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Alone With Violent J (1998 interview)
December 22, 2017
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A Real, One on One Interview!

Insane Clown Posse is truly, without a doubt, the most hated, and criticized mainstream band there is. Most of the world first heard of ICP when they got dumped off of the Disney owned label Hollywood Records because of the extreme lyrical content. The press then wrote ICP off as a joke and said “They’ll never be heard of again after the Disney hype is over”. At the time Rolling Stone, Spin, Vibe and almost every other major music mag reviewed and slammed ICP’s Great Milenko album and swore that ICP were a joke. They all commented on how bad Island’s choice was to sign ICP to a multi-million dollar record deal. Many called Island’s decision “The Blunder of the Year” and Island was considered the laughing stock of the music industry.

Since then, the music mags have never written any other articles on ICP. You have never seen an ICP video on MTV, not once, not ever. The only press ICP ever gets now-a-days is when they get arrested or something crazy happens to them.

A Year and half goes by. The hype is long over. ICP’s name is long forgotten by the main stream world. Are they working odd jobs now? Are they crack heads now? FUCK NO! THEY’RE STILL HERE!! Bigger than ever! They’re platinum, bitch! Almost 1,000,000 sales and counting. To this very day ICP sound Scans 10,000 copies each and every fuckin’ week. Check the Billboard charts motherfuckers!! They’ve out sold major bands that have been embraced and jocked by the media. Bands that everyone loves like Def Tones, Limp Bizkit and Coal Chamber all have failed to match the selling power of ICP!! ICP has out sold all them well-loved bands without the help of nobody. No radio, no press, no MTV, no nothing.

Why does ICP continue to sell so many records 18 months after all that Disney shit is long over with and forgotten? One reason… cause they’re the shit. Rolling Stone, Spin and Vibe might have thought they sucked, the world may have doubted them, but 1,000,000 Juggalos tend to differ. Fuck the world!

Because ever major mag and video station refuses to come back out and say, “OK, we were wrong, maybe ICP does got something to them” even after a million sales, we knew the demand was out there. So we conducted an interview with ICP’s Violent J that’s so big, that it’s as big as the 50 interviews he should have gotten by now. And what better place for this big ass interview with Violent J than the ICP website. That way for all the ICP fans out there, if you want it, you got it. But this is no ordinary interview. We ask Violent J everything from what’s his favorite kung fu movie? To doggy style or missionary?

I sat down in a small room at the offices of Psychopathic Records. Violent J was a half a day late. Everyone at Psychopathic seemed like they didn’t care less that he was on his way. They were all eating Pizza and making fun of each other. Nobody was working. Then a car pulled up. It was a black Yukon truck. Billy Bill was driving. 4 Ninjas got out but only Billy Bill and J came in. The other two ninjas sat by the truck and smoked cigarettes. It was just Violent J, his friend Billy Bill and myself. I knew what I had to do. I didn’t want this to be just another interview, I Knew that I wanted to know it all. Juggalos want to know everything about this ninja, so I dug as far as I could into his demented thoughts. He was very loud. At times I thought he was going to kill me. He was big and scary. He was wearing a gold and blue wrestling mask and drinking a bottle of water. I’ve met him before a million times but he never remembers anybody. I pressed record on my trusty tape recorder and then I commenced to unlock millions of secrets of ICP. There are 4 parts to my long ass interview. You get one part each week for a month starting Nov. 19th, 1998. Here they are. Get ready!

Jelly Nuts

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Alone with Violent J – Part 1

 

 

Jelly Nuts
First and Foremost… Be very specific about when, where and why please.. What is your real life story?

Violent J
I Was born back when I was a baby. I lived in Berkley, Michigan somewhere with my mom and my real dad. My real dad was a punk bitch and he left us hangin’ when I was like 2. Then my mom moved into a different house on the other side of Berkley. My mom re-married to this other dick head, bitch a few years later. He was a big time dick though. He really fucked my mom and my family up bad. Really, really bad. I guess I was too young to remember most of that shit, but from what I do remember he had to be the devil himself. I could disappear from this whole rap game at any second and be serving a life sentence, cause me and my brother Rob (Jump Steady) will kill him if we ever happen to bump into him some day. My mom divorced his old bitch ass and we moved to a cheaper flat a few miles away still in Berkley. I lived there till I was like 10 or something. That house was haunted, but we was down with all the ghosts. They used to fuck with the dickheads that lived under us, but we was the ghost’s homies. They knew my mom was going through some shit at the time and she didn’t need some fuckin’ ghost to stress over too. But back to my second dad, If there’s a hell, that mother fucker has a first class reserved spot in the anus of hell, dog.

Jelly Nuts
You were down with the ghost? What the hell are you talking about?

Violent J
The house we lived in was haunted. Me and my brother would watch shit slide across the floor by it’s self. At first it scared the shit out of us. One time I opened our bedroom door and there was a mop standing straight up in front of me. It was just chilling there. It was standing straight up. I pissed my underoos looking at that shit. I screamed for my mom. Everybody watched it. Then it just fell over when my mom reached for it. Anyhow, some time after that, me and Rob sat down on the living room floor when it was dark and no one else was home and we said to the ghost “Come on ninjas, don’t scare us. We just live here with our mom. It ain’t our fault we’re here” Then we told them all the shit my mom was going through and we said “Look, we’ll do what ever you want so that we don’t disrespect your house. But just be down with us instead of against us”. And then it was on. from that day on they were our homies. They would scare our friends that we would have spend the night but not us. One time, one of my sister’s friends was spending the night and she was taking a leak or whatever in the bathroom. The ghost cut the lights off and broke this little glass duck thing against a wall. She was shook as hell. My guess was she was doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing in there. Maybe stealing some shit from us or something, and the ghost got pissed. They were the shit, they would cut the lights on for us when we came home and off when we left. I loved them.

Jelly Nuts
How was your childhood? Did you have a rough time growing up?

Violent J
My childhood was probably the freshest on the fuckin’ planet. I wouldn’t change one thing except for what my mom went through with her husbands. But as for me, hell naaaw, my shit was the bomb. Every last bit of being a kid was the shit. My childhood was without a doubt the greatest time of my life. I Remember we were always mad fuckin’ poor.. My mom was a janitor at a big ass church for something like 5 years. We were always on welfare and shit. Foodstamps for days. Block Cheese and powered milk. My mom would mix that shit with real milk to try and dilute it, but that shit always tasted like Milk flavored Kool Aid. But we never lived in a ghetto. We always lived in a regular blue-collar area. I Remember kids used to make fun of us because of my mom’s car when she would drop us off at school. My mom always had a bucket. Some of our own fuckin’ dick head friends would actually ask our mom to drop them off a few blocks before we got to the school so they wouldn’t be seen with us. But me and my brother loved it. We gave no fucks. I ain’t just saying that, we really didn’t care. We didn’t give a fuck. It was our style. We were then and still are The Mighty Bruce Brothers. Our own friends were embarrassed to ride in our mom’s car but I thought it was the shit! Besides, where was there fuckin’ moms to drive us? Probably at home suckin’ on the mailman’s nizzo’s. My mom was the shit and always will be. That’s why my mom now drives a pimped out, fat ass, Durango, 4-wheel truck with black leather interior byatch. Who’s laughin’ now? (looking at his friend Billy Bill and laughing, Billy replies “Hell yeah”). Anyhow, I Loved the fact that me and my brother were the notorious nerdy Bruce Brothers. We were known for being super poor and super scrubby. The girls in school would play games and say if you step on a blue tile in the hall you have to kiss one of the Bruce brothers and then everyone would go “eeeewwwwww””. Yeah, but 15 years later them same bitches are lining up to blow us in the back of the tour bus. Ha ha ha.. (Laughing with his friend Billy Bill again)

Jelly Nuts
Go on with your life story…

Violent J
I am bitch… I was the shit. I wore the same pair of sweat paints all year long. I remember in grade school in Berkley, the school would serve a hot lunch at lunchtime. It cost $1.10. My mom never had the loot to give us, so they would let you borrow it at school from the office. You had three days to pay it back, after that they would announce your name and say that you owed the office money over the morning PA announcements. It was always the same fuckin’ names all year long, every year. “Rob and Joe Bruce” . I Loved that shit. All the kids in class would turn around and look at you. I was always happier to be the kid getting looked at, instead of one of the dick heads doing the starring. I gave a fuck less. I loved it. I remember I shit my paints in the 3rd grade. I know that’s way to old to still be shittin’ your paints, but I had to do it. I couldn’t hold it. I took my underwear off in the school bathroom and cleaned my ass. I was trying to be fast as hell so know one would catch me. I accidentally left my underwear in the stall and jetted out back to class. My mom had my name written on the stitch so she could tell mine and my brother’s apart. I got busted. Mad kids found it. They even had it on a stick and chased me through the hall. I was dissed hard for that shit for years. I fuckin’ loved it. I wish I still had them drawers. My childhood was the bomb diggity.

