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  • murder go round
    What can I say, man, I hit him with the brick
    Killed the little prick, him and his chick

    Tried to be slick but you aint slinky

    Youre brinky, youre dinky, you suck my twinkie

    I dont give a **** if you call me a clown

    Break it on down, its murder go round

    Whatcha dishing out, I betcha ya it comes back to ya
    If youre trying to creep, Id hate to say I never knew ya
    Once upon a time in the ghetto zone

    A ten-foot led pipe slapped on my dome

    Im laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
    Excuse me, ************, was it something I said
    Forks up, forks down, man, forks sideways

    Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays

    Swung on his pipe once again for the road
    Hold up, dawg, uh! this **** gets old

    Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull

    Im gonna swing my axe to his jaw
    Where the ************ at? where the ************ stay?

    How ya gonna **** with the juggla jay-ay-ay
    There he sits so I knock on the door

    Pops opened up...pops hit the floor

    Then I chop chop pops twice in his nugget

    Well, he didnt do ****, **** it
    Its the murder go round

    Well, its me and my mellow mellow roll on military
    Gangbangers gangbangers, big bang fairy, kinda scary

    Tags up all on the bricks
    Latin count, x-men, cfp and all that ****

    We love gangbangers and we hope they love us back

    We just some wicked clowns and its been like that

    I dont understand why some people in town
    We witness your water still southwest down
    But this ************ gonna try and clown me

    But Im the juggalugalocoro, g

    Took a shot and he missed, 2 **** in the dust

    What I aint got shot, *****? , so now you must
    Take your ticket for the murder go round

    Cant nobody kill a click-clack clown

    Seen him and his boys smoking blunt in a bucket
    Pulled out the dagger creeped up and I stuck it
    Into his head, into his boys head

    Into his boys head, his boys head, his boys head

    Five dead ****s in the trunk on deliver

    Push that old piece of **** in the river

    The cat and my boys saw five go down

    Can ya get a free ride? (no, not again)
    On the murder go round (nooo!!!)

    Murder go round, murder go round

    How ya gonna **** with a wicked clown?

    Now Im in a street gang, fifty-five strong

    Everybody singing that southwest song

    What can go wrong I mean Im ****in in the haugh?
    Popping that ****, Im finna bust you in the mouth

    Nobody ****s with a jokero juggalo

    I dont give a **** ya know, *****es Im a **** you though
    But you know the **** had to hit the fan

    Some gangbanger shot me, man

    Twice in the forehead, twice in the back

    Twice in the eye and Im feeling kinda whack

    Stumbling along its becoming entwined

    Whos the next in line?

    For the murder go round

    Murder go round, murder go round

    How ya gonna **** with a wicked clown?
  • [00:00.70]murder go round
    [00:01.89]What can I say, man, I hit him with the brick
    [00:03.77]Killed the little prick, him and his chick
    [00:05.14]
    [00:05.77]Tried to be slick but you aint slinky
    [00:07.58]
    [00:08.64]Youre brinky, youre dinky, you suck my twinkie
    [00:10.70]
    [00:11.58]I dont give a **** if you call me a clown
    [00:13.79]
    [00:14.41]Break it on down, its murder go round
    [00:16.59]
    [00:17.29]Whatcha dishing out, I betcha ya it comes back to ya
    [00:20.22]If youre trying to creep, Id hate to say I never knew ya
    [00:23.04]Once upon a time in the ghetto zone
    [00:25.04]
    [00:25.78]A ten-foot led pipe slapped on my dome
    [00:28.04]
    [00:28.66]Im laying in the street with blood oozing out my head
    [00:31.29]Excuse me, ************, was it something I said
    [00:34.23]Forks up, forks down, man, forks sideways
    [00:36.28]
    [00:37.23]Then he grabbed my finger and he said crime pays
    [00:39.48]
    [00:40.10]Swung on his pipe once again for the road
    [00:42.84]Hold up, dawg, uh! this **** gets old
    [00:45.10]
    [00:45.67]Now I walk the streets with a shattered skull
    [00:47.78]
    [00:48.53]Im gonna swing my axe to his jaw
    [00:51.48]Where the ************ at? where the ************ stay?
    [00:53.73]
    [00:54.41]How ya gonna **** with the juggla jay-ay-ay
    [00:56.29]There he sits so I knock on the door
    [00:59.60]
    [01:00.10]Pops opened up...pops hit the floor
    [01:02.16]
    [01:02.91]Then I chop chop pops twice in his nugget
    [01:05.35]
    [01:05.85]Well, he didnt do ****, **** it
    [01:07.85]Its the murder go round
    [01:08.91]
    [01:14.16]Well, its me and my mellow mellow roll on military
    [01:34.35]Gangbangers gangbangers, big bang fairy, kinda scary
    [01:37.16]
    [01:38.03]Tags up all on the bricks
    [01:40.22]Latin count, x-men, cfp and all that ****
    [01:42.72]
    [01:43.41]We love gangbangers and we hope they love us back
    [01:47.16]
    [01:47.85]We just some wicked clowns and its been like that
    [01:50.97]
    [01:51.60]I dont understand why some people in town
    [01:54.22]We witness your water still southwest down
    [01:55.28]But this ************ gonna try and clown me
    [01:56.78]
    [01:57.29]But Im the juggalugalocoro, g
    [01:59.40]
    [01:59.97]Took a shot and he missed, 2 **** in the dust
    [02:02.47]
    [02:03.10]What I aint got shot, *****? , so now you must
    [02:06.10]Take your ticket for the murder go round
    [02:07.91]
    [02:08.78]Cant nobody kill a click-clack clown
    [02:10.91]
    [02:11.47]Seen him and his boys smoking blunt in a bucket
    [02:14.35]Pulled out the dagger creeped up and I stuck it
    [02:17.34]Into his head, into his boys head
    [02:18.97]
    [02:19.72]Into his boys head, his boys head, his boys head
    [02:22.28]
    [02:23.16]Five dead ****s in the trunk on deliver
    [02:25.22]
    [02:25.85]Push that old piece of **** in the river
    [02:28.10]
    [02:28.71]The cat and my boys saw five go down
    [02:30.90]
    [02:31.47]Can ya get a free ride? (no, not again)
    [02:34.28]On the murder go round (nooo!!!)
    [02:36.04]
    [02:57.91]Murder go round, murder go round
    [02:59.59]
    [03:00.34]How ya gonna **** with a wicked clown?
    [03:02.28]
    [03:02.91]Now Im in a street gang, fifty-five strong
    [03:08.29]
    [03:11.59]Everybody singing that southwest song
    [03:13.78]
    [03:14.40]What can go wrong I mean Im ****in in the haugh?
    [03:17.41]Popping that ****, Im finna bust you in the mouth
    [03:19.65]
    [03:20.22]Nobody ****s with a jokero juggalo
    [03:22.22]
    [03:22.78]I dont give a **** ya know, *****es Im a **** you though
    [03:26.03]But you know the **** had to hit the fan
    [03:28.09]
    [03:28.84]Some gangbanger shot me, man
    [03:30.97]
    [03:31.66]Twice in the forehead, twice in the back
    [03:33.90]
    [03:34.41]Twice in the eye and Im feeling kinda whack
    [03:36.53]
    [03:37.22]Stumbling along its becoming entwined
    [03:38.78]
    [03:40.16]Whos the next in line?
    [03:42.41]
    [03:42.97]For the murder go round
    [03:44.03]
    [04:06.41]Murder go round, murder go round
    [04:08.16]
    [04:09.03]How ya gonna **** with a wicked clown?