[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope] Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what from New York to L.A from Chile to Greece from Uganda to your momma We gives absolutely no fucks Motha fucks Natural born serial slaterers Mass mothafuckin murderin muderers Bitch, count to ten and meet your maker
[Verse 1: Violent J] I'm scary like Michael Jackson up close I like diggin up dead bodies, Look at me I'm gross My name's Violent J but you can call me syphillis Gonorrhea or the clap cause I infected this rap You wanna know if I could ever kill somebody Well thats like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been to jail I kill family, friends, myself What, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could only survive I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in fact thats how we met I went up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit I pulled out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax I was like come-on, wait is that a stanley, Where'd you get that? It's natural and to murder, you gotta have it in you It's like a dick all up in you, although I wouldn't now Look at us natural killas The world's most playa hated rapper And the most hated group together like whooo!
[Chorus x2] Mass murders Natural born killas I'm not fuckin around Icky icky ya ya Icky icky ya ya
[Verse 2: Vanilla Ice] This ain't no Blair Witch, Beware bitch I'll pick your motherfuckin brain with an icepick Remember me? The V I-C-E Well here's my trilogy, I'm outta captivity The rap Cujo you know my flow is ferocious The last survivor with a mouth full of cockroaches I bring this hocus pocus You're flying away Like the last days of the motherfuckin Locust I'm the redneck in the moshpit, 2 axes come in handy To answer Violent J, Ya damn right its a Stanley In the shadows of the dark with Darkman like spawn In your dash blazin it up with explosive bombs I spit homicides like major cities at 11PM Assembling bodies in the dungeon like the line at GM Ice mixed with blood is the killer's milkshake Blended with the clowns from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak
[Verse 3: La the Darkman] Disrespect me, I'll run in your house Like puffin Steve Stout Break both your arms, gun in your mouth Knock your teeth out with the nose of the fifth Bullets bust through the back of your head ya die stiff Fuckin with tha clan, watch what you say We kill Niggaz like the KKK Shoot you with an SK or a AK Bitch, you gonna die either way I'm a monster, Thoroughbred, Gun holding weed head Cross me, Bet tomorrow you'll be dead Catch you at a show, While you're chilling with your ho And crack your skull with a bottle of Mo I'm a Sing Sing killer, Gun room captain Brooklyn home of the original gun clapping Gats get brung, Niggaz get done Sons lose fathers and mothers lose sons I'm a killer