Jelly Nuts
Ah.. Ok…?

Violent J
(Sipping his water) I’m so happy that we was poor because that helps me appreciate everything I got now! What if you were raised in a nice fat house with mad loot? Think of how much more it would take to make you happy today? $50 bucks makes me nut my pants, cause I started with zero! If you were born already a success, then all life would be is trying to keep it all. No goals, no dreams, no nothing except trying to stay where you’re already at… wow, that sounds like fun. And what if you failed? What if you couldn’t maintain your rich life style? You wouldn’t know what the fuck to do! Being poor would probably make you kill yourself cause you wouldn’t know how to handle it! Being born poor is way better. It’s way more fun to dream about getting paid and then actually doing it one day. The reward is way, way bigger to you if you make it! Also if you lose it all.. what’s the worst that could happen? You would be poor again, and that ain’t nothing new. Fuck richies. They don’t know shit about life.

Jelly Nuts
Aren’t you a richy now? You gotta have money I’m sure

Violent J
Yup. I’m fat paid but hey, like my brother always says… “There’s a big difference between being a millionaire and having a million dollars”… A Millionaire has it in his blood and his mind. He is his money. He’s a millionaire! He was probably born with it or something and he needs it to survive. But if you take an average scrub like me and give him a million bucks, he can still be real, he can keep his same clear head and have fun with his loot. Cause the money ain’t in his heart it’s just in his hands. He doesn’t depend on it to make him happy. Besides.. fuck you. I’m broke now again anyway. I bought my mom a house, me a house and all my homies got cars. I’m Broke again. So bottom line is this… I might of had a million bucks.. But I was never no fuckin’ millionaire, and I never will be. No matter how many millions I get.

Jelly Nuts
Finish about when you were growing up now…

Violent J
(Sipping his water and slightly choking on it) Me and my brother, fuck! (Choke) Me and my brother Rob were and are super fresh. We always stayed away from drinking and dope and shit. We never drank or smoked or nothing. I’m not against that shit at all, you can blow crack smoke in my face and I wouldn’t give a half a fuck. We just never got into it ourselves. Never had an urge to. Why start now? What if I liked it and kept at it until I turned into a base head or something? Then I’d have to steel them shoes your wearing.

Jelly Nuts
OK, moving right along..

Violent J
At 12 or whatever, my mom remarried to this other ninja and we moved to Oak Park, Michigan. Oak Park is cool cause it’s really a mixed neighborhood. Mad different races of people all in one neighborhood. Lots of everybody there. Mad fuckin’ boring though. Don’t move there, you’ll end up squeezing your own neck in boredom. I went to 7th and 8th grade at Best Jr. High in Oak Park. That’s where I first met Shaggy. His older brother John went to school with me. Me and John were homies. We hung like nuts in a sac. Shaggy was 2 years younger than us but Shaggy was like a third nut in the sac. We were a rap crew together called the JJ Boys for a second there cause all of our names started with J. I Was called Jagged Joe and Shaggy was called Kangol Joe cause he had a Kangol hat. It was fresh. We used to battle this other rap crew called the Wrecking Crew (No relation to the World Class Wrecking Crew). They were from this fucked up, ghetto ass neighborhood called the Township between Oak Park and Ferndale. They were the shit, but they didn’t have any shit on tape. They would just freestyle battle us at school. We had something on cassette though. We met this ninja named “Scratch Master T” from Hazel Park, Mi. He recorded a tape of us rapping with his shifty equipment in his house. He always smoked banana peels. I know that sounds crazy but fuck you.. he did. You can ask him why he smoked banana peels, cause I don’t know why. Anyhow, our little song was the shizznit. I wish I still had it. The song was called ‘The Party At The Top Of The Hill”. At the time, Run DMC always talked about Adidas and The Beastie Boys would mention White Castle Hamburgers in their songs. So we started mentioning Faygo cause we always had some and it was our own little trademark for our crew. This was the opening line to the song… “We’re the JJ Boys on the microphone stand, and we’re kickin’ it live with a Faygo in our hand” I still remember that shit.

Jelly Nuts
Is that how the Faygo came about?

Violent J
I Don’t know mother fucker. Who the fuck cares. The Faygo was always there. Everybody always ask me that. We just drink allot of it cause its mad cheap and they got hundreds of crazy ass flavors. Fuck that question. We used to do graffiti on walls and we were called ‘The Krylon Boys”, that was our graffiti crew’s name. My tag name was Faygo Joe cause I always drank that shit. We sucked though. Shaggy was the only one that could actually draw. Me and John sucked but we tried. We would all start off on a wall together and fifteen minutes later, me and John would be sitting on the curb watching for cars while Shaggy finished. Cause we sucked.

Jelly Nuts
Obviously you never stuck with the JJ Boys…

Violent J
Naw, we were more into bullshit. When my brother went into the Army, life got whack. We turned into thugs. We would steal hundreds of hood emblems off cars and wear that shit everywhere. We always tried to sell them at flea markets but I don’t think we ever sold one. We thought we were gangsters but we were just kids trying to look like Run DMC. This kid checked Shaggy’s Kangol at school. I Thought Shaggy was going to cry, but he never did. Instead, I did for some reason. (More laughing with his friend Billy Bill).

Jelly Nuts
Kangol hats, hell yeah, I remember them things…

Violent J
So what, who cares what you remember? This is about me bitch. Where was I? When I was 14 or something my mom moved again, this time from Oak Park, MI to Ferndale MI, the next city over.. I Started going to 9th grade at Ferndale High, but I dropped out half way threw it. Shaggy did the same thing. We both quit school. I Started trying to go again, the next year at Hazel Park high, but fuck that. That only lasted a month. That shit sucked. To this day I’m like fuck school. I don’t recommend that shit to anybody.

Jelly Nuts
Ok… So what did you then do with that impressive 9th grade education?

Violent J
Well basically I just worked hundreds of whack ass jobs. Dishes, stock, grill, millions of jobs. I Even fuckin’ dressed up as a pizza slice and waved at cars driving by. I was trying to get them to come into this new pizza place. They paid me $10 bucks a day. Kids would drive by and throw shit at me, and I would be standing there talking shit and flippin’ them off in a pizza slice suit. I was like “Come on bitch! What! Where you at! Bring that shit! Come on!” Pepperonis hangin off me and shit. That was the bomb. Shaggy had the same job. He worked every other day as me. That’s cause they only had one pizza suit. Shaggy’s mom knew the guy that gave us the job. We both got fired though. I worked mad jobs but all I really cared about was hanging out at wrestling shows downtown. We wanted to be wrestlers more than anything in the world. So anyway, me, John and Shaggy all hung out in Downtown Detroit. We always were at every festival at Heart Plaza, Mexican, African, Ho down, Grand Prix, Polish, The Fireworks, whatever. Downtown was just one 15 minute, $1.00 bus ride straight down Woodward. What ever was going on, we was there. And you can bet your ass that we was always at every wrestling show. We knew how to sneak into every building that had wrestling. I even worked at Joe Louis and Cobo as an usher for a month or two, but I got fired cause I stole a big ass box of nacho chips and got caught. We was starving.

