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22.07.2003 |
1. | Wizard Of The Hood Intro |
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9. | The Wizard's Palace (feat. Anybody Killa & Shaggy 2 Dope) |
* | Axes Swingin' (bonus track) |
* | Multiple Myselves (bonus track) |
* | My Shine (feat. Jumpsteady; Collector's Edition bonus track) |
* | Bloody Bitch Dead (Collector's Edition bonus track) |
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[Fading Echo]...Looks like rain..looks like rain...looks like rain
[Verse 1]
Sittin' down in my crackhouse earnin' my pay
It's the southwest juggla claimin' Delray
Violent J, known by the gang squad and police alike
I'm known to get wrong off the get right
Hangin' at the truck I load a mausburg off
Who the head of your set I blow your boss shirt off
I be the top dark killa, Who da bomb don
ya soft like a bon-bon in ya Sean John
I'm ridin' dirrtay, up and down in a ford escort
I'm in a "Ring Master" gold super sport
And it's about to rain, I see the weather bad
hit the top on up like I better had
I cut back to the cut to get a cut of my cut
Cuz even in a hurricane a crack head'll show up
I'll be the gang tag kayer, gay fag slayer
bag weigher with a sweet street sweep A.K'er
I don't care
[Hook x2]
I like the darkness
Its bout to helly flow (It poors)
Tornado sirens
Let it rain..Wicket shit
[Verse 2]
Its boring man, I'm smoking a blunt
Its pouring rain the hood soaking it up
But its gettin' kinda windy and the walls are shaking
Fuckin' roofs coming off, I'm in a laz-y-boy bakin'
I see the crack heads tryna' reach the porch
But the wind sweep 'em off before they get to the door
They only 90 pounds, Grab something held down
cuz you lookin' funny flying around..fag
Blunt wrap on my lap ass all over me
Playing Nintendo "Mega Man 4" from '93
Shutters are shaking and the lighting is frightening
Fuckin' windows are breaking, man I'm thinking it might be
A tornado, go to the door open it up...(*door creaking open*)...yup
All the same back to my game its all right
As long as that motherfucker stay outside I'm tight
[Hook x2]
I like the darkness
Its bout to helly flow
Tornado sirens
Let it rain..Wicket shit
[Verse 3]
Holy fuckin' shit what the fuck is happilatin'
The whole house spinning and shaking damn near breaking in half
I take it and laugh cuz what the fuck can I do
I put the rocks in my sock so I don't lose them to
I'm fuckin hangin' out, I lost all but my drawers
Somehow my game still good chillin' on pause
We airborne and the windows flying
Passin' by are crack heads wavin' at me still tryina buy
Mailboxes, a pizza man, some garbage cans
then I seen a naked ass bitch like.....Damn!
There was all kinda crazy shit caught in the storm
But before long all the shit was gone [screams...a loud bang]
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[Intro: In Background]
Damn....Fuck....What the fuck
Umm let me get myself together..Look here
[Verse 1]
I'm alive man but don't know where the fuck I am
Damn..I don't understand fantasy land
I'm looking out my kitchen window but I don't see the Sadan
I blocks some damn it's not the land I got the gothcha' rock for 20 spot
I think we outta Michigan the wind it must of put me farther
Seein' purple trees and yellow clouds is talking to each other
Maybe another dimension even a dimension talking trees
With information, work receiving, I got probation I can't be leaving
I'm thinkin' only what I'm needing, emergency needs
A sack of 17 roaches and a O of regelo' weed
I'm standing on the porch I'm still denying this shit
I notice all these tiny little people hiddin' and shit
Its hundreds of 'em all starring at me, scared to they spots
I'm trippin'....?....everything they got be colorful with pokadots
They prolly don't like my raggedy' crack..house on they land
I understand, but when I walked out and said wassup a party began
[Munchkins wildin' out]
[Hook: Munchkins]
We don't know who you are and we don't really care
But ya' carnival clown ass is welcome here
Because you and that damn near abandoned house
Landed right on top of the wicket witch of the south
[All the Munchkins]
And we hated that wicket bitch so much, said, we hated that slutty hoe
(And we hated that slut)
And you crushed and killed that wicket bitch, we'll be grateful forever more
[Verse 2]
So my house landed right up on some neighborhood trick
Huh..that's the shit..huh..look there go her feet sick huh
Dumb bitch I started playing it off
I seen her in the window so I was running around moving shit and aiming it so, you know
Anyway, how the fuck I'm getting home
(Don't worry see this yellow alleyway will get you home in a hurry
It leads to the wizard, the player, he's the pimpest of all
He'll get you any fucking thing you need)
In that case I'm dancin' with y'all
[Munchkins wildin' out]
[Hook 2: Munchkins (All the Munchkins)][fades out]
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take ya ass down the yellow brink road motherfucker
(Take ya ass down the yellow brink alleway)
Take my ass down the yellow brick alleyway
They say, Take my ass down the yellow bricks
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[Violent J]
Here I Go
Just stick to this road, huh?
