Lyrics to The Raven's Mirror
A Gang of Juggalos:
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
Shaggy 2 Dope:
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check, as soon as it's gone, I'm gonna KILL!
And that was my last refill dog Dammit!
I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is, only reason why you diss me is because you want a sip!
Every time I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser
I'ma do time I assume, I bitch slapped the judge right out his own court room
Then I took the bench, and sentenced myself, eternal happineess and good heath mother fucker, mother fucker, mother fucker, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me like I'ma snatch it, and whip it to the garbage can down the hall, then kick you in the ass as you search and crawl for it
A Gang of Juggalos:
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
Shaggy 2 Dope:
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check, as soon as it's gone, I'm gonna KILL!
And that was my last refill dog Dammit!
I drink lithium and I don't even know what it is, only reason why you diss me is because you want a sip!
Every time I drink it, I piss out a laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser
I'ma do time I assume, I bitch slapped the judge right out his own court room
Then I took the bench, and sentenced myself, eternal happineess and good heath mother fucker, mother fucker, mother fucker, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball lookin' at me like I'ma snatch it, and whip it to the garbage can down the hall, then kick you in the ass as you search and crawl for it
A Gang of Juggalos:
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY,
YOU WON'T EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THY DOOR,
UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
Songwriters: PUWAL, MICHAEL JOHN JR. / BRUCE, JOSEPH / DAIL, WILLIAM
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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