Jelly Nuts
Ok.. and then..

Violent J
Hey bitch… you said you wanted every last detail, that’s what you gettin’. So.. while we were hanging out behind Cobo and Joe Louis Arena’s wrestling shows every month looking for autographs we met a lot of ninjas just like us. That’s how we met Rudy (The Rude Boy). Rudy lived on the southwest side of Detroit. Hanging out with him we met people and saw things that would change our lives forever. Southwest was home to me in many ways. Everyone was on some whole other shit. Everyone in southwest never cared about what kind of car your fuckin’ mom drove. It seemed like everyone was on Food stamps. You never had to hide them and get all embarrassed to spend them. Southwest has the biggest mix of people in the world. How much money your mom had was never the issue there because everyone was all in the same boat. In the burbs you got richies, poor kids, everyone, but in the city it seems like everybody’s all the same… broke, but there all over it. It’s not an issue. We hung out in southwest forever.

Jelly Nuts
So Rude Boy has been there from the start?

Violent J
Yup. That’s right ninja. When I was 15 or 16, I moved in with Rudy’s family for a while and we both worked odd jobs all over the place. McDonald’s, Wendy’s, washing dishes, who ever the fuck would hire us. About a year later, Me, Shaggy, and John started rapping again but just fucking around on paper. Our dream was still to be wrestlers. Gang shit was what everyone was into in Southwest, so we started our own gang called ICP, Inner City Posse. That started this crazy ass violent faze that we all went threw. We sucked as an organized gang, we were more like a posse of homies that were just thuggin’. We used to stomp the shit out of kids all day. My foot has penetrated many an ass, I’ll tell ya. I Don’t know what the hell we was thinking, but we used to stomp somebody down at least once every day it seemed like. We got stomped down allot to, I can’t front. There was only like 10 of us in our gang, sometimes less and sometimes more. We used to mostly hang out in and around southwest, but we would always mob out to River Rough, Ecorse, Inkster, and Dearborn, mostly downriver. My sister moved info a fucked up apartment in Taylor, and so we hung out there alot to. I mostly lived back and forth from Detroit to Taylor, to Ferndale back to Detroit. I was a straight up thug. We stole tons of car stereos from everywhere and we would sell them to our homies. In between stealing car stereos and sometimes even cars, we would work more fucked up jobs. We stole a car one time that said blue eyes on the front license plate. We gripped it to a Radio Shack to get something and when we came back out the police were already at the car. That shit was close… hey, keep that shit on the down low though. If fact don’t even print that shit. Just edit that whole part out.

Jelly Nuts
Don’t worry homey, I got you covered. Continue on…

Violent J
Shaggy and his brother John were the masters of stealing. They would steal expensive books, jackets, CD’s and shit and then take them back to a different store for the loot. Anything. Food, toothpaste, fuckin’ Ironing boards, fuckin Chia pets, what ever the fuck they wanted. They would just walk right out with that shit like nothing. I can’t front, I was always to scared to do that shit. I never stole nothing from stores. Only parked cars at night or whatever. I would’ve even go in the stores with them. I’d just wait in the car and listen to Awesome Dre tapes. (If you don’t know who that is, you better do your Detroit rap homework)

Jelly Nuts
Have you ever been in Jail?

Violent J
Nope, never.

Jelly Nuts
Really… or are you kidding.

Violent J
Your a fuckin’ anus. I Been in and out of jail a million times. I never did a long stretch though. Just a few days here, a few weeks there. I’m a good kid ya know?

Jelly Nuts
What about your first time in jail, what was it for?

Violent J
(Drinking his water and spitting if out on the carpet) I was working at this car wash when this kid named Paul that I used to go to school with in the 6th grade came threw the car wash. He recognized me and we started talking. He said that he lived out in this city called Milford now and they were having this big ass party. That night me, Shaggy, Rudy and my other homey Nate all went to the party out in Milford. Boom! There was mad bitches everywhere. I Met this bitch and fucked her that night. I Think I tell in love with her right then cause skins back then was a very rare thing for my scrubby ass. After that we rode back out to Milford like 100 times. About a month later the bitch cheated on me and then told me about it over the phone. So I called her back later and told her I was going to kill her and her family. You know, the manly thing to do right? Well she got scared and thought I was really going to. She knew we was gang thugs, plus we used to play it up extra hard around her like we was some real ass mobsters or something. Her mom called the police and I had a warrant for malicious threatening phone calls. About a month later we got pulled over in Hazel Park and my warrant landed me in the clink. I Finally got bailed out for $100 bucks 3 days later. That was my first time. I wasn’t even really going to do it! I might have killed her maybe, but I wouldn’t of done the family! Ya know? So then they put me on this probation that said I cant go near that bitch and I was supposed to stay out of Milford city limits. My homey Paul still lived out there so I went out there to hang with him alot. Well get this, next thing you know Paul is going out with the bitch that put me in jail! We rode out there and beat his ass right in his school. We mobbed right into his class room. I did a total of 2 months in the Oakland County Jail for that shit. I Was in jail over Christmas and New years and all that shit. I was such a sap ass bitch. All that over some dumb fuckin’ bitch. I was 17 and dumb as hell. After that I was like fuck Milford and them richy burbs all along. I Never even left the city after that shit.

Jelly Nuts
So Did you ever get to become a wrestler?

Violent J
Yes. I can do anything I want to. I sooner or later accomplish all my fuckin’ dreams cause I ain’t no sap no more. I kind of had to sneak my way in to wrestling though. I started wrestling on some independent shows around Detroit when I was 18, but I sucked at it. I had to lie and tell them that I was trained at a wrestling school down in Texas so they would let me wrestle but really I trained my damn self. Me and Shaggy and his brother were some back yard wrestling ninja as. We mastered the whole sport. I Used to practice on this bitch I was going out with. I Fucked her up bad a few times. She was crazy as hell, we was fighting and she stabbed me once, I knocked her out. We was fuckin again that night though. My first match was at Azteca Hall in Southwest Detroit against a ninja named Irish Mickey Doyle. My wrestling name at the time was Corporal Daniels. I wore army shit to the ring cause my brother would always send me that shit to me for free. He was still in the Army and Army boots were easier to find that wrestling boots. So I was an Army, wrestler, ninja guy. I was whack as fuck but at least I was doing it. I thought I was the shit. I Wrestled Al Snow on a show once and the news paper gave it a 4 star match. I still have the clipping. Now Al Snow is a big WWF star and shit. That’s the bomb.

Jelly Nuts
So when did your rapping take off?

Violent J
Just like wrestling, when ever I really got info something big, I wanted to do if myself. NWA and Easy E continued to grow on me and then when Awesome Dre came out… BOOM! I was hooked. Here was a guy from Detroit schooling the nation with gangsta shit. Next thing you know, I was a gangsta rapper. Southwest was my Compton. I made a song called “Southwest Song” (Remade on 1993’s Ringmaster Album) on a cheap ass radio and gave it away to all of our homies and all of there homies. Everyone seemed like they loved it. At St. Ann’s Church on Vernor, they would have a festival once a year, I gave away about 100 dubbed copies of that song that year. Everyone told me it was the shit. I was mad geeked. I thought I was Sir J-A-Lot or something. After that, I made a whole album on a Karaoke machine with this kid named D-Lyrical. My boys introduced me to him. We did an album together called “Intelligence and violence”. He was the intelligent guy and I was the Violent guy. His mom always yelled at me and hated me cause I cussed so much and she said I rapped so loud you could hear me from outside. I never even really knew this kid, I lust used him for his Karaoke machine. Then my crazy bitch bought me my own Karaoke machine. It cost her $125 bucks. Then I had my own. That was the last time D-Lyrical’s wack ass ever saw me. It was just violence from then on. Fuck the intelligent shit, he sucked anyway. Fuck him and his mom. I should drive by there with a megaphone and bust my dirty raps in his driveway. Fuckin’ I should go back over there and set up some speakers stacks on his lawn and cuss my fuckin’ ass oft. Ok, let me relax myself… so Shaggy and his brother John re-joined my new rap crew and we ran shit on the world of Karaoke rapping over other peoples instrumentals.