Fuck it, I thought I'm sold
I strolled on down the road
In c-walk mode to the wizard I'm told
But hold up, this road fucked with twist and turns
I'm having no Luck as my vanilla blunt burns
I'm seein' trees with faces, bushes that walk
And as far as I Can see nobody drawn in chalk
The sky's bright green sometimes it's kinda pink
I'm gonna twist another blunt here, sit down and think
How to fuck, What to fuck and Who to fuck and When
What the fuck I'm doin here
I would've figured depends
And again I gotta get the fuck home, before long
Cuz the first of the month is coming on, Im gone
Let me spark my shit right quick, I'm outta here
[Monoxide Child]
Yo homie let me get a hit of that blunt
[Violent J]
Fuck yeah
Wait a minute
Who said that, looked around everywhere
And I heard somebody singin over there
So clear he went
[Hook]
I dont need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with (who said that?) [x2]
Stuck up on this thing
With no fucking gains
I just want somebody to smoke with
(who said that?) (well i said that)
[Violent J]
Look at this shit
I'm talkin to a scarecrow stuck on a stick
Askin me for a hit right quick
Shit, all I got is Bobby Brown, I can't front
But the wizard gots all you want
You can smoke off his tundra, they say its the thunda
He could have king kong smoked under the wonder
I'm going there now and gettin me some
Plus the wizard gonna get my ass home, he's on
[Monoxide Child]
It would be the shit big homie
If I could walk with you
And talk with you
And get up on a fat bag or two
Cuz I've been hanging from this pole for so long
And smoking on home grown, my head ache is full blown
I ain't the smartest scarecrow in the hat
But if you lift that little latch
And I go crashing into a pumpkin patch
Don't leave me hanging big homie
Just pull the lever
So we can just get to walkin the yellow alley together, cuz
I don't need a brain
Don't need anything
I just want somebody to smoke with
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
Man it ain't no thing
We can smoke the gains
But you gotta put somethin on it
(and I'm with that, you know I'm with that)
[Violent J]
I helped set his ass free
He slipped off
Then his fuckin leg ripped off
And He was like
"Don't mind that shit dawg, It ain't nothing at all"
"Just a little bit of stuffin that straw"
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow, yo
"Don't ask if i ever tried smokin myself, no"
I only thought what the hey, ok
Anyway, lets get you some real shit
Down the yellow brick alley way
[repeats until end]
We don't need a brain
Don't need anything
We just need some homies to smoke with
(and I'm with that, and I'm with that)
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[Violent J]
Me and my scarecrow homie headed down the trail
A wicked clown impaled somebody bound to fail
They tried to hoe us and throw us a curve
Man I don't know
It's more curves in this road than up in Anna Nicole's fat ass
Walkin down the road , we played kick the can
And we thuggin', juggalug, buggin' on bamory
God damn it strange planet, can't stand it
Tryin to find the wizard in this candyland
It's lunatic stompin' in my Air Force Ones
But they scuffed on, hit em' with the blue and green mud
[Monoxide Child]
At least you got something on em'
Try using hay
I'm losing my shit
I'm getting shorter along the way
[Violent J]
Shit put on one of mine, you can hop that ass
[Jamie Madrox]
Nobody fucking move I want your money and cash
Don't even fuckin' turn around, don't look back smiling
[Violent J]
Damn it, even in Oz they thug whilin'
[hook]
You ain't safe
Ain't no one safe
You've fallen victim to thug whilin'
Even in your sleep and in your nightmares
You ain't safe
Ain't no one safe
You've fallen victim to thug whilin'
Killers on the creep is what your life is
[Jamie Madrox]
I'm made out of metal and alluminum foil
They call me Tin Tizzy
I drink forties of motor oil
Which one a y'all holdin' (me)
You got weed
And all the folks around here smoke stems and seeds
And I need a little bit of that shit you got
Keep lookin forward or one a y'all are gettin shot
This is my part of the brick road
I'm painted chrome
If ya step in my zone then your shit is gettin stole
You say
[hook]
We ain't safe
Ain't no one safe
We've fallen victim to thug whilin'
Even in our sleep and in our nightmares
We ain't safe
Ain't no one safe
We've fallen vicitim to thug whilin'
Killers on the creep is what our life is
[Violent J]
"Yo, scarecrow"
[Monoxide Child]
"What up, dawg"
[Violent J]
"This is bullshit, I ain't even seen his ass"
"You better pull quick, cuz I ain't got shit out here as it is"
[Monoxide Child]
"So leave us the fuck alone and go rob the wiz"
[Violent J]
Yeah, he gots a Mercedes stretch , Hummer navI bus
All we got is this banner and you fuckin with us
I turned around
What the fuck you ain't even got a gun
[Jamie Madrox]
I know, you think maybe the wizard got one
[Violent J]
Man, I can't even believe this shit crow
A tin man at that with no strap [I know]
What you know about heavy metal fool
A big gun
[Jamie Madrox]
I was just warming for when I really do get one
Take me with you to the wizard of all
So I can get mine too
I'm tryin to ride with y'all
[Violent J]
What you think scarecrow
[Monoxide Child]
We got the same paint on so that's cool
[Violent J]
But we all should remember the rule
[Hook]
We ain't safe
Ain't no one safe (nobody's safe no more)
We fallen victim to thug whilin
Even in our sleep and in our nightmares (thug whilin')
We ain't safe
Ain't no one safe [nobody's safe no more]
We've fallen victim to thug whilin'
Killers on the creep is what our life is (thug whilin')
[Repeats until end]
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[Violent J]
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that I can get back to Detroit like I'm supposed to be,
[Violent J, Jamie Madrox, & Monoxide Child]
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that J can get back to Detroit like He's supposed to be,
[Violent J]
So very scary, so dark, so Erie
For everybody near me, I'm weary
Fuck a cemetery 'cuz they bury the dead
And very much I be alive, we seeing vines and hides
And all these trees that tower us are Outta date and strung out
They spread stripes on your cheeks when we slap your tongue out
This be the bad side of town, that got us looking around
They put it down; we see a mushroom buggy 3 to the ground
And oh my god it's getting darker
Call me Peter Parker, cuz' spiders just biting
I'm hearing noises they frightening, and I just realized something
Holding on to crow's hoodie
I'm getting' paranoid fast
Burning all this mud grass
Something is watching us, creeping around
I hear his feet to the ground
It's gone be beating us down
And half eaten when found, it sound decent tomorrow
[Jamie Madrox]
Why you acting like a little bitch right now?
[Monoxide Child]
And how!
Morbid Horrors, you can't ignore us
Horribly it's horrifying
Horror forest, something's before us
Horribly it's horrifying
Don't' be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared!
Morbid Horrors, May they be yours
Horribly it's horrifying
[Violent J]
What the Fuck, shh, I heard a branch snap, listen
A twig break, a leaf crunch, somebody's pissing
[Jamie Madrox]
Man get the fuck Outta here with that bullshit, bro...
[Jamie Madrox]
Let's just stick to the road, and be quick to the dro
[Violent J]
I took a shit in the woods and whipped my ass with a purple mushroom
About an hour ago I assume
Maybe that's why I always feel
Like somebody's watching me
And I got no privacy
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Save it for your bedroom mirror, scream in fear
You was right, be scared, bitch, the lion is here
[Violent J]
Once I heard that, I knew that's all it would take
I started screaming like a cheerleader about to get raped
A big ass lion jumped out, like he was ready to fight
At least it's three against one, but I'm the only one in sight
My two homies was gone, lost deep in the night
I pulled the blunt out looked at the lion, said, you gotta light?
Morbid Horrors, you can't ignore us
Horribly it's horrifying
Horror forest, something's before us
Horribly it's horrifying
Don't' be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared!
Morbid Horrors, May they be yours
Horribly it's horrifying
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Hear the roar of the king of the jungle
Yes me, not Tarzan, so go, it's the lion, you stepping on my turf
And one of y'all dying tonight that's for sure, "that's for sure?"
You think it's your lucky day, you think I'm hear to play,
You saw the do not enter sign; you had to cross it anyway
Reconsider killing you; don't even make me laugh
You stumbled in my kingdom; the next breath's your last...
[Violent J]
Mister, mister death and destruction
May I ask you a question you got everything
Why you fucking with something with nothing
We ain't even from around here we just passing through
You come crashing through; I'm only asking you...
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Truth is I'm bored, everybody scared of me, I smelled yall over
Here puffing the lovely, and fuck that blunt, facts, I'm just gonna ask
Do any yall motherfuckers no where the hoes at?
[Violent J]
Maybe on the southwest side, I know a few
But straight up I know them hoes ain't trying' to fuck you
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
How 'bout I swipe your head off?
[Violent J]
How about you relax
I'm only saying these hoes don't fuck half lions like that
But I know this one player, this pimp right here in town
He's got mad furry bitches that be swinging they tails round
His name is the Wizard, fact that's were we headed
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Don't mind if I do tag along, fucking get me some neden...
Morbid Horrors, you can't ignore us
Horribly it's horrifying
Horror forest, something's before us
Horribly it's horrifying
Don't' be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared, Don't be scared!
Morbid Horrors, May they be yours
Horribly it's horrifying,
[Violent J]
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that I can get back to Detroit like I'm supposed to be
[Everyone]
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that J can get back to Detroit like He's supposed to be
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that J can get back to Detroit like He's supposed to be
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that J can get back to Detroit like He's supposed to be
These woods are looking scary everybody stay close to me
And we staying on track, so that J can get back to Detroit like He's supposed to be
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(Scarecrow)
I'm just happy we alive in this bitch
(Tin Man)
Where the fuck we at now?
(Violent J)
A big ass yellow, and green,
and purple, and faggot ass pink mushroom field
Damn
(Tin Man)
Well fuck it, let's go
(Scarecrow)
Let's eat some of these bitches
(Violent J)
Man I never did before, but since we in Oz and all
(Scarecrow)
That's what I'm saying
(The Lion)
Well let's at least walk while we eat, come on
(Chorus 2x)
Thoughts fly away in the mushroom field
Randomly telling what's revealed
Filling my pockets cause they worth a meal
And the kingdom's over them hills
(Violent J)
Let me go ahead and eat a few of these thangs
See if I can't hang
What you thinkin' about?
(Scarecrow)
Cigarettes, menthol only
To grow old with my kids and homies
All the years on that pole so lonely
And all them crows shittin' on me
What you thinkin' about?
(Tin Man)
Makin' payments on the Batmobile
With the phat sound system and 32 inch wheels
E'rrybody on the yellow brick jocking
Well I'm just snappin real slow
What you thinkin' about?
(Violent J)
Nate The Mack, my homie from way back
Everybody got a homie like that
In fact, I hope he okay
I hope his momma doing good
(You should call him)
Maybe I should
What you thinkin' about?
(The Lion)
Caddies
Sittin' on triple gold daytons
Sun shining on 'em and they sparkle up the pavement
People wanna catch a glimpse and show respect
Now I'm the king
Ruler over everything
What you thinkin' about?
(Scarecrow)
A fine bitch and some weed to smoke
I gotta have a little bit of puss to poke
(You ain't no joke)
A fat bag of dro and a hoe
And that's all you really need to know
What you thinking about?
(Violent J)
Titties
They come in all shapes and sizes
Each bitch with they own surprises
And if they only had on they back when hitting doggy
You can suck on that
What you thinking about?
(Tin Man)
Shit, finishing off my Megos set
And making that small dream an accomplishment
So I can find a new hobby like collecting skin
Never removed from the package all mint
What you thinkin' about?
(The Lion)
Bitches
That's what I'm thinking about
They clothes so tight
Ass and titties lookin' so right
Stacks of cash and all kinds of tropical hash
And hittin' blunts till my last
Now what you thinkin' about?
