Now we been told this carnival sh*t has touched on many lives.
People have f**kin' sworn to us they to can feel it inside.
What is it that draws you in, this magic that compels you?
We've been waiting six f**kin' Jokers Cards to finally tell you.
Thy messages and hints were there, all though most never pick
on 'em. We snuck 'em in subliminally with that wicked sh*t around
'em. We mentioned more and more of this on every Jokers Card.
Thy Bottom line always the same, you ain't have to look hard.
We wickedly kick it, infict it, you get it, get with it and dig it we don't
preachit flat out, 'cause some ninjas dont wanna get with ya, they
quick to forget ya without thy hatchetand gat out. So we Close thy Hatchet
do or die now Juggalos standing tall, after all six have risen thy end
of time will consume us all. It ain't got nothing to do with us,
it ain't Psychopathic Records! All we doin is pointin sh*t out to you we in
this together! Who's behind thy Dark Carnival, Thy Gatherings and thy
Hatchet? Who's behind Dark Lotus, Thy Circus and everybody at it?
Who invented Juggalos and Juggalettes and f**kin' Faygo showers?
What about that feeling you get when bumpin' our sh*t, whos behind thy
Juggalo powers? This ain't no f**kin' fan club. It aint about makin' a
buck. Don't buy our fkin' action fugures bch, I don't give a f**k!
It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy, thy butterfly or seventeen. When we
Speak of Shangri-La what ya think we mean? Truth is we follow GOD,
we've always been behind him, Thy Carnival is GOD and may all
Juggalos find him…
May the Juggalos find em
May the Juggalos find em
May the Juggalos find em he's out there, he's out there
We're not sorry if we tricked you, we don't care what happens now
We're not sorry if we tricked you, we swing our hatchets and we're proud
We're not sorry if we tricked you, painted faces in the crowd
We're not sorry if we tricked you, Thy carnival will carry on