Jelly Nuts
So that’s how ICP was born?

Violent J
ICP was born when we started our gang, bitch. I told you already. Even though sucked as a gang. We were more like a click of homies trying to be a gang. We spray painted that shit everywhere so people would think there was 100’s of us. We never sold dope or sold guns or anything. Maybe we sold a little bit of weed but that’s it. We were just street bums that loved each other like family. That’s what we are to this day. My whole road crew today is made up of most of the same ninjas that we used to ride with back then. Rude Boy, Jump Steady, Nate The Mac, Billy Bill, Chucky, Stephan and all them ninjas. ICP as rappers really first took off when we made this fresh Karaoke album called “Basement Cuts”. It was the shit. We started selling them everywhere. Detroit, Ferndale, Taylor, Oak Park, especially down river. Everywhere. We sold it for $2 bucks a tape. We sold mad copies of it in the city. Probably something like 200 copies total. People would ride there bikes up to our porch in Southwest and by them oft us all the time. Ninjas we didn’t even know would ride up and ask us for a copy. It was the shit. My brother was still in the Army at the time. He was in the dessert Storm War. I sent him mad copies too. He and his homies were felling us that we were the shit and we should go to a real studio and hook if up. He sent us some money to help. He also told us that his homey from Oak Park owned a record store with his brother in Roseville MI, and we should take some copies up to him and see it he’ll sell it at his store. So we did. That’s when we met Alex Abbiss. He was the ninja my brother knew. Alex was the freshest mother fucker we ever met. He would fell them kids at his store what ever they wanted to hear just to get them to buy it. Me and Shaggy would hide in the back room and listen to him sell our tapes. He sold alot of copies of Basement Cuts, we couldn’t dub them off fast enough. After Alex sold a bunch of copies of our basement tape at the store, he asked us if we wanted a manager… We needed him more than a sac needs nuts in if. We said “yezzzzzes byyafch”. Alex told us that the only way we’d ever make it is to do it our damn selves. Fuck sending demos to record labels, we just have to create our own label. Then we’d sell enough records ourselves on our own label, to prove to the big labels that were the shit. Then they’ll come to us! So right then and there we created Psychopathic Records. If was Just me, Alex, Shaggy and his brother John. Shaggy grabbed a piece of paper and drew the hatchet man right then and there in Alex’s basement and the rest is history.

Jelly Nuts
Tell me that history, continue ninja…

Violent J
What the fuck, ninjas can read Forgotten Freshness credits and here this shit. We went info a studio and recorded our first professional tape. It was a four song maxi single called “Dog Beats”. We went under our gang’s name Inner City Posse. We had alot to learn about running our own label and putting shit out ourselves. We didn’t know shit. Nothing. There was this rapper starting to get mad big in Detroit named Esham. Esham and his brother were selling mad records on his own lable called “Reel Life Productions”. They were on top it seemed, so we watched how they did it. They were every bit our roll models. They were the shit. They had the whole city locked down. Esham did these satanic style raps and he had every one scarred. Every record store swung oft his nuts. We wanted Psychopathic Records to be just like Reel Life but better. In the beginning, what ever they did, we did. When I look back at that shit now I wanna kick myself. We should have picked an Ice Cube or somebody to follow instead of a big local guy. Cause we spent years frying to be the biggest in Detroit instead of the biggest in the world. That was a mistake that we went on to make for something like 4 more years.

Jelly Nuts
What kid of reaction did Dog Beats get?

Violent J
A shifty one. we pressed 500 copies on cassette our first run. It took us forever to sell them. Life started to change for us all drastically. It started to become our goal to make if. We all had jobs now and hustles on the side and all of our money went into Psychopathic Records. I Made my crazy bitch poor every dime she had into us. I Moved to the east side of Detroit for a minute, with this kid named Eric (Greeze E). Ninjas in southwest were starting to player hate us cause we were starting to make some noise. They broke out our windows and shit twice. If seemed like everybody in the city was against us at the time, but years later we found out if was just one crew of weak bitches, but that’s a whole other story. I was working at St. Andrews Hall downtown as a security guy, I Think that’s how we met Eric. I watch shifty. band after shifty band come play there every fuckin night. Every band that came to Detroit all had one thing in common, they all sucked. The hardest thing about that job was watching all them shifty ass bands.

Jelly Nuts
After Dog Beats what happened next?

Violent J
We had just started to record Gangsta Codes which was going to be the follow up album to the Dog Beats single tape when everything in my life 360o. Just right at that point, the Dark Carnival came into our world and life was never the same again after that. We went back info the studio and canned that gangsta codes shit. The new album will now be called ‘The Carnival Of Carnage” and if will be the 1sf in a series of 6 Joker’s Cards. Ninjas all around us thought we were stupid as hell. We put down the guns and picked up our axes as tar as the gangsta shit goes. I Didn’t give a fuck about anything else again except the Dark Carnival. It’s the same today. People all around us laughed and criticized everything we did. After we recorded halt of Carnival Of Carnage, Shaggy’s brother John quit the group and left us dry. The dues was just to much for him to pay, and to this day he’ll admit that. We were fucked. We were mad broke, we needed his money plus ours to press the record. Plus with him gone it was mad wack cause now we got half an album with this ninja rapping on it and he ain’t even in the group no more. Greeze E took his place for about a month but that shit was short lived too. Shaggy was working at this Coney island and I was working midnights at this wack ass gas station and Alex was still at the store. The Dark Carnival was behind us in spirit but they didn’t help pay shit! (Laughing hysterically with Billy Bill) With John gone, it would of seemed frantic but looking at two things we pulled threw it. No.1 everything happens for a reason. No 2. He kind of sucked a little bit anyway. He says he didn’t get this whole carnival shit and he thought what we was doing was wack. So, Alex, me and Shaggy were alone facing the world with an entire album full of crazy psychotic clown rap. We saved and saved and we finally did it. Carnival Of Carnage was ready to hit the streets and the mighty count down was set to begin.

Jelly Nuts
So Carnival Of Carnage came out and the count down was on?

Violent J
Yep. The sky was red that day. I Mean that. Anybody who remembers that day will fell you, the sky was red. Blood red. It was an eerie day. Very eerie. The First Jokers card was out and the Carnival was on it’s way. Esham and his brother had some new competition on the block. Psychopathic records had begun it’s mission. We even saved our dollars for months during the recording of Carnival Of Carnage and paid Esham and Detroit’s other star at the time, Kid Rock, to do songs with us on it. We knew that they would help us get our album into way more record stores than Dog Beats got into. But even with Detroit’s 2 biggest rap stars making guest appearances on the album, still it seemed like nobody really wanted it. Maybe a few stores but that was it. But none the less if was out and if was on. No matter how hard the times got I felt so good. All my life I never had shit to do. I never gave a fuck about life cause it just seemed like everybody just loved to always dog Joe Bruce. But now I was with my long time homey Shaggy and we felt this calling. Something was calling us. Us! Scrubby ass Joe Bruce and qui ass Shaggy were the ones chosen to spread this powerful message. We were the men for the job. But fuck all that shit, just with all that inside, rapping was the only thing we were good at. The whole game of making it seemed like most people could never fake it. Most people would quit. But hard times were something that we were used to. We could handle this. And here was this other ninja that was willing to take the whole journey with us. Alex believed in us. Why? How? Fuck it. Who cares. All signs pointed up so me and Shaggy weren’t passing shit bye. Fuck that, we jumped on the wagons and were gone forever.

Whoop whoop Oolong Johnson :

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Oolong Johnson said
We wanted Psychopathic Records to be just like Reel Life but better. In the beginning, what ever they did, we did.

“Why be original when you can be better?”

Whoop whoop T.O. :

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T.O. said

Oolong Johnson said
We wanted Psychopathic Records to be just like Reel Life but better. In the beginning, what ever they did, we did.

“Why be original when you can be better?”  

Haaaaa!!

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I think Jelly Nuts was Rob? 1998 was a great time to be a Juggalo and follow I.C.P. ! getclowned

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T.O. said

Oolong Johnson said
We wanted Psychopathic Records to be just like Reel Life but better. In the beginning, what ever they did, we did.

“Why be original when you can be better?”  

HAHA yeah two 18-20 year old kids trying to make a business from nothing compared to two 40+ year olds who have been in the game for 15+ year hahahah good one bro

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Alone with Violent J – Part 2

 

Jelly Nuts
Was it tough getting started as Insane Clown Posse?

Violent J
Fuck off!!! You just expect me to be able to explain how hard it was during those days? Mere words could never explain that shit. That’s like asking a ninja to tell you what it was like to be tortured. No matter how good he explains it, you’ll never really no what it was like unless you were actually him feeling that pain! All that I can say is the whole fuckin’ music world can fuck off. Everybody from other bands, to critics, to record labels, are all the same. They all only care for themselves, and if you ain?t on there team they wish you death. It’s just like most of the rest of the world, pure evil! For years and years all that I heard from every last mother fucker I met in the music business was this “Ya know, you guys should try it without that face paint and hard lyrics, then you might get somewhere!” I Heard that shit for years and years and years. Now 8 years later we’re fuckin’ platinum and what do we hear out of everybody’s mouth? ‘The only reason you guys got anywhere is because of the face paint and hard lyrics, without that you wouldn’t get nowhere!” What the fuck? Why is it that everybody always tries to bring you down? They just hate to see somebody doing something fresh unless it’s them doing it. Player hatred to the fullest degree. I Guess it’s like Ice Cube said in one of his songs “For anything they do, fuck him and his crew, unless you are gettin’ paid too”

Jelly Nuts
So how hard was it?

Violent J
Harder than a ninjas dick with Janet Jackson buffing it! I swore I’d never go on and on to anyone about how hard it was to get where we’re at today, because I could never actually cover it by just trying to explain it, but fuck you, you asked! I could have 10 platinum albums on the wall and that still wont amount to all the dues we paid in this business. We paid enough dues for 100 bands. Fuck that, We paid enough dues for 1000 ICP’s!!! Alex is the shit (referring to his manager Alex Abbiss) for sticking with us threw the most fucked up times. That mother fucker deserves 50 times more than he’ll probably ever get out of this business. Shit man, we fuckin’ pushed and pushed and pushed ICP on Detroit. Right from the very start, we knew that no label was going to just sign us, we had to prove that we could sell records ourselves first. I Would honestly say, that over the 6 or 7 years it took us to get a real record deal, I must of handed out 500,000 thousand ICP flyers to people at malls, on car windows or whatever myself. No lie! No exaggeration! That’s just me! Alex and Shaggy are a whole other story? They had to cut down rain forest to supply our paper demand. We had Kinko’s locked down in Detroit. We knew every fuckin’ Kinkos location there was in Michigan. We stole hundreds of copy keys, and got live every fuckin’ night! One guy would tie up the dorky ninja that worked there with a dumb computer question or something and the rest of us would carry the boxes of paper out to the car. I Would say again, no lie, I’ve probably spent 5,000 hours of my life at Kinko’s Copies. Ninjas thought we worked there. We was making flyers, typing shit, making packages, doing the fan club shit, what ever the fuck it took. I Could be wrong, but that sounds about right to me, 5000 Hours. Oh, and promoting at record stores! We put ICP flyers in every last record store in Michigan and half of Ohio each and every fuckin’ week! EVERY WEEK NON STOP!! Shaggy could show you every record store in all of greater Toledo cause that was his area. Every week 150 stores! Think I’m lying? Who gives a fuck what you think?

Jelly Nuts
How was your private lives during all of this?

Violent J
What private lives ninja? This is our life! Day and night! My crazy bitch got up and left! She was like “fuck this shit” and she was out. After 3 years she was gone. Cause she knew that I had entered a phase in my life that I would never again come out of. That phase is the Dark Carnival. She thought I was insane. Then I met another bitch that worked at a record store and took photos. She was perfect for me, but fuck no! She was out too? After 2 years with me, she packed her bags. Nobody was cool with being No 2 in my life. But they had no choice, either take that spot or get the fuck out cause ICP comes first! I Was not going to jail! I wasn?t struggling for money or for fame at all! I was struggling for everyone that believed in us. Alex poured his whole life into us and there was no way we were going to let him down. My brother sent home thousands for this and I would never let him down. My real homies worked day and night with us to make it all happen for years and years and I was not going to fail! Not on your bitch ass life! No way!!!

Jelly Nuts
What about the music?

Violent J
The music was fat like me naked! It was the shit! The studio was and is the only place that we are in total happiness! Mike E Clark is the greatest in the fuckin’ galaxy! He dust the Dust Brothers! He smokes Muggs! He slaps Dr Dre! Nobody can fuck with him. I’ve worked with many ninjas and Mike E. Clark beats the shit out of all of them! Mike will go down in history. Ever since back in the day when we first met him, he was honest. We were stupid to the game and he could have snaked us out of thousands, but he never cheated us once. Well maybe once, but not twice. He works in the studio lightning fast. Studio bills were easy to handle cause he was so fast. Now he deserves everything he gets and more. Back then he was just an engineer and co- producer to our shit. But as we grew closer and sold more records, he kind of took the shit over. Now he makes the music himself and we just build to it a little. He used to tell me about bands getting record deals and then leaving him hangin’. I said “Bitch, have you ever heard a butt That?s what we’d sound like without you” Mike Clark is filled with the Dark Carnival’s magic and he knows it. But the whole shit scares him. When he works with other artist, I don?t hear that magic, when we does ICP it’s there to the fullest. 10,000 Bands want Mike to do their shit but I think it’s pointless. Cause the spirits don?t like that outsider shit. That is the only time we can escape the drama my whole life is in the studio. The music is there and always will be, that is? if you like the wicked shit!

Jelly Nuts
But doesn’t every band have to pay dues?

Violent J
Mother fucker are you listening to what I’m saying? You think I’m exaggerating or something? We struggled harder than any band in the universe! We did millions of shows in front of 10 people on a good night! Sure lots of bands struggled that long and still are struggling, but hears the deal? I Refuse to believe that any band in the world has worked harder than us! Fuck no! No Chance. Any band that says they did would at least be right where we’re at! Cause we got ZERO breaks! We lived, ate, breathed, died, fucked, danced, wrestled, stabbed and strangled ICP for 6 fuckin’ years non stop! The other local rappers would be tellin’ us that they had sold 100,000 albums on there own We would only be at like 40,000. I Would sit there and think “How the fuck are they doing it? We must work harder”. Now I know that what they said wasn’t ever true I’m glad they lied to us cause that just made us work harder! While they slept on there lies, we were the biggest in Detroit the whole time and never even knew it! I lost 80% of my best friends over it? I Lost 2 bitches and I was truly in love with them both at the time. My Brother sent cash home from the Army and when he got out, he jumped right in the struggle with us that day. We believed in Psychopathic Records and we believed in ourselves bitch. Do you hear me? We fuckin’ sold each and every CD one by one. We lived like bums just so Psychopathic could do better. Every kid in Michigan knows who ICP is, even if he hate us. That’s cause he probably got 5 or 6 flyers shoved up his ass in the last 6 years! Why did we even bother? Why were we so driven? I’ll tell you why! It was the force of the Dark Carnival! It’s message must be sent! We knew it, so we had to do it!