(Violent J)
Blaze Ya Dead Homie
(Who ya dead who?)
Who ya dead who?
Where I'm from that's cool
Anyway, I'm just wondering when it's Colton shit droppin'?
I'm tryin' to get my gold six hoping
What you thinking about?
(Tin Man)
Whatchin' my favorite wrestling pay-per-views
On a 100 foot screen
Televison tube
With the fast forward button
I can fly past the jobbers while eating pizza getting fat
What you thinking about?
(Scarecrow)
Wizard, I really hope he's there
And he can help J get the fuck outta here
(I hear what you're saying crow, Tin what you think?)
(Man he better have some drinks)
What you thinkin' about?
(Violent J)
What I'm thinkin' about, going home
And it's down this path we roam
Come on
(Chorus 4x)
Thoughts fly away in the mushroom field
Randomly telling what's revealed
Filling my pockets cause they worth a meal
And the kingdom's over them hills
(Violent J)
There it is ya'll
We made it
You ready to go in?
(Scarecrow)
First tell us, why do you wanna go home anyway?
(Tin Man)
Yeah, why don't you just stay with us
in this fantasy ass fantasy land?
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[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
I mean what do you got going on there that's so good?
[Violent J]
Man, it ain't always all good at home but the few days it is makes it all worth while.
It's all about time and chance it's gotta be
You got trailer park moms winning powerball lottery
And if a little girl gets stuck in a well
You got the whole world feeling the hell
And trying to help, we got good intentions, maybe bad ideas
Like fucking fine nedens laced with ghonerea
But the adventure is real and ain't nobody alone
Especially me, so come the fuck on, let's get home
I got bitches to fuck we being rich as
Truck at the Mexican festival hitting switches
The bed be elevating, no hating
Only congratulating, and the hoes steady tail gating
With their neden holes waiting
On datons, man that truck was so tight,
That's why I'm trying to go back sometimes it be alright
And the rest of the bullshit, I can walk right through
I'm tryna see a wheel chair, a hot nurse, at a 100 and 2 years old
[Monoxide, Jamie, Blaze]
And the tree
And the herb
And the smoke
And the ganj
[Violent J]
The tree is all right
It ain't much going on but that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)
And it can't be wrong, because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)
Like a world of gold, so much unexplored
And I be climbing, homies rhyming, heaven
I'm in, people can do they thing
[Bridge]
And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...
Like Michael Jackson yall
I said I'm singing, (singing) I'm singing...
With out the little boys and the plastic nose...
We kick the wicked shit in packed ass clubs
We scrubs, your everyday Joe's, Mike's, and Tom Dub's
But that's are thing and we love that shit
And people sick, thinking wicked shit gone quit
Tell me why do stress be, L I F E
Everyday's a new adventure for the fella's with me
We only got so long I'm tryna get out and see
I'm tryna get out and be, who tryna do it like me
You might see from above, you might fall in love,
You might get your dick sucked from the back like what
You might discover your nitch, and look you ain't a bitch
All this just days after you was gone quit
I ain't on some mother you whack mother fucker
This shit for juggalos, we talking to each other
Not them other hoes, we shudder those hoes to back rows
And crack those Faygo's and the place explodes
[Monoxide, Jamie, Blaze]
And the cush
And the green
And the sass
And the dro
[Violent J]
The cush is all right,
It ain't much going on but that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)
And it can't be wrong, because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)
Like a world of gold, so much unexplored
And I be climbing, homies rhyming, heaven
I'm in, people can do they thing
[Bridge]
And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...
Like Eddie Vedder only better...
I said I'm singing, (singing) I'm fucking singing...
And making cheddar somehow and smoking shredder somehow, wow.
It ain't much going on but that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds, (sometimes)
And it can't be wrong, because some of them nights the moon be shining, (sometimes)
Like a world of gold, so much unexplored
And I be climbing, homies rhyming, heaven
I'm in, people can do they thing
[Bridge]
And mine is singing, (singing) I'm singing...
Like Axle Rose and them, when he was with Slash and them...
I said I'm singing, I'm (singing)...
I'm fucking singing, fucking singing, I'm fucking singing...
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