| Lyrics: | Album: The Wraith: Shangri-La
[Lady:]
Okay everybody, it's clown time, a clown is here.
Everybody sit around right here.
Because Shaggy the clown has a present for everybody.
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
I got your fuckin' present hangin' next to my nuts, now when i'm swinging on my hatchet, if it hits
you it cuts.Don't make me chop your head in half, and smack the side with your cheeks.Because i
haven't had my mineral in almost a week, your fuckin' momma brought me here to entertain your ass.So
no matter what i'm doin' i expect you to laugh.Now when you see me do a trick, and if it isn't even
funny, give me props, unless you want your little necks bloody.I could probably do a cartwheel or
something if you move the couch, but that ain't what i'm fuckin' about.I could sew your motuh shut,
and pump air in through your nose.And fuckin' pop your head but we'd get blood on our chlothes.Look,
i'm a wicked clown, i ain't no fuckin' superhero.I ain't a big and scary dude, more like that little
rey misterio.I'm quick to beat down all you little bitches right in front of your mom and if the
bitch get's heated, tell her, bring it on!
[Chorus:]
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't.
It's somebody's birthday, oh no it isn't.
Oh shit it's your birthday, oh no it isn't.
It's your birthday.[x1]
[Violent J:]
It ain't mine motha facko. |