Jelly Nuts
Was it worth losing all that? Was it worth it all?

Violent J
Yes and I’ll tell you why! Sure we lost a lot. We was devastated when our bitches left. We was crushed when our homies bailed. But now I see who my real peoples are. They weathered the storm. They understood our dedication and supported our mission and still do. They hung on and allowed us to slip at times, while the rest just bailed on us. I Know we were dicks, I know we left many people hangin’ back then. But with 9th grade education and mile long criminal records it was this or nothing. The real people helped and went threw it all with us. They listened to our Dark Carnival shit with an open mind. Fuck! Now a days it’s the shit cause we’re helping each and every one of them, make their own ‘dreams come true! Each and every one! It all balances out! Psychopathic is a family of ninjas that have each others backs to the fullest! Plus them bitches that left on me, Fuck em’! I’ve got to dip into some hot ass groupies since then! As for the homies that jetted, that’s all good. We made mad new homies? Fuck y?all! Plus I’m rich now.. Did I mention that? I Have two cars: A 99 Black Navigator truck and a Black 99 Corvette! Wanna drive them? Oh yeah, that’s right, I don?t know you anymore! HA!

Jelly Nuts
During your struggling days, you guys started getting popular right?

Violent J
(Pausing to stand up and stretch. Then he suddenly kicks a box full of cassettes across the room for some odd reason. J finally sits back down, yawns and continues) By like 1995, we had released the 1st and 2nd Jokers Cards (Carnival Of Carnage and Ringmaster) and 3 EP’s (Beverly Kills 50187, The Terror Wheel and A Carnival Christmas) on our own Psychopathic Records! It all totaled something like 300,000 record sales combined and still we had no mother fuckin’ record deal. Alex went to 4 music conventions and they all said the same thing “If your a un-signed band and you some how can sell 10,000 records on your own, you’ll have every major label eating out of your hand!” So we thought ok, we can do that, next thing you know we had sold almost half a million records and couldn’t get shit! Why? Cause every label looked at our painted faces and thought we were just a local joke or the lyrics scarred them away. But we didn’t stop. We didn’t change shit. We don?t paint our faces, this is our faces! Asking us not to wear it is like asking someone to cut their dick off We sold more and more records on our own and dumped every fuckin’ dime back into Psychopathic Records! We never spent shit, not even $10 bucks for a hair cut! I Looked like Meatloaf. Me and Shaggy looked like Nelson. Nothing for ourselves. Our shows locally were always sold out, CD’s flying off the shelves, yet no love from label boy. Fuck it, nothing stopped us, we kept climbing and climbing Detroit’s popularity spread to Flint. and then to Toledo and on and on! Finally Bitch ass, hoe ass, snake ass Jive records calls us and BOOM!!! We jumped all over it! Where do we sign?!?!

Jelly Nuts
What happened with Jive?

Violent J
They gave us $80,000 measly dollars to sign. They wanted to release the 3rd Jokers Card, Riddlebox! Alex was against us signing with them the whole time, but me and Shaggy were ruthless about it. We should have listened. Shit, on our own we were already pulling almost 7 figures in a year just off our record sales trying to get signed! They were giving us a really shifty deal on the money but we figured at least the record would be out nationally right? Wrong. When they released Riddelbox in late 95′ they really only stocked it in Michigan and watched it sell to the fans that we had already built. Jive never believed in us. They didn’t even put the name Jive on the CD! They went under another name “Battery Records” like they were embarrassed of us or something. They didn’t do shit for Riddelbox. They knew it would flop everywhere but Michigan! That’s why they gave us such a shifty deal on the money! It was there plan all along! They must have sat there in there offices in New York and said “Hey, look at this guys… These clowns are selling like crazy in Michigan. It would never work nationally so lets sign them for next to nothing. We’ll put there new record out in Michigan where there hot and we’ll make all there money! Hell they already did all the work” That’s exactly what they did.

Jelly Nuts
What did you do after that bullshit happened?

Violent J
After that bullshit, that would have been the end of many other bands. But not many other bands are driven by The Dark Carnival. What did we do next? We said fuck it! They already know us at home, so lets get the fuck out of here. We threw a dart on the big map in Alex’s office and it landed on Dallas Texas. So we grabbed our 10-gallon hats, tight ass wrangler jeans and headed out west. Using all of our own Psychopathic Records money, we drained our accounts. We pressed 100,000 sampler cassettes of Riddlebox, bought 3 painted up, Riddelbox Vans, and hired 4 more ninjas. We took to the streets of Dallas with full force. We did this all by ourselves. Jive was completely out of the picture. They didn’t help or pay for shit. We did this just to prove to ourselves that we could sell outside of Michigan. And we did! We walked into every record store in and around Dallas ourselves. We’d ask for the manager and we’d tell him or her that we are doing major promotions in the area for a group called ICP! We told them they should order and stock some of there latest album Riddelbox on Jive records! Then we hit 3 different high schools every day with our 3 Riddelbox Vans! School would let out and flock to the vans for free samplers. We got arrested 4 times around Dallas! 4 Different police stations all let us slide with a warning and told us to go home. But we stayed. We handed the samplers out at schools, malls, churches, jails, bingo halls, funerals, titty bars, we didn’t give a fuck! Everybody got one in Dallas! Even fuckin’ Chuck Norris got one!

Jelly Nuts
Did it work? Did you blow up in Dallas?

Violent J
Like a fat lady during the holidays. We blew the fuck up! Next thing you know Jive is like, “Hey ninjas. You guys are the Shit! Your busting your ass to make us money’ Dallas is up to 15,000 units in just 6 weeks! Riddelbox has now sold 100,000 copies! You’ve got a top 20 record in Dallas! We were wondering when you’ll be handing in your next album? We’re ready when you are!” I Was like, “How about I hand you my nuts and you can slurp on em?”‘ We told Jive to eat shit and fuck of! “We’re done with you’re bitch asses! We can do this shit our damn selves! Y’all didn’t do shit for us anyway! Fuck y?all! We’re Psychopathic Records and we’re better and more powerful than y?all anyway. What the fuck were we thinking to sign with your weak asses? You don?t know shit about ICP and it’s power!” Then Jive came back and said “Look, we didn’t really know weather or not ICP had any selling potential outside of Michigan, but after seeing what you did in Dallas, now we believe you do..” And I said, “Well in that case, would you like my nuts with mustard or mayo? Fuck off!!!”‘ And that was it. We were stuck. Jive wouldn’t let us go cause we were under contract with them for 4 more albums. We refused to make them another record. We was like Andre The Giant’s dick was in most nedens! no room to move! Mean while, when we were stuck on Jive, we were broke, but we gave no fucks. We went out touring again and again! We kept pushing our shit anyway! Even though we didn’t know our future, Riddelbox was climbing in sales. Dallas was spreading, word was getting out everywhere on the underground that we were the shizznit, biatch!

Jelly Nuts
That’s When Hollywood Records came along right?

Violent J
Wrong! First your mom came along and we all ran a train on her! Then Hollywood Records came along. They said, “Hey ninjas, we heard about you guys! You guys are the shit. We get what ICP is all about! You need us and we need you!” Hollywood Records was the shit. We told them that were stuck with Jive and they said “Fuck that, we’re owned by Disney! We got crazy bank! We’ll just buy your contract off of Jive. Jive has no choice but to sell you, cause you won?t give them another album anyway!” Boom, next thing you know, we were on Hollywood Records! They promised us that just because Disney owns them, it has nothing to do with the music they put out and who they sign. They told us that Disney also owns Miramax films and look at all the ruthless shit they put out! So then we agreed and handed in the mighty 4th Jokers Card. The Great Milenko was a masterpiece in my eyes. Mike Clark’s magic was in full effect. Our magic was banging. Finally a label was working with us instead of just watching us do the work. They constantly told us that it was amazing how much work we put into ICP. They couldn’t believe how much shit we do ourselves. My head was so big I couldn’t fit out the door, we had to knock a wall down! Anyway, ya’ll know what happened with that shit.

Jelly Nuts
I know it’s played out by now, but give us a brief explanation please!

Violent J
All the sudden our Hollywood Records ninja Julian Raymond, flies out to Detroit. He has us meet him at a downtown hotel on the 15th floor in his suite. Me Shaggy and Alex get there. He’s just as upset as we are about to be. He tells us that Disney heard the Great Milenko album and that they want us to remove 3 songs from the album because of the lyrics! I was just about to throw him off the balcony, Suge Night style, when Alex and Shaggy stopped me! We were all devastated! All 4 of us! There was nothing we could do. Disney would not release the album with them songs on it. We had to take them of. Then on the way back home Alex opened our eyes. He said “What the fuck? We’re Psychopathic Records! We rule the underground! We’ll just wait until after The Great Milenko comes out and then we’ll just press up an EP and put them 3 songs out ourselves! Sure we’re not allowed to, but fuck them! We’ll do it any fuckin’ way!” That was the plan. So we took the songs off and handed the album in, again.

Jelly Nuts
Then what happened?

Violent J
By then we was pretty big in a lot of areas around the country. Psychopathic Records put Riddelbox on the map. Ninjas nationwide were ready for The 4th Jokers Card. We did a tour called the Omen Tour to warn people that it was coming. Milenko was going to be available in every store in the US. It was going down. This would be our first major release. The Dark Carnival’s messages would be heard by all! We had a national tour booked. We had in-store appearances booked everywhere. We had it all ready for the Great Milenko to emerge from beyond. Then on the release day, BOOM! The Great Milenko got yanked out of the stores by Big Papa Mickey and his fat bitch Minny! Everything was cancelled! We were all the sudden out of business. How would we ever survive this shit? I guess what happened is a giant group of Southern Baptist all voted to boycott Disney that week because of some other ruthless shit Disney was involved with, and the news was all over that story. So at the last minute, Disney tried to clean up there image by hiding us! They thought they could just remove us from the shelves before anyone caught them putting out trash like ICP too! They tried to remove us and cover the whole thing up before they got caught. Well it didn’t work! They got caught red fuckin’ handed! Alex called the LA times that night and gave the whole story! That was the greatest move in ICP’s history! With that one phone call, Alex saved our whole shit and put us on the map at the same time.

Jelly Nuts
How? What happened?

Violent J
The next morning it was on the front page of the LA Times. From there it was everywhere. The whole world caught Disney trying to make money off of us evil bastards! When it comes to The Disney Co. They don?t just want that good, clean Snow White money – They want this evil, wicked Juggalo money too I guess. Disney tried to cover there own tracks by saying that they didn’t know anything about our lyrics. Even though two months earlier they made us take 3 songs off Milenko that they didn’t like and the rest was fine. The whole shit was scary to me. It was really weird to hear a giant well known company just out right lie like that. That scared me to know the world is that fucked up! Here’s a giant, well-loved corporation straight up lying like a school boy to his teacher. They sat there and lied to everyone by saying they didn’t know about our lyrics and that ICP slipped threw Disney’s review process! Yeah right, explain the last minute changes you made us make on the album! Explain the half million you gave us FOR the album! Everything was cool until that giant group of church members put the spotlight on that bitch ass. Then you got caught with your evil hands in our wicked clown cookie jar too, mutha fuckas!! So they dropped us, and said that they’ll let us go if we sign a contract that says we’ll never bad mouth Disney and that we’ll never discuss this topic publicly. As you can tell I signed it and I have remained silent since! (More laughing with Billy Bill who is still present). Hollywood wasted like 2 million dollars of Disney’s cheddar promoting and shooting videos for an album that was only on the shelves for a day. On top of that, they gave us a half a million to make the album and then they didn’t want it!!! Ninjas got fired, ninjas got re-hired, it was pandemonium over there in the Hollywood offices!

Jelly Nuts
The press picked up on Disney’s attempt to hide it, huh?

Violent J
Yeah! The press was everywhere Then mad record labels started looking in to us and our history. Many labels were shocked to see how many albums we had sold on the underground. They couldn’t believe how big we were and yet they had never heard of us! Well one thing led to another and then a big ass bidding war took place. Most of the labels were just trying to cash in on the hype, but 3 labels really saw what we’re about. Epic, Island, and Restless Records. They all wanted to sign us to big ass, long term, fat money contracts. Them 3 were fighting it out over our contract while the press was going insane over the whole deal! CNN, Fuckin’ every news paper, everything everywhere talking about ICP getting dropped because of fucked up lyrics. Island wins the war so we sign with them. Not only because of money but because they seemed the realest. They believed in the Insane Clown Posse! The album comes back out with all of its original tracks this time and then BLAM!! We’re finally a legit contender in the game of rock and roll, baby bitch, Whoooo!

Jelly Nuts
Was this when things for ICP finally changed for the better?

Violent J
Sort of! Yeah, we were paid and yeah we had ninjas working the album the way they should. But, then we started to get dissed hard by the media. Some papers said that it was a scam by us all along to sell records. They said that we were just a fly by night attempt to make some money and that as soon as the Disney hype ends, we’ll never be seen or heard of again. They said ICP is not even a real band and nobody ever heard of us before the Disney shit and nobody will hear of us after. Nobody looked to see that their latest album Riddelbox prior to any Disney shit had sold 150,000 copies and all that. It’s just that ICP was so underground that nobody knew about us. When I say underground, I mean underground. Mad groups all call themselves underground, but fuck that, ICP was UNDER the underground! Only snakes, serial killers and ninjas in Hell were bumpin’ our shit! So, nobody knew we was ever there. But we were, ICP has always been here with fat record sales. When the Great Milenko album finally came back out, mainstream critics and everyone all said that it sucked. Nobody understood it. It wasn’t for them. It was for the underground Juggalos that we always have been for! It’s funny cause everything flipped over on us! We went from hearing this all day “You guys should take off the face paint, nobody likes that shit” to hearing this all day “The only reason anybody likes you is cause of the face paint”. Everything went from one side of hating us, to the other. They hated us coming up and they hate us at the top too. That’s why I say, we’re the most hated band in the world. No Rolling Stone, No Spin, No MTV unless we’re getting dissed. I was going crazy at first over all that shit, but then it dawned on my stupid ass!

Jelly Nuts
What dawned on your stupid ass?

Violent J
Are you calling me a stupid ass? Mother fucker!!!

Jelly Nuts
No, I meant what dawned on you?

Violent J
Fuck, proving ourselves to them! Who the fuck are they? Fuck them and fuck what they think, cause we’re here for ever! They ain’t getting rid of us, we’re getting rid of them! Fuck fitting in to their world! Fuck their world! I never fit in at school when I was a kid and I got by just fine. Why should I sweat that shit now? Fuck your magazines and your bitch ass video shows! We got our own Juggalo world! That’s all we need and that’s all we want!

Jelly Nuts
How do you feel when a critic says your music is shitty?

