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Leisure Suit Lyrics and Video Lounge and PPWC Karaoke Bar
man, vj, you have gotto get yourself around these parts more often :)
Slaughterhouse mix (?)
Aight, if J's gonna post somethin up in here, then y'all know I just gotsta hit up this bitch...
Drank my last drop of dead body stew.
Paint my face, creep up, and say BOO!
Nobody knows what I'm about, walk around town with my guts hanging out. Chewin' on toes, Fuckin' dead hoes
Bark at the moon everytime the wind blows.
Why do I do The things that I do? Who are you?
Fuck you, and fuck Jerry Lou too.
Fucked your mother at the Motel 8, fingers in her booty, strawberry shake. Daddy walks in and see the sick clown, moving his buttcheeks up and down. Nate the Mack and Jumpsteady, Rude Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee. I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks, and everybody sucks my nuts Shucks. Fuck Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones, fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones. Why do we do the things that we do? Who the motherfuck asked you, uh? Why do we do the things that we do?
Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue
Why do we do the things that we do?
Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too
Why do we do the things that we do?
Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue
Why do we do the things that we do?
Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too
Never had life, always been dead, got a metal plate in the back of my head. Lemon drops lick lollipops, I fuck redneck bitches at truck stops. Clown cutters, much clown love, found a body in the bathtub
"Mmmm grub."
Fuck the police, fuck Ebin Price, fuck cop pork chop jiffy pop cops.
Grew another head and I had it lopped off, but we still cool, what's up ("what's up, dawg.")
Tock-ticky-tock, I pack a pink glock. My ding-a-ling swings when I run down the block. No, I don't sing in a rock band
"Got a smoke, dude? What's up, man!"
Fuck John Wayne, fuck Wayne Newton, fuck two-snooting John Hootin nanny pooping.
Why do we do the things that we do?
Now who the fuck asked you?
Bitch!
Why do we do the things that we do?
Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue. (Repeat x 14)
fuck yeah.... now thats the stuff I like to see round these parts
Song starts with a group of thugs, driving up, about to shoot someone
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Eh, yo, J, man, eh?"
Victim (Violent J): "Yeah."
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Eh, man, you remember me?"
Victim (Violent J): "Ah-huh."
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "You remember that shit you said?"
Victim (Violent J): "Uh-uh."
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Well, paybacks a bitch!"
(4 gunshots)
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Mmm, motherfucker, let's go man."
Thug 2: "Hold up, man, he's still alive, man."
(5 gunshots)
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Die motherfucker, damn!"
(1 gunshot)
Thug 2:"Shoot the motherfucker again, man"
(1 gunshot)
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Aw, shit."
(2 gunshots)
Thug 2:"Shoot him again, man."
Victim (Violent J): "Ahahaha. ahahah."
(3 gunshots)
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Motherfucker's still alive man"
Victim (Violent J): "Ahahahahahahahaha"
(3 gunshots)
Thug 2:"Die, man."
(1 gunshot)
Victim (Violent J): "Ahahahahaha"
Thug1 (Shaggy 2 Dope): "Aw shit, let's get the fuck out of here, man"
Victim (Violent J): "Ahhhh! Ahahahaha!
Victim (Violent J): THE WICKED CLOWNS WILL NEVER DIE!!!!!
Victim (Violent J): Hahahahah, bitches."
(total gunshots fired: 20 shots)
Voice of an old man: "What's the hell's a ninja?"
"A ninja is the branch of the Japenese samurai. A very old
orginization. It's origins are hundreds of years old. Much
of its history's been lost. Not many ninjas exist today, yet
they all have imdominal fighting skills as a part of Ninjitsu.
No matter what weapons you use, a ninja will never die."
(at the same time: in background)
Ninja's possess superior skills of Ninjitsu, motherfucker
Ninja's have imdominal fighting skills
I'm ninja, a ninjer, a motherfucking ninja
SONG STARTS:
Damn, I wish I could be a shogun samurai
So I can swing a sword and make necks fly
I'd go to school and ninja crawl through the halls
Then I'd jump out and stab bitches in the balls
Cuz I remember these kids from the playground
Everybody'd hang around, we were all down
But then we grew up and everybody turned away
And now they dissin me, yellin "Fuck Nerdy J"
Its sad to think of how it changed as I got older
As I sit and draw a ninja on my folder, uh
What I would do if I only had a ninja sword
You'd see blood start flingin on the chalk board
I'd tell the whole class nobody move a jiggle
First one to do, I'll make your fuckin neck wiggle
Everyone would start jockin, the news would take my picture
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja (3x)
Damn, it'd feel good to see people up on it
After I was killing all the yuppie fucks
All the poor kids would come and swing from my nuts
And I would walk home feeling like a samurai
I'd walk in the house and see my momma cry
I'd ask why, she'd point to my drunk pops
He tried to hit her again but that shit stops
I kick him in his throat, you hear his neck break
I throw a roundhouse and knock his beard off his face
I'd tell him, "Dad, now look at all your broken glass
Why don't you pick it all up and stick it in your ass?"
