Bring It On

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
Hey Mike, Mike...MIKE! TURN ME UP!
Check three, check five
Right about now...
Check three, check five

[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Welcome everyone to the big show
Jake and Jack and the Dark Carnival
Remove your hats or we'll cut off your head
Show respect, youse amongst the dead
Don't like bigots and richie boy fucks
Ain't shit changed, bitch, check nuts
Detroit Southwest murderers style
The greatest spectacle under the sky
Five cards came and made their mark
From Moon Yugon down to Patton Park
Fuck your drum kit, xylophone, cello
I'm a wicked clown, bitch, hello!?
Everybody come jump in our ride
Bring you and your fat-ass bitch inside
Wagons, tents are swift as a breeze
Can't nobody get with these, motherfucker, bring it on!

[Chorus]
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it) Bring it!

[Post-Chorus 1: Violent J]
Violent J, Shaggy, serial killers with style, fashion of the 2000's and beyond

[Verse 2: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Voodoo chicken and magical wand
Dead bigots, yeah, face down in a pond
Broken neck with the flick of our wrist
All this player hatin' getting me pissed
Fat chick, skinny chick, chicky-chick, hoes
Swishers, Faygos, and Kung-Fu pros
If Jake Jeckel drop any at all
No more chicks, just sizzling balls
I'll hypnotize you like a vampire
Bite you neck and set your head on fire
Shoot me with silver bullets? Ok!
I'll pull 'em out, pawn 'em and get paid
Here, try my licorice treats
I know dead folk that chew they feet
Carnival moves in shadow of time
And we's runnin' a little behind, bitch, bring it on

[Chorus]
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it) Bring it on!

[Post-Chorus 2: Violent J]
Insane Clown Posse, ICP, axe murdering done with a touch of Detroit class

[Bridge]
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Come on)
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Come on)
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Oh)
One for your greed, Two for your lies (Come on)
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Come on)
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Come on)
Jeckel drop ball, Shangri-La dies (Come on)
One for your greed, two for your lies (Come on)

[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Shaggs 2 Dope, serial killer
Axe murder boy, wig cap peeler
I can wear a Fila jacket and look fresh
I'm pimpin' like David Koresh...was
People think I got bombs in my locker
Teacher try to open it up, I'ma sock her
Get the fuck back and leave me alone
Before I have to come to your home and see ya

[Verse 4: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Wind me up and I can do flips
And put the smack down on your lips
Billy Bill, Rude, Jumpsteady, Tom Dub
Stephen, Legz, Double A, got love (Whoop whoop)
Drinking Moon Mist, carnival bar
Got folk love, people love, whatever you are
Forks sideways I'm a juggalin man
Can't nothing stop the rain, bitch, bring it on

[Chorus]
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
Bring it, bring it (Bring it, bring it) Bring it!

[Post-Chorus 3: Violent J]
Hey y'all, we brings it to ya, like we work for fuckin' Federal or UPS, yeah

[Skit: Violent J & Jamie Madrox]
Yes, may I help ya?
Yeah, lemme get, uh, three soft tacos with no lettuce, a chilito, and a nacho b-
Excuse me, sir, but we do not have, how do you say, chilito
A chilito, a chilito, you know what I'm sayin'? The, um, it's a-
No, sir, I do not know. We have on chilito as you say. This is Taco Land; we only have their fresh vegetables with pita loaf. We have no chilitos
Man, fuck that! I'm lookin' at this shit right on the menu! I want a chilito!
Perhaps, instead, I make for you a fresh slice of tomato on pita, no?
What the fuck?! I want a motherfuckin' chilito, man
Yeah? fuckoof
What?
Fuckoof
Hey, fuck you, mother facko!
No. Fuck off!