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Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Clown Posse, baby what
from New to L.A.
from to Greece
from New Ghandi to momma
we gives no fucks
fucka
natural serial murderers
mass murderin muderers
bitch, and meet your maker
J--
Im scary like Michael up close
I like diggin up dead
look at me Im
my Violent J but you can call me syphillis
gonorrhea the cause i infected this rap
you wanna know if i could ever somebody
well thats like askin Charlie if he's ever been in jail
I family, friends, myself
what, yeah, I'd myself if I could only survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact how we met
I up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was like come-on, wait is that a Stanley, u get that
natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you
it's like a all up in you, although I wouldn't now
at us natural killas
the most playa hated rapper
and the most hated group together woooo!

mass
born killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This no blair witch
bitch
Ill pick ur brain with an icepick
me
the V I C E
well my trilogy
Im captivity
rap cujo ya my flow is ferocious
last survivor with a mouth of cockroaches
I bring this hocus
you're flying
like the last days of the motherfuckin
I'm the in the moshpit
2 axes in handy
to answer Violent J, ya right its a stanley
in the shadows of the with darkman like spawn
in the dash blazin it up with explosive
I spit homicides like major cities at
while zipping bodies in the like the line at GM
ice with blood is the killers milkshake
with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in your
like puffin steam
break both your arms, gun in your
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bullets through the back of your head ya die swift
fuckin wit tha clan, watch you say
we niggas like the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK you gonna die either way
I'm a thoroughbred gun holding weed-head
cross me bet tomorrow be dead
catch you at a show while you're chilling your ho
and your skull with a bottle of Mo
I'm a killer
gun groove
home of the original gun clapping
gats get brung, niggas get
sons lose fathers and mothers sons
I'm a

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a fate must come to us all
But how horrible to be buried
from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed death
hands for blood!

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya