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Lets Go All the Way

ain't nobody jealous
everybody has they own
nobodies locked up(locked up)
everybody, everybodys free to roam
look at that scrubby(just chillin)
with a hotty on his side
look at them rich kids, poor kids
everybody together on the same side
and they down to ride
lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way
wiggie, wiggie(4 times)

ain't nobody left out
everybody gets to go(everybody)
it can never be to crowded
come on we still pickin up some more
don't nobody hate you, playa hate you
there ain't no hate at all
got a million fans here to catch you
they'll catch you
because they'll never let you fall
don't gotta to worry all in all

lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way

there are no sickness
no sickness, nobody has to die(nobody has to die)
everything’s answered
right then and there
never have to wonder why(never have to wonder why)
don't nobody rush you
no code red
be as long as you wanna be (be as long as you wanna be)
can you guess what this place is
your future, make it a reality
all you have to do is follow me

lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way

wiggie, wiggie(3 times)

lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way(lets go all the way)
lets go all the way

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Joker I
Years of breathing the souls of rotted minds,I have

developed a bad case of "Ghetto Insanity" I walk their

streets and I'm stared at as a freak show,less than

human,an ogre walking the streets paved with

gold.Twisted somewhere in this fried brain of mine,I

have a plan.If those of the ghetto are nothing more

than carnival exhibits to the upper class,than lets

give them the show they deserve to see.No more hearing

of this show because you can witness it in your own

front yard.A traveling mass of carnage,the same

carnage we witness daily in the ghetto, can be yours to

witness,feel,and suffer.no longer killing one

another,but killing the ones who have ignored our

cries for help.Like a hurricane leaving a trail of

destruction,the ghetto on wheels.My veiws may be

ugly,but so are the blood stains on the street i

roam.If there is no change soon tickets will be issued

to....The Carnival Of Carnage........

-Violent J

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Joker II
The day has come,the time of reckoning.Who will parish

in the dreaded hell and who's soul will be content

within the pleasures of heaven?Looking past the words

spoken with a wicked tongue and looking past

the evil deeds done within one's life,but instead

looking into the conscious of man.What is the real

evil that seems to plague mankind?Who are the real

demons that walk this earth? Is it those who's minds

have become devious because of a lifetime spent inside

of a caged hell,or is it those who invented this caged

hell years ago and done nothing to help destroy it

yet?Who's guilty, Frankenstien or the doctor who

created him?The sword,or the man who has slain with

it?which is the real evil,the man who kills another

for food or the man who does not share his food to

avoid the killing?While you sit in judgement of a

criminal,you may very well be the one who's guilty.

Guilty of greed,deception,and hate.Those who are

rejected at the gates of heaven,shall be dragged off

into the pits of hell.Viciously torn from this life by

the non-living,the phantoms of the dead.These beasts

take the form of a demented carnival,that of a

wicked,dark,circus,led by one.One who was created by

your own evil ways.One who will judge your very

fate.The one known only as.......The Ringmaster

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Joker III
Time flows like a dark horde,consuming all in its

path.Man lives his life in the blink of an eye.Just as

day becomes night,all life fades to death.

In death each person will be judged for his deeds

performed while alive.There are the few who walk a

life of purpose,and there are those who trod the path

of greed.Their souls are host to demons.Time slows

near each person's end.Those whose deeds were evil

grasp onto life as long as they can because though

they don't know what awaits them in the afterlife,they

feel for them it is horror beyond words.Time stops in

this world,as the heart becomes still and the soul

leaves the body.In the afterlife time is eternal,and

even in death it is but a new beginning.For you

see,when you step into death your soul steps upon the

floor of a dark chamber and you look to see it

empty,except for a strange looking box on an old

wooden table.On the front of the box you will see a

painted question mark faded with time and a twisted

crank handle on its side.Turning the handle a sharp

harmonic tune will fill the air.For the evil ones this

sound will be a deafening noise reverberating off the

walls and building into climatic terror.But the

surprise is when the music stops as you keep slowly

turning the handle...and then the top of the box pops.