I watch him do it, now hurry up, you take forever
When he was done, I'd squeeze his butt cheeks together
Now get the fuck out my house, never come back
I throw a Chinese star and stick him in his ass crack (aaahhh!!!)
I turn to my mother, "I'm sorry that he hit ya"
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja (3x)
Damn, it'd feel good to see people up on it
If I could be a ninja, my daddy'd be dead
But I still gotta go to work and pay the rent
I flip french fries for two twenty-five
Mr. Donny works here, he's fuckin forty-five
But he think he the shit cuz he the boss
I guess he don't know that his life is a loss
I walk in, about 5 minutes late
Cuz I was trying to clean the blood off my ninja blade
But Mr. Donny wanna try and get up in my face
Screaming at me, sweatin over this place
Mad cuz I'm late, he's no better than me
Just another bitch working for next to free
I thought about taking my ninja steel
And cuttin up his body and fry him on the grill
But he's too fuckin whack and I can kill this bitch
And I don't even need to be a ninja
Damn, I wish I could be a ninja (3x)
Damn, it'd feel good to see people up on it
Victim (Violent J):Yeah, yeah, I'm a ninja, yeah
FUCK THAT!! I'M A WICKED CLOWN, BITCH!!!!
Hell nah! It's on bitch!
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me how want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh pretty baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
It's not the way I planned it
Show me how you want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
Oh baby, baby how was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess, that my loneliness is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
My loneliness is killing me
I must confess I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time
WOOOOOOOOOOO!
Dizzam... I give up....that sucked so bad, I cant top that shit.
Damn! Who the fuck told you that Britney chick sucked? And she fuckin said I was the only one...
No one "told"me, ninja... I found out myself.
(Chick) Oooooh
(Eminem) You high baby?
(Chick) Yaaahhh
(Eminem)Yah?
(Chick) Talk to me
(Eminem) You want me to tell you something?
(Chick) Uh huh
(Eminem) I know what you want to hear
{A Chorus}
Cuz, I know you want me baby, I think I want you too, I think I love you baby,
"I think I love you too"/I'm here to save you girl, come be in Shady's world, I
want to grow together, let's let our love unfurl/you know you want me baby, you
know I want you too, they call me superman, I'm here to rescue you/I want to
save you girl, come be in Shady's world, "Ooooh boy you drive me crazy," Bitch
you make me earl...
They call me superman, leap tall hoes in a single bound, I'm single now, got no
ring on this finger now/I'd never let another chick bring me down, in a
relationship, save it bitch, babysit? You make me sick/Superman ain't savin'
shit, girl you can jump on Shady's dick/straight from the hip, cut to the chase,
I tell a muthafuckin' slut, to her face/ play no games, say no names, ever since
I broke up with what's her face/I'm a different man, kiss my ass, kiss my lips,
bitch why ask? Kiss my dick, get my cash? I'd rather have you whip my ass/Don't
put out, I'll put you out. Won't get out, I'll push you out/ Puss blew out,
poppin' shit, wouldn't piss on fire to put you out/Am I too nice? Buy you ice?
Bitch if you died, I wouldn't buy you life/What you tryin' to be my new wife?
