"The Pendulum's Promise" lyrics

[Part I: The Pendulum's Promise]

[Violent J (Shaggy 2 Dope):]
What did I do?
(Tell me, tell me)
Tell me, what did I do?
(Tell me, tell me, tell me)
Nothing! I did nothing wrong!
(Tell me, tell me)
Nothing!
(Why?)

[Violent J:]
Look at that guy over there, he's so skinny
He'd probably suck my dick for a penny
That's fucking nasty, what kinda bitch does he get?
The kind that smells like shit with a scabbed lip
Pushing all that trash in his shopping cart
Must've smoked himself into a retard
No shoes, thick-ass calloused-up toes
Frozen boogers all up under his whisky nose
The motherfucker's ass is probably molded shut, heh
Bet he's got tadpoles living out of his butt
I fucking don't understand these people
No kinda class, somebody needs to beat they ass
I wanna tell him, "Get the fuck off my block!"
I wanna beat his face in with a rock!
He ain't good for shit but bringing our property down
Dragging his funky ass around
He's starving, sporting a pair of Troop sweats
Hands dried and cracked up like the Sahara
Wanting everyone's affection
Wait a minute, that's me, I'm looking at my own reflection

Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing on and on and (I'm looking at my own reflection)
Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right (It's my own)
Swing left, swing right
Swing on and on and (My own reflection)

[Shaggy 2 Dope (Violent J):]
Where the fuck is this bitch? She makes me sick
I'm guessing right now, she got a mouth full of dick
I know she fucks on me, who needs proof
She probably kisses me with dick hairs on her tooth
I bet she fucks people in my own bed
He wears my slippers while she's giving him head-da
Look what I do, I get away with it
What the fuck makes me think that she ain't never did it
(Hmm, yup) Last time I beat her ass wasn't shit
Fat lips ain't nothing, this time I'm breaking something
She's gonna learn not to gimme any hassle
I'm the king, I make the money, I work at White Castle!
I'm the one who failed in life
I'm the one who takes it out on my wife
She don't cheat, who am I trying to fool
I should've done this to myself long ago

[Violent J (Shaggy 2 Dope):]
Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing on and on and (I should've done this long ago)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise)
Swing left, swing right (Never stops swinging, rightfully bringing) (Rotting away)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise)
Swing on, and on and (Never stops swinging, rightfully bringing) (Long ago)

[Violent J:]
This is the third time you've come before me
You think you're the shit, you wanna ignore me
I told you last time I'd put you away
I don't give a fuck what you say! Obey me!
I am the overseer, a special being
Raise when I walk in the room, me and God are a tag team
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, I could say it all day
I swear to God, you say one motherfucking thing to me, I'll put you away
I might not be God, but I'm the next best thing
Honor your honor, hail me as a king
You die, he gets life, she pays, he's free
See, your destiny is all up to me
(All rise) They said it, loud and clear
But today, I take a load off in that electric chair
I chose to play God and judge you well
Now I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell
Sentenced to Hell

Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing left, swing right
Swing on and on and (Now I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (To Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Hey)
Swing on, and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing on and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing on, and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing on and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (To Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing on, and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (I'm the one that's been sentenced to Hell)
Swing left, swing right (What comes around goes around, pendulum's promise) (Sentenced to Hell)
Swing on and on and (Never stop swinging, rightfully bringing) (Sentenced to Hell)

[Part II: Right Here]

[Monoxide (Jamie Madrox):]
What up, y'all?
(What up, y'all? Alright)
(Bitch, yo mama work at KFC talkin' about she ain't no chicken head)
Bitch, yo deaf-ass mama got three ears and still can't hear shit
(Bitch, yo mama got eleven fingers and fifteen toes and still can't count to twenty-six, what)
Bitch, yo ho-ass mama titties so saggy that they sag on the carpet, got rug burn
(Bitch, I signed yo mama titties in a in-stoor booth)
Bitch, your mom still thinks she the bomb 'cause she was a backup dancer for Menudo
(Bitch, your mama ain't got no thumb and broke as hell talking about she gonna hitchhike to work to save money)

[Anybody Killa (Blaze Ya Dead Homie):]
Man, your mother fuckin' mama look like Julio Iglesias
(I pictured the bitch as a young Gary Busey myself)
The bitch got an eyepatch talkin' about who you callin' "Long John Silver"
(I see your mama sitting in front of Arthur Treacher's chewin' on a soggy-ass hush-puppy with her trick ass, bitch)
That's why all the kids call your mama "Smelly Lady"
(Man, your mama smell like cigarette butts and jalapeno dip, bitch)

