Beverly Kills

Lyrics

Kiss the Clown [Intro] Jugglers, come out to play... [Verse: Violent J] Guess who's coming to your big town Juggling jesters, kick it clown Circus sound, painted frown Carnival of Carnage creeping round I'm Violent J and I'm sick They try to run me down But you know I'm too slick And I slip and slide like a Slinky Slip and slide with my Twinkie Welcome to my world as it winds and it twists I'mma kick a funky little rhyme that you missed Boo-loo-chewy-woowie-doo-boo And you'd be fucked up if that was really Voodoo Come see the wonder, the show of your life See me breathe fire and swallow a knife, right I ain't swallowing nothing, Jack But I can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know And we packing that funk With a snap and a clap, and a jump, jump So chicky chicky freak if you want to be down Step on up and kiss the clown [Chorus] And kiss the clown Kiss the clown On up, kiss the clown Step on up and kiss the clown Beverly Kills [Intro: Violent J] Stop the bus, Violent J comes out Barrels to your face, and blow your fucking face off 'Cause you know my mind is gone, dead, oh Happen to catch me a Beverly show Body fell asleep but my mind goes on Welcome to the world of the Juggla's dome [Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] First day I enrolled in the high school Butt naked with a axe ("Wow, he's so cool!") ("Stand up and say your name, tell us about yourself.") My name's 2 Dope and I cut necks all to Hell Dylan, Dylan, I'm trying to find Dylan I'm finna cut his throat with a carnie, carnie killin' Rich boy never seen a ghetto joker-o Slap you in the head with a sledgehamm-o Sorry Dylan didn't mean to knock ya Then I stuffed his dead body in my locker To the next class don't want to be late Finna ask Brenda on a little date I heard this bitch likes to fight in clubs Took her to a mud match, threw her pair of gloves Watched her get her ass beat by a fat dyke And left the muddy ass bitch there for the night Woke her in the morning, threw her in the trunk Threw her in the trunk 'cause the dumb bitch stunk How you doing Brenda, mind if I bend ya Over, rover ("Do me like Bundy.") I'm sure you'd like that, you little skank And when I finished, I stuffed her fucking head in a fish tank [Interlude 1: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope] (Oh, that's a beautiful aquarium) Yeah, hey you want to see it? Hey uh, here bitch (Oh wow it's lovely) Yeah, yeah, yeah have a closer look Hey, die bitch what's up What are you a lung fish? W-what's up Aquaman? Die bitch, die That's right, bitch [Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Back to the school, fat bitch in the locker Couldn't fit her booty in, so I cut her booty off Sometimes I feel like I'm already in Hell Throwing up chokin' on Delray's smell Fuck those fucking fucks, uh Rich fucks, man, fuck those fucks Beverly Hills is Beverly Kills I'm gonna bring ghetto carnival thrills Where's that other little rich little fag? Looking for Brandon cause we can't stand him I know my oteG Boys let the bass go boom But shh, you can hear him jacking off in the boys room [Interlude 2] (Ugh, ugh Dylan Ugh I want your anus Ugh, you're so hot) [Verse 3: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Kicked in the stall, then I kicked in his jaw Kicked him in face, and I kicked in his balls Punk tried to run but he couldn't, tried to wobble Bust him in the head with a empty Faygo bottle Took him to the staircase, jumped on his face Rode him down the bumpy chase Can I hear him breathe one last note Stuffed his back down his throat Back to the locker, boy, oh boy, oh Back to the locker. Stuff the fuck in! Back to the locker, boy, oh boy, oh Back to the- Fucking stuff the fuck in! Walking down the hall and I'm feeling like the shit 'Cause all that's left is one skank ass bitch Kelly, Kelly, your neden's kind of smelly Funk down your legs, and up through your belly But I'm with Delray, so funk don't fade me Let me hit it man. You're finna kick the can [Interlude 3: Violent J] Come on, bitch, man (No, no) You're getting ready to die anyway (No, please) Bitch, calm down (Nuh uh) Let me get a little poontang (No) You know what I'm saying (No, I can't, no) Let me get a little trim, bitch, you finna die [Verse 4: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope] Okay, 'cause I'm not a raper But you still make morning paper Kelly Found Dead In Her Bathroom Naw, Kelly Found Dead In Her Dad's Room No, Kelly Found Dead In Her Back Yard 'Cause Kelly choked on a Joker's Card Smashed up bodies chilling in my locker Kelly wouldn't fit, chop, chop, chop, chop her Oh no, Principal know what I'm about 'Cause one of Dylan's sideburns was sticking out Oh shit, they chase me 'cause they found the bodies Now I run my ass off Yeah they're getting mad, you can hear them cuss Didn't look both ways, and got hit by a bus Crunched up under, tangled in the wheels Spit me out the muffler, you know how that feels Lost both my legs so I'm running on my hands Then I seen Prince so I clapped 'cause I'm a big fan And straight busted my face on the street And here come the police And, you know