Monoxide, Monox Boogie, Mo Diddy, Mo somethin,
smoke something, smoke a square, smoke a square bitch,
me and Violent, me and Violent J,
I'm the wickedest of wicked and by far I'm destined for greatness,
killin off you people who hate this,
now you can raise us in the top notch, mag or book,
and we still wont give you fags a look,
bitch boy I'm gay bashing, don't you see my gun,
I never hated fags until I got sued by one,
my mental picture is painting me somehting ugly,
and I still don't know how my hands got all bloody,
It's the juggla, a juggalo role model,
I stab people in the neck with a broken beer bottle,
then people meet me and expect a nice guy,
you're lucky I didnt stick a screw driver in your eye yet,
when I sign an autograph I see you chopped up in my tub soakin in a blood bath,
with demons pissin on you like ROCK THE DEAD!
I'm gettin glued the fuck out with my homie Violent J,
and we don't give a fuck about nohting you fucking bitches say,
we speak the word and he unheard the mystify,
when you see us hug your momma and give her a kiss goodbye,
it's a long dark ride where you going ain't no holding back,
I'm the reaper in this bitch there ain't no coming back,
my tounge in fat concealed in a casket,
and spit some shit so we off the rip its a classic,
shut the fuck up when we speaking bitch,
ain't your momma never taught you shit,
we stab individuals in their fatal spots,
you got 9 lives? well I got 10 shots,
I remember when we first got started,
clown paint and faugo you thought we was retarded,
finally we got you in the front row willin,
Now I'm gonna do it again with Zug Island,
I'm an axe tota user deep throater,
wouldn't know a juggalo if I showed you one, shadowless,
my reflectino still casts a demon with green eyes behind the stained glass,
I see spirits and talk to people that ain't there,
they seem to just vanish in thin air,
why don't you get a ghost homie and raise up,
while me and Violent J roll the weed and blaze it up,
real ass juggalos is all I care about,
fuck everybody else and I don't wanna hear about,
and I don't give a fuck if you know someone thats down,
I'll grab you by the neck and fling your fuckin head around,
I won't sign nothing, fuck takin a picture,
fuck shaking your hand I'll pull you at me and hit ya,
then I'll kick your fuckin guts in til your ribs break,
theres your mother fuckin hand shake bitch