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joe bruce (violent j tribute) - midsouth monsta lyrics

[verse]
this is jugg sh*t, i’m not just a faded man
over the years i’ve never placed my hands
on any of these latest stans
’cause what you expect to see
when you support the world’s most hated band?
i’ve been trying to refrain from any drama
but now it’s been a change of plans
gotta take a stand
now comes out the truth
this is the juggalo march part two
bring out the troops, sound salute
y’all can say what you want about the duke
behind the paint chapter 2 made me down with floobs
i related the struggles that was around the bruces
as fam we stay true ’cause a man’s drеams came true
the carnival is rеality
the reason i never bother with averagery
[?] and guarded by magic seen in a marvelous pageantry
and we have j to thank for that
some of y’all misplaced your thinking caps
did you really thought you could stifle an empire
with your basic raps
in your mouth you can place a gat and take a nap
hatchet takes the map
we erase the map between outcast and wierdo
in every place we at
toxic has*beens with trash rap [?]
actin’ and cappin’ ’bout action
’cause they never had wins and lost all day pashion
diamonds in my forecast
’cause h*ll’s pit where i was born at
gonna want a weak beat with some retreats
trying to [?] with they tiki torches
and they least be trying to sneak peek at the dc
[?] they call it heat place
yeah i said [?] they brought the battle rapper back
but if we want war we can have it
that doesn’t matter
[?] gotta have a bat
you won’t show up where we motherf*ckin’ gather at
mmm!
what’s a beast to a monster?
you were self hating [?] batch of cracker jacks
and see who gets splattered fast
when i send a slug through your maga hat
you ain’t get a response from j
’cause he still [?] tours
and [?] gotta response ’cause
how you gonna talk to the dead when you left the ouija board
mmm!
chapter 17 making numbers, how come we ain’t seeing yours?
what happened?
used to be grimy beast
now you conservative as f*ck, mad at the youth
l!cking your slimy t**th
you old*timey beast
remind me beast
when’s the last hit you were providing, beast
g*y jokes and miserable pokes at liberals
what are you in the 90’s, beast?
used to bump your sh*t
you ill with the pen
but don’t think i’ll ever feel you again
i will fill you in
watch yourself ‘fore jokerr stops singing church songs
then he k!ll you again
anybody else just wanna catch a tail end of round two
you’re mad at ouija ’cause you thought stalewind was about you
ha, i’ma lay off you though
’cause you already lost in the paranoia that’s around you
now i don’t wanna start a little stink
but i’m tickled pink
you really caught three minutes of giggle streaks
and the sounds of you l!cking shriveled meat
really worthy of any beef?
this is the dark carnival, p*ssy, bow down
sounding like every word you had to sound out
who’s the real sad clown
we just found out
mumble rappers dead, this sh*t back to soundcloud
now for you b*tch*ass trick who made a documentary
cutting clips and cropping imagery
getting a bunch of [?] to jump your front is not a victory
pedophilia is a dangerous accusation
a wrongful accuser deserves a hanging and castration
making mad statements
you won’t show your face, but you flag waving
sure, j is known to do a little ass chasing
but little girls was never in his [?]
that’s now how linda raised him
he knows the sh*t he witnessed was sickness
read behind the paint if you not a believer
you think he would do that sh*t after what happened to rob and teresa?
or his baby mama would leave him with his daughter either?
i gotta question fool’s sanity
y’all gon’ end up in h*ll with the whole wool family
and you juffs just dropped your hatchet over the tool’s fantasy
can stay where you at ’cause we don’t do amnesty
i put it like this
i ain’t like the divide
it’s fine whoever d*mning me
ain’t a seventeen percenter or a twizzler
i’m with the juggalo family
j had his reasons to say f*ck whoever, and that’s fine
but that’s his business and not mine
but anyone taking shots at the duke is out of line
shout out to ouija, hexxx, darby, chunk
shout out to sh*ggy, clay, shout out to jump
it’s all love for the hatchet
we ain’t passive
there’s no truce
because i owe my whole rap career
my aspirations, my whole youth
the reason i feel i belong in one group
and it wouldn’t be what it is, the whole truth
and i wouldn’t be who i am if it wasn’t for joe bruce

- midsouth monsta lyrics

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