[Violent J {Rude Boy} {{Violent J & Rude Boy}}:]
Uh, I been to Spokane, Washington
Right here, right here
I been to Duluth, Minnesota
Right here, right here
I been to Canton, Ohio
Right here, right here
"Rude Boy, come in here."
Everywhere, right here, right here
I been to Wichita, Massachusetts
Right here, right here. "Sing it"
{I been to Las Vegas}
Right here, ("In the front of the mic") right here
I been to uh
Right here, {"Yeah"} right here
{I been to L.A.}
{Right here, right here} (Now after me)
I been to Newark, New Mexico
Right here, right here "Go up an octave."
{I been to Flint, Michigan}
{Right here}, "That ain't it" {right here} "Like this"
I been to Spokane, Washington
Right here, right here {Oh yeah}
I been to Bellevue, Texas
Right here, right here
{I been} ("Keep goin'")
{I been to Atlanta, Georgia, right here, come on!}
{Right here} I been to Savannah, Georgia
Right here, right- "Wait, hold up, hold up."
I been to Templeton
Right, he- "Where's that at?" {"Uh, in Missouri"}
I been to Templeton, Missouri
Right here, right here "Keep goin' up."
{I been to San Diego}
{{Right here, right here}}, {everybody}
I been to Boston, Wouston
Right here, right here {Oh yeah} Yeah
I been over here and over there
And over there and over here and everywhere
I been East coast, West coast
I been to Europe, I been to London
With the cop cars that go doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
{"Holy shit"} Right here, {right here}
Cops on England don't carry guns
They don't got no guns, right here
Hold up, here keep singin'
{Right here, right here}
"Now keep that up."
{Right here, right here}
"Now bring that back."
{Right here, right here}
"Yeah, go get that, go get that drum"
"That drum that's in the, out there"
I been to Newark, New Jers- "It's in that room."
Right here
I don't want my album to end
I don't want it to end right now
I want you to know I love you
I want you to know I love you, Juggalo, Juggalo
Shaggy ain't here, he's doing a radio interview
Right now, we're in Denver, oh shit
Here comes Rude Boy with the drums
{{Right here, right here}}
I been to Jackson, Mississippi
Right here, {right here} "You sing, I'll play"
{I been to Florida, I said}
{Right here, right here}
{I been to San Francisco}
{Right here} (You already said that!) {right here}
I been to Tucson, Arizona
Right here, right here
{I been to} Pittsburg
{Right here}, Cleveland, {Philli}
I been to ECW before, {Flint Town}
"Why you on Flint's dick so much?"
I been to
Right here
"Alright, he's gettin' mad, come on."
"I think we're done now."
"Alright, we're comin' out."
{"It's alright, he's gettin' mad"}

[Part III]

[Violent J (Shaggy 2 Dope):]
"Eh"
("Hello?")
"Hey"
("What's up?")
What're you doin'?
(Just waitin' for some shit)
Um, who's all over there?
(Uh, just some bitch)
Well, who- what bitch?
(It's that same fuckin' played-out bitch that I fucked)
Why don't you ever hook me up?
('Cause she ain't got no fuckin' girls, right?)
Huh?
('Cause she ain't got no fuckin' girls, fuck you, it's like [?])
Listen
(I ain't got no hook-ups)
Listen
(Yeah?)
Um, make like a minute-long song
(Yeah, that's what I'm workin' on)
And then like, uh, just bring the cassette in
Don't bother bringin'- draggin' all that equipment in
(I'll what I'll do is bring in like fuckin' one thing, if you want it to sound good, but if you just want like cassette quality, I could just put it on a cassette, you know what I'm saying?)

(Alright, I got one piece of equipment that records it all, you know what I'm saying? It's like a ADAT, but it's, like, digital)

(Fuck you, man)
Heh heh heh heh
(Or I could put it on cassette)

(So, what the fuck, man?)
Alright, bring it in tomorrow
(Alright, what time we go in there tomorrow?)
Uh, we go in there when we go in there
(What time do you wanna show up in there?)
We got studio, I mean, we got a plane flight at seven o'clock
(At seven, yeah, seven o' clock, so what about like two)
We'll be up in that bitch like one, two, one, two
(Word, bye)
Alright, forty
(Alright)
Peace
(Check)

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
(Necks) We snappin' 'em, bend 'em in half with some
Record time speeds, vertebrae champions
(Nedens) We bangin' 'em, throwin' our wangs in 'em
Bustin' nuts, then we hang in 'em
(Records) We breakin' 'em, standards, we makin' em
Golden, platinum plaques, we takin' 'em
(Industries) We conquered 'em, stomped 'em
Psychopathic Rydas, there's no stoppin' em
(Juggalos) We roll with 'em, cut a throat with them
ICP and Juggalos on the same mission
(Jugga-hoes) We butcher 'em, Juggalo frontin'
I'll put 'em on trial, electric chair, cookin' em
(The dead) We beneath 'em and too deep to reach 'em
Motherfuckers in China can't see us
(Carnivals) Seats left, and we fillin' 'em, they're filled in
Only one Joker's card left till the end
Till the end, to the end, till the end, till the end
Till the end, to the end, till the end, till the end
Till the end, to the end, till the end, till the end
Till the end, to the end, till the end, till the end
Everything there is to do, we've done
Not one fucking thing left out, not one
Fuck G's, Juggalos make the world go 'round
We conquered it all, wicked clown
Everything there is to do, we've done
Not one fucking thing left out, not one
Fuck G's, Juggalos make the world go 'round
We conquered it all, wicked clown
Everything there is to do
Not one fucking thing left out
Fuck G's, Juggalos make the
We conquered it all
Wicked clown

[Part IV]

[Violent J (Vanilla Ice):]
Eh
And just when you thought it was over
We wrap it all up with a word from Vanilla Ice himself
(Your greazy-ass camel-cock-breath mama is so fuckin' poor, she gotta suck cock for crack)
And there you go
Bizaar