* later known as the Insane Clown Posse
You have dug your own grave if you say you wanna battle
Don`t you know your in trouble up the creek with out a paddle
Cuz I keep gettin betta I`m tougha then leatha
I`m rated numba one and I`ll rain for eva
Some people wear silva and some wear gold
But then I`ll snatch it off your neck and diss you cold
It`s like a fantasy it`s irony my rhymes go down in history
Hit my boys proven with the freshest termenology
Know more words then a pocked dictionary
Got more information then your local library
Some girls I`m kissin and others I`m dissin
But you don`t know what you been missin
Make a fresh tongue twista
Could give your tongue a blista
If you see it my way then theres a chance you`ll diffa
Give a sigh then you crie then you say good bye
Don`t even try don`t reply then you want to die
I make you rhyme though it`s time
Commit an innocent crime
It`s the truth no excuse a visual rhyme
Dissin you, to battle me you bit off more then you can chew
Tearin up the scene destrukter van vew
The way I`ll leave you more puzzled then arubics cube
Wanna battle the best your gonna die like the rest
Wait I`ll crush your bones and rip up your flesh
You can do what you want but leave the rhyme to the skills
Cuz every person that don`t listen is a sucker that kills
And when I first started rappin I set some goals
To rock your mind, your body and of course your sould
Now when it comes to these goals I have now acheaved
So for all you none believers it`s TIME TO BELIEVE
Take it to the Violent Side
Violent J yo homeboy I`m packin a punch
Nocked out Greg on the motha fuckin brady buch
For no parareasial thats my attitude
Fuck off gold dick I don`t rap for gratitude
You`ll remember my name after I get the shot
Don`t laugh now bitch tie your lips in a not
Delray, Detroit, Southwest Military
Legal Freaks hangin like a motha fuckin dingle berry
Yo I like I like big fat fucked up freaks
I`m waxin that anus and I`m slapin her but cheaks
Hey yo the J stands for Joe
Violent straight up means that I`m a motha fuckin psycho
Reputation like Jason on the southwest side
Shot 47 times boy still ain`t died
In the LA roads pumpkin gangsta codes
Sellin yayo part time sellin stereos
Yeah boy and my tape comes with `em
When I stole the radio my tape was already in `em
Life style of a motha fuckin scalowag
Throw a fist if ya throw me a mag
I`ll use it cuz ya never know I`m packin a gun
Straight up young one you don`t want none son
Fuck those talkin shit fuckin seem to quit
Talkin shit about the tape and don`t make `em say shit
Young caucasions raisin hell on our tape
Impersone Violent J I`ll crush your head like a grape
Talk shit about my posse hope you have a ball
When I see you I`ma slam your fuckin head in the wall
Intelligence and Violence (repeat)
