Ain't Yo Bidness歌词

(Intro)
Rude Boy sittin' pancaked on 23's
Clown Love to Chicago Juggalos
We underground like Blaze
My dead homie, and yours
We dead
We dead, no wait a minute... we don't die!
We don't die!
We Dead
Violent J:
Maybe I like bloody, murder music, you know ************t like "Stab Your ******' Eye"
Maybe I like eatin' ************t like Tylenol PM's cuz 5 or 6 will get you high
Maybe I like punchin' people I don't even know, I knock 'em flat up ******' out (PAH)
Tuck some money in they jacket with a note that simply reads "I had to let some anger out" (Sorry)
Maybe I only hang with weirdoes, and hoodlums, and junkies, I keep 'em by my side (What up?)
Maybe mama doesn't understand a friend is hard to come by, so I'll keep what I can find (My boys)
Maybe I got 2 felonies, tattoos on my neck and I always paint my face
Can I still date your daughter? I mean I think I outta, I like the way she taste
Chorus:
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, How I act!
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
AIN'T YO CONCERN, WHAT WE DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!
Violent J:
Maybe I don't even like you, but I gotta front cause you're a record label guy (mother ******!)
What if I dragged you by the hair, into the street, and beat your ass, and put a boot up in your eye (Puh! ************!)
Maybe I would rather ****** a Missy Elliot before a Tony... "Braxton"
Myabe I would rather ****** a Macy Grey before a Janet... "Jackson"
Maybe I don't have no self esteem so I like to pick on everybody else
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my ************rt I had bruises and welts "Oh" (It's ok)
Maybe I was hungry, bottom barrel poor, and my mom was always sick
Maybe I'm lying, I'm just tryna find an excuse to be a ************, I'm a ************ - ************
Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll hang myself right about your bed "You should try suicide"
From the ceiling fan, so I'll be swingin' when you walk I, I might kick you in the head (Stook!)
Maybe I got seven therapists, I been committed, but my manager he got me free (Double A ya'll)
18 Pills a day, I get so dizzy and high, sometimes I can't even see, (I gotta sit down)
Chorus: ************gy 2 ****, Violent J and a gang of Juggalos:
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, How I act!
AIN'T YO BIDNESS, Don't get slapped!
AIN'T YO CONCERN, WHAT WE DO!
LESS YOU WANT YO, Face Slapped Too!
Hidden Song Soopa Villians
Intro part, Syn:
Esham the Boogie Man, running with a ******' hatchet.
Violent J the Juggla, and ************gy 2 **** the SouthWest Strangler, allegedly. Collectively known as....
The Ring Leader:
The Soopa Villians!!! Esham:
Super flex, jet super ***, the Boogie Man busting the bazooka necks, get wet the Soopa Villians clock super checks the Juggalo in me will break the bank and your super necks
Violent J:
It's the Juggla juggalin', Juggalo thuggalin' Thuggalo, scrub ninja, mutha facko
My axe I keep with, me sneak with, I creep with, sever skulls and sleep with
Esham:
The Southwest Strangler Super Plex, some ************ through the limo window, super stretch
Now I wonder should I shoot ya next, with the super soaker, get ya soaking wet
Violent J:
Juggaloly, I'ma Soopa Villian, I'm swinging my swords and I'm all up on the ceiling
I'ma ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks like Sabu, stab you, grab have at you
Esham:
Soopa Villians, making a super hero killing, ****** ya feelings
Ready and willing any day I could blow, insane monkey like Mojo JoJo
Violent J:
Citizens don't talk to the FBI, cause that killa with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm quick to bag the diamonds, nab it, I love Ba******an, but Robin's a ******, (******)