What you Mariah? Fly through twice
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go. Saturday through
Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo/Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe
we'll someday grow, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho
{B Chorus}
Cus I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman,
can't be your Superman/ I can't be your Superman, can't be your Superman, can't
be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes, it's no secret, everybody knows/Yeah we
fucked, bitch so what, that's about as far as your buddy goes/We'll be friends,
I'll call you again, I'll chase you around every bar you attend/ Never know what
kind of car I'll be in, we'll see how much you'll be partying then/You don't
want that, neither do I, I don't want to flip when I see you with guys/too much
pride, between you and I, not a jealous man, but females lie/But I guess that's
just what sluts do, how could it ever be just us two?/I'd never love you enough
to trust you, we just met and I just fucked you
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go. Saturday through
Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo/Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe
we'll someday grow, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho
A Chorus/B Chorus
First thing you say, "I'm not fazed, I hang around big stars all day/I don't see
what the big deal is anyways, you're just plain old Marshall to me"/Oooh yah
girl run that game, "Hailie Jade, I love that name, love that tatoo, what's that
say? Rot in pieces? Uh, that's great"/First off you don't know Marshall, at all
so grow partial, that's ammo for my arsenal, I'll slap you off that
barstool/there goes another lawsuit, leave handprints all across you, good Lordy
whoadie, you must be gone off that water bottle/you want what you can't have,
ooh girl that's too damn bad, don't touch what you can't grab, end up with two
backhands/put anthrax on a tampax, and slap you till you can't stand/girl you
just blew your chance, don't mean to ruin your plans
But I do know one thing though, bitches, they come they go. Saturday through
Sunday, Monday, Monday through Sunday yo/Maybe I'll love you one day, maybe
we'll someday grow, till then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway ho
A Chorus/B Chorus
B Chorus X2
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name
And I come from a far away planet
Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it!
And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs
Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs
You know that fat lady skank that always bothers you
I'm here to fuck her, yo, that's what I do
So tell me where the hoes is at
The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs
Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing
Hold your belly up and I'll stick you with my Super Wang
So, who's next, the bitch with the rubber eye
It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy
It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls
BITCH!!!!!!!!!! Call me Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey
So I fucked her and her neden went bublabublabubla
Cuz I could give a motherfuck about looks
I just jock up another one for the books
I know this bitch fat round like a beachball
You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty
Just cuz no one calls your home
Don't mean that you're all alone
Just call Super Balls to the rescue
Now here's what I'm a do
I might stick my big toe in your butthole
And then tickle your neden with my other toes
Ugly bitches in need, I crash through their walls
Big daddy J Violent Super Balls
Ain't no bitch to fat (yeah, motherfucker)
Ain't no bitch to whack (better ask somebody)
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
"It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis, and there's not much
news fit to televise at Galaxy Communications. Where, in his
office, Clark Kent is monitoring the twelve o'clock news."
"Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit"
"Harder, harder!"
"Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications, opens Clark's
door and looks in."
"When the hell do I get something out of this?"
It's down, it's down with the clown
Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound
I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus
Cuz I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas (yeeehaw!!)
Super Balls don't care where his nuts at
One night, I found em in your mom's butt crack
You was playin Nintendo upstairs
I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs
Granny walked in, puffing on a jay
"Pfft, my pussy's turning grey"
She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls
I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls
Super Balls is in the motherfucking house!!!
Ain't no bitch to fat
Ain't no bitch to whack
Ain't no bitch to ugly
For Super Balls, woowoo!
Lashing out the action, returning the reaction
Weak are ripped and torn away
Hypnotizing power, crushing all that cower
Battery is here to stay
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery!!!!
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery, BATTERY!
Crushing all deceivers, mashing non-believers
never ending potency,
Hungry violence seeker, feeding off the weaker
Breeding on insanity
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery, BATTERY!
Circle of Destruction, Hammer comes crushing
Powerhouse of energy!
Whipping up a fury, Dominating flurry
We create the Battery!
Smashing through the boundaries
lunacy has found me
cannot stop the Battery!
Pounding out aggression
turns into obsession
cannot kill the Battery!
Cannot kill the family
Battery is found in me
Battery, BATTERY!
Hey, hey, it's the wicked jokers
And we coming to the valley and to smoke ya (choke ya)
Kick the clown in the forehead
And I'm jugglin jugglin your head (Jed)
You big fat redneck money-ass hick
I'm a city slicker
And I'm coming to getcha, hit ya
And the carnivals gonna get with ya
Oh, I might as well mention
That I come from another dimension
You never seen nothing like this, boy
Magic acts of pain and joy
Keystone come and try to get me
But I pack a French curler with me
Ha, and the officer let me off quick
Here's a dunkin double dip, you fat piece of shit
Heh, picture that (that)
Packin' a magic wand and a top hat
Cuz some gotta stop
Or the wicked clowns are gonna CHOP CHOP!!!
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Chop chop
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Got to be funky
Detroit's air is toxic
My eyeball's popped out they sockets
And fried in the street like a steakum
....Shake em, bake em
Break em off something from the smoke stack
I been breathing all my life so I'm dying anyway
I'm nothing but a radiation freak show
My arm fell off and bounced on the floor
Carnival left out the alley (alley, alley)
And we stopping in Sunny Valley
Jumping up and down on richie's head
And I'm gonna jump until he's finally dead
Jump jump jump jump...
