Hound Dogs
Hound doggin this mother fucker, raise up off my nizzos,
get off my nuts, get off me bitch,
ah shit muthafuckin hound dogs whut,
swingin on my balls so hard its like I got a third nut,
and look yo, I don't care who you know,
bitch what the fuck, get the fuck to the back of the line,
lines of hoes sayin you my cousin,
like my momma your momma sisters or somethin,
oh yeah, we go ahead and let em in, bahhhh knuckle hammers to the chin,
be down with me and I'll be down back, put my dick in your mouth,
you're gonna hear your neck snap,
in fact hoe fuck off my bus, ask questions like a mutt but ain't down to fuck,
you see em come, you see em go, you see em come again,
from my dick to Twiztid's dick and then, to Violent J's dick, to Blazes dick,
tryin to grope us with they paws, god damn hound dogs,
(Chorus X2)
bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay, hound dogs ain't got shit to say,
bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay, give a dog a bone give a dog a bone
What's the whole meaning of a hound dog, butt sniffin, dick lickin
all kinda wrong, I'm in a club, smokin on a square,
and step on out to get a little fresh air,
but I can't do that, I get attacked like a cardiac, people rushin front to back,
they liek sign this, ain't nothing wrong with givin me props,
but actin like the punk ass cops, adn swingin off my nuts has gotta stop,
walk around spreadin rumors like you know,
sayin shit you heard me tell a hoe after a show,
homie I don't play that shit one bit, fuck around and get your head cut off quick,
psychopathic bitch peep the axe, specializin in splittin the hound dogs backs,
plottin against the whole world of facts, so get off my dick and I'm out like that,
yeah I remember school, hoes back then was like Joe Bruce ewwwww,
years pass by, look I'm a star, now all them hoes like Joe Bruce ahhhhh,
I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut, but now I got hound dogs sniffin my butt,
I could have a worm hangin out of my dick hole,
and they'd be like like awwwww it's cute though,
miss me with all that I ain't changed any, look at me I make big pun look skinny,
I'm ugly as fuck resembling a clingon,
hoes still let me get my ding a ling a swing on,
well enough of these pop kids buyin my shit, mainstream groupies get off my dick
I wanna see real juggalos at shows, fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes,
(Chorus X2)
Ya'll don't even know who the fuck I am yet bitches like who's his friend,
my lips is crusty, my feets is musty, lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty,
I ain't had pussy in 11 years, I've been dead, ain't nobody sheddin tears,
look bitch I don't give a fuck about fame,
got a cock for you bitches cuz I'm married to the game,
ain't no shame to the shit I speak,
slap hound dog bitches in they face for weeks freak,
I see you hatin on my raiders cap, when back in the day you was all about that,
shot that ass out back in '89, Perry wearin locs and this clock of mine,
rose from the dead with the Lotus click, I'm done played out and I can't do shit,

You's a hound dog bitch allow me to smack your face,
riding on my dick now how my nuts taste,
everyplace that I go somebody want a photograph or an autograph but can I get a gap?
how did ya'll get started your shit is really tight,
and what be motavatin you to grab a pen and write,
listen here little bitch I'm the killa in disguse,
twiztid muther fucker with the milk white eyes,
I despise how you tryin to perpatrate like a juggalo,
but you ain't down mother fucker you's a juggaho,
hey ho you're afraid of the facts, never packin a gat and always seen with an axe,
take another picture and I'll break your jaw, I got an 80 punch for each and everyone fo ya'll,
mother fuckers with they bitch ass hound dog face, my ass cracks exposed go ahead and get a taste,
(Chorus X2)
Yo, it be the same hound dogs in different cities, starin at me like I'm a set of tittes,
autographin tshirts hats and socks and this bitch don't even know riddle box,
real juggalos don't want no picture, they just walk up liek what up ninja,
after that they give a fuck where I'm heading, they're like fuck him we're lookin for neden,
and I don't need anymore free tattos, got my arms lookin like montley crues,
I could be talkin to the finest bitch in the land and you'd run up like hey what up man?
that's when I slap you right on the spot and have Billy Bill beat you down in the parking lot,
do I think I'm better cuz neden comes easy, for sheezy bitch,
bottom line ya'll get off our balls psychopatic out like biggie smalls.
DARK LOTUS LITTLE BIIIIIIAAAAAAAATCH!!