For the few,they will see a vision of GOD with a wash

of light warming their souls as they step forth into

eternal peace.For most they will see a fog seeping

from the box,stripping their sanity,as they witness an

image of hell,spawned and formed from their own evil;a

hideous reflection of their demented souls.The floor

of the room begins falling away as they plummet into a

bottomless pit full of shadowy creatures,forever

to be lost in a sinister void.What will be instore for

you is the mystery.But if you take a look within

yourself you will find the answer.For now you still

have time to change the outcome of.....The Mighty Riddle Box

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Joker IV
From deep within the netherlands of shadow walkers

comes yet another exhibit of the DARK CARNIVAL.He is

the master of the art of using magick without

magick.He is a Necromancer...The craft of using magick

through the dead.Dead meaning both physically and

mentally.This spectacle shall be witnessed only by

those who are meant to see it.Look deep inside of your

soul and ask yourself...Do you hold a ticket to

witness the show?The answer lies within your self.He

is the fourth to rise.He feeds upon ones own greed.He

is powered by one's own jealousy,lust and

temptation.To envision yourself with something that

rightfully does not belong to you...that is the

illusion cast by him.To act upon this vision and seek

it out at the expense of another..that is the magick

cast by him.Continous dreamers of profit at the cost

of another are pledged and haunted by his

wizardry.Others are content and satisfied with what

they can achieve by themselves and

have not the urge to tamper with another's well being

for quick gain.They see him only as a hoax and see no

illusions or magick by he.It is simple...He is you.His

illusions are your evil thoughts.Your evil acts are

his magick-yesterday,now,and forever.You and he are

the fourth to rise...You and he are the master of

Necromancy..You the dead and him the magick.

Together you and he are...The Great Milenko

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Joker V
His glow of compassion kindles the heart, like a

campfire on a cold winter's eve. His embers burn

eternally, spreading the flame of mercy like a warm

blanket over the shoulders of a vagabond. His kindness

is fueled by sympathy for human suffering. But his

inferno of righteous cause, incinerates creatures of

sin to ash. The torch of his salvation guides

wanderers in the dark abyss to freedom. Its flaring

sparks float on the winds of change, like soaring birds

recently freed from a dreary cage. Laughter explodes

forth from an essence of his being, radiating the land

with childish joy. he has many names but for now let it

be spoken like melodic music drifting through the

air. He's JAKE,true indeed...JAKE JECKEL...

Emerging from the DARK CARNIVAL like phantom smoke

drifting into minds of men, they are the Amazing Jeckel

Brothers. A chaotic duo of juggling masters. Jack the

"Sinister" and Jake the"Just" juggle the sins of

mortal man. The price of admission to their show is a

mere human soul. When death creeps 'round and life

decays, the departed spirit will begin its journey. A

vision of a candle will begin to form like a distant

dream with billowing smoke rising from its eternal

flame. In this thick haze the deceased will begin to

see an image of Jake and Jack jeckel juggling red

balls between themselves. Each ball soaked in fresh

blood and pulsating like an erratic heart. For every

sin committed in a person's mortal life another ball

is added to their unearthly performance and the harder

it becomes. The deceased will witness sinister Jack

throwing Jake curves in a vile attempt to see a ball

drop. For if they should fumble in their act, a pit of

infinate evil shall open beneath the feet of the

viewer and cast the soul into an eternity of pain and

suffering. Success on the other hand, opens the gates of

shangri-la and grants one ascension into pure

enlightenment and peace. Jack and Jake Jeckel rest in

all of us for they are the very fabric of our

being, conscience and soul. There is no escape from

their juggling act because there is no way to escape

from ourselves. Only in death will we realize this as

we "twist and spin to the other side"

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Joker VI
A presence can be felt by those who have followed thy epic saga as told by

thy INSANE CLOWN POSSE.It is a presence that is synonymous with thy

crumbling of time itself.Thus emerges a being so powerful that he can exist

between both the land of the living, and that of the dead. He goes by many

names but is known to thy living only as thy WRAITH.He walks upon worlds

forgotten,and descends from Heavens;fade into gray to witness thy death of

all mortal things,so that he may guide thy departed upon thy path that they

have chosen(Shangri-La).Here is the story of thy path to Shangri-La,thy 6th

Jokers Card.Only now will we truly understand thy meaning of thy saga,for

this saga all along,each Jokers Card,is actually none other than...thy echo of our lives
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As you can see from the above Joker cards and song I am a Juggalo. You mess wit me and I will have no problems chopping you down to size. You wanna make fun of me, be my guest. You make fun of/or insult ICP there's gonna be a nice big tussel between us. Thats not a threat; Its a Promise.

mmfcl to all the other Juggalos that be looking around through here. Down with the Clown til I'm dead in the ground!

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Myalin Sentinal

Report | 12/16/2006 12:35 pm

Myalin Sentinal

hey cool profile, well i just dropped by to say hello ^^

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