They got no love yet they got control
They'll never touch my funky soul
Street top bull it sent chop
Now we can run or we can walk
Either way some gotta stop
Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop chop
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Chop chop
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Got to be funky
Wicked clown, wicked clown what's up come's down
Before my nuts go soft juggle them around
Bitch wanna join the carnival circus
Grab my dingaling and jerk and jerk this
I gotta catch these carnival thrills
Rude Boy empty heads I drill
Chills, thrills, bigots, train wheels
An axe to the forehead usually kills
If this ain't hell, I can't tell
Hang my body on a cross with some rusty nails
If I juggle ya call me a juggla
I'm a nap burgler voodoo smuggler
See I got the symptoms of insanity
I'm down with J from the ICP
I'm down with him and he's down with me
So if we gotta chop C-H-O-P
Running down the block, someone hit me with a rock
And my brains all over the street
But I'm a wicked clown and I'm up and down
And all over this Esham beat
So if I gotta chop then I guess I gotta chop
If I chop then I gotta chop chop
You can never stop sucker, you can never drop wicked
Clowns cuz we love to CHOP CHOP!!!
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Chop chop
Swing swing swing and chop chop chop (3x)
Got to be funky
Chop chop
Aight... I tap out for the night. I'm getting too drunk for my own good.
Dizzamn ! ninjas
finally, a photo
yeah.. its a photo.. but it aint really us... HAHAHHAHA!!!!
i got a photo of the real clowns somewhere.
We plan on taking pictures for this place next time we clown out. We've lost all our old ones, except for like 1 or 2 pretty crappy ones.
actually the one i have is you two with scribe at the pp. thx sent it to me.
J has a pretty cool one of him, and I have a couple crappy ones from halloween last year. We used to have a ton of cool ass ones on a disk, but I can't find it anywhere.
ahh insane clown posse, the classics. :)
if 12 is the last one its the theme from ghostbusters
Cool, Thanks Ares
and i want to guess that 10 is the theme from beverly hills cop.
Good one. Sounds right. I'll DL to be sure. Thanks for your help.
Axel F. - Harold Faltermeyer
Why do I get this when trying to delete something>
"If you want to delete your message, please use the delete link where the message is displayed.
This is not a valid way to delete a message."
I hit delete and it takes me to a confirmation screen then I hit delete again and get this.
weird. does it happen all the time? which post are you trying to delete? i'll see if i can delete it.
#231
worked for me.
Thanks. I thought THX was this boards moderator? Are you the surrogate? I still have the same problem when trying to delete anything though. Could it be something in the preferences?
thx is. i'm host in a select few threads, namely this one because thx decided to leave it to die a while ago and the look and feel test folder.
It worked for me CM- hit delete, second screen hit delete again, third screen said "this message has been deleted" and hit OK
NaDa - Third screen= "If you want to delete your message, please use the delete link where the message is displayed.
This is not a valid way to delete a message."
Oh well. It took me this long to use the feature anyway so I guess it isn't that big of a deal. :-(
P.S. Does anyone remember the names of the singer and guitar player during the closing credits for Spy Kids 2? Kinda funny.
I'd send a message to Lance and let him know of the problem.
You can't make it to the site itself or the songs won't load for you? It might take a minute to load the tunes with a slow connection speed. It takes me about 15 seconds to load them with a cable connection.
Got it. I thought it sounded like "Lola" by the Kinks, but the words weren't right. Using google I determined that it's a Weird Al Yankovic parody entitled "Yoda".
You Rock TMK!!! Thanks a bunch. I previously sent in my guess as Lola just in case I couldn't figure it out before 10pm. Thanks to you I keep my bragging rights. Great job.
Thanks Lance. Delete works fine now. Thanks to you too THX
P.S. - Brittney Lopez & Angus Vansantana
#4 is "Our House" - Madness
Can't help you on the other two.
I changed computers and it loaded up quick.
#9 is Backstreet Boys "I want it that way". #3 I recognize, give me a bit to pinpoint.
I would have missed 3,5,6,9 & 11.
#3 is "I'm Alright" by Jo Dee Mussina.
I'm pretty sure. Let me see if I can download the song somewhere
Thanks THX & TMK. I would of never got those. I DLed 'I'm Alright' from WinMx and the beginning sounds close but not sure if it's totally on the mark. Maybe a different version.