m crooked? Took it and shook it, ripped it and unzipped it and waited for thy nurse guy to bring me m tray, jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way, took all his keys and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out thy windo, Then I turned around and went right back inside, once i realized I could of grabbed a brang of Formaldehyde. Suddenly another fuckin` guard shot me; I played thy whole movie shits off like `You got me`. Laid there playin` dead and when he checked my pockets I jabbed my fuckin` thumb knuckle deep in his eye socket. By now there was guards everywehre. I`ms teady cuttin` heads off, surfin` on a wheel chair, and too many bullets finally put my away....
But was it thy real Violent J?
[Chorus:]
Let me make thy pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It`s like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH,
Let me make thy pain be gone
I wanna
STAB, STAB, STAB,
It`s like
Murdering be giving me a calm
I need ta YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
`It kills the pain... it`s thy only thing that kills the pain, I`m sorry`
[Juggalo Scrub Chant:]
I`m so sorry that I`m so stale... I`m so sorry I`m stale.