Violent J
First of all, I don?t care enough about what he thinks to feel anything. Who the fuck is he? Who is a critic? If he’s so fuckin’ good at music why don?t he make the shit? Look, this is what I believe and it you disagree go fuck yourself! The Spice Girls are the shit! Why? Cause they sold 10,000,000 albums bitch! Sure, me and you might not like their music but fuck us! 10,000,000 other people love it! How can we say they suck? How the fuck can we say they have no talent when 10,000,000 people love there shit? They make all those people happy with there music yet I’m going to stand up and state it as a fact that they suck?? Who the fuck am I? I take my fuckin’ hat off and say “You girls are the shit! I might not dig it myself, but that’s just me You girls are definitely the shit”. Besides, I’d fuck the shit out of all of them if I could! Check this out. I’ve rocked 3000 Juggalos in concert and every last one loved the show. They would chant ICP for 15 minutes after the show wanting more. Then I get up the next morning and read the paper and here’s some dick head critic reviewing our show and talking about how much the show sucked! What?? What about the other 3000 that loved the show you fuckin’ asshole? What are you trying to say? That they are all wrong and your right? Fuck you! I can’t believe critics even exist in this world. I thought the fun about life was judging shit for yourself. I don’t need some bitch ass critic judging for me. If a movie sucks, I’ll be my own judge of that. I don’t give a fuck what Ebert’s fat ass thinks. I don’t need Siskel to tell me it sucks! I could give a fuck less about what Ebert likes! I’m Violent J! I’ll tell you what I like and don’t like! Fuck what somebody else thinks is the shit or sucks! Fuck critics! Siskel and Ebert both said the movie Crimson Tide was a great film and they gave it two thumps up! Well I saw it and I say it sucked!! So Siskel and Ebert can go fuck each other! How’s that? And every other critic can eat shit and die? Even if you loved our shit and you gave it a good review, who gives a fuck what you think!? Keep our name out of your shit, cock suckers! Fuck off!

Jelly Nuts
Then You hooked up with Twiztid and Myzery? How did that happen?

Violent J
I knew of this wack rap group in Detroit called the House Of Krazees. They had mad talent and I always tried to get them to come to Psychopathic, but they had this wack commitment to their manager. They sounded just like Esham to me, only sloppy. But they were really cool so we invited them on tour. Their manager was whack as hell! He didn’t know the music business from his butthole! The House Of Krazees dropped off the tour when we came threw Detroit for some stupid reason! There manager pulled them of I guess! Why I’ll never know, because I don’t care enough to ask anybody. Anyway, the tour went on. It was fresh. Then we got home, and two of the guys from House Of Krazees called me and told me that they left the group and started there own group. The two guys were the two better rappers anyway, so I said “Yeah! Ill put you down!” By now I figured we know how to make a group blow up cause we know what works and what don’t. The House Of Krazees have been around Detroit for years but they were stuck forever. Their tactics sucked. Their ideas were weak. They sucked on stage. Everything about them sucked accept some of the music. We took the two ninjas and applied that Psychopathic Flavor and the rest came from them. What amazed me was how fat the music was. They did it all themselves! Back in the House of Krazees days the music was done by that third guy. So there was no telling what they would sound like without him. But somehow they sounded better! Twiztid took form quick. They are the shit. We all went back on tour and night after night they got tighter. Now they are the ultimate shit. Their stage show is tight, their music is great and their raps are the bomb diggity. We grew closer as homies as the weeks and months went buy Them ninjas went threw a lot of shit back in the day. They paid helly dues. They?re Psychopathic for life! They’re proud to be, and we’re prouder to have them! But allow me to step oft there nuts now! Myzery is a rapper that my brother brought to Psychopathic. My brother has family in the Bronx and that’s how he met Nay Nay. I Always had the feeling that Myzery thought our music was wack. It seemed like he just wanted to get his break so he hung out. It seemed like he thought the Dark Carnival was a joke. Then I got to know him more and more and that feeling went away. He never truly believed in it though. I even showed him the Dark Carnival’s magic in our studio and he thought it was a trick! I only show my best friends that shit too. He’s a cool mother fucker though. He gets mad skins. Like 5 times more than he should. Every bitch loves him. He looks like Tupac with his headband on. Him, and his homie Poncho are the shit. They are very quiet about things. You never know what there thinking. They sort of let us know without saying it that they wanted out of Psychopathic Records. See, Psychopathic is into some bizarre shit and it has that reputation. Myzery is more into New York raps. Even though the shit we say is our reality, it ain?t theirs. They come from another place, and they are just into different shit than us. They toured will us twice. He dropped an EP on Psychopathic, and it’s still out. I don’t think they liked our ideas. They said our crowd wasn’t there crowd. As for me, I don?t give a fuck! Any crowd is my kind of crowd as long as they some Juggalos!!! But they just stressed that they wanted to get a bigger hip hop, rap only crowd. Hangin’ around with us was killing that for them I think. Myzery went back to New York to try some other avenues. We stop over and hang when we come threw New York. My brother is really close with his family. I wish that ninja and his homie Poncho mad luck out there.

Jelly Nuts
Tell me about your Panic Attacks

Violent J
If I talk about it, I’ll have one and then I’ll probably kill you! I was on the road for a year straight! I went insane in the bus one morning but it went away! I tried to tell everyone but they just dissed me. When I was flipping out that morning I wanted to kill myself. I was sweating, I couldn?t breath, I was terrified and now I’m going to kill you!

Jelly Nuts
What?

Violent J
I told you I don?t want to talk about that shit right now! I’m going to slap you. Look, I went fuckin’ nuts. That shit sucked! I got over it that morning cause I finally passed out and when I woke back up it was over. About 2 weeks later I was on stage in St Paul and it happened again. I Looked at Shaggy while I was standing there tripping out and all I can say was he was rapping. He was just rapping at the crowd! It just looked weird at the moment. Then I couldn’t breath. I Felt like I was rolled up in a carpet! Everyone was looking at me! I felt like shooting myself again. Billy Bill and my brother pulled me to the back and dumped water on me! I felt like I was drowning. It was some wack shit. I think I was crying, suffocating, terrified, panicking and rapping on stage at the same time. I finally came off stage and passed out again in the dressing room. That night we cancelled everything else and went straight home. The next day I was laying in my bed going completely insane. Nothing was fresh. Everything sucked. I was watching commercials and I wanted to cry because the people on TV were smiling and acting normal, but I couldn’t control myself! Hours were going by! I couldn’t breath! My dogs were against me! My house was a tomb to me! My brother came home and rushed me to a regular hospital. Everybody showed up when I was still in the waiting room. I Had to escape this dreaded hospital before they take me in the back where I can?t breath. So I left the waiting room. Shaggy was driving me back home. He was talking to me but I have no idea what he was saying. He was against me! His car was smothering me. The music he was playing was stealing my air. I finally got back home where I was safe but it was all a trap. The TV was killing me! The little light on the radio was torturing me. The walls were stealing all the air in the room. The phone was destroying me! It was just sitting there! I tried to move it across the room but it still was killing me somehow. See when you break your arm you can focus on the pain. You can say to yourself, “Ok, my arm hurts. I know what I need to do. I need to fix my arm. It hurts when I move it. So I wont move it. I Need to fix my arm.” But when your loosing your mind you can’t focus on the problem because the problem is in your head! You say to yourself “What’s the problem here? Why am I scared? Fuck being scared, I cant breath! Wait I’m breathing but I can’t feel it. I Have the pain of suffocating yet my lungs are breathing.. Why am I sweating so much? I’m scared right now… why? What can I do to stop this? Nothing!” I went threw that shit for 24 hours with no sleep. My brother finally took me to a mental home. I can chase the fuckin’ ducks around the pond and bark like a chicken! Then they fixed me. You don?t need to know any more. Some things have nothing to do with anybody but me. All you need to know is they didn’t stick anything up my butt. And I’m fine now. I was having severe panic attacks level 10! But I’m over it. As soon as I kill you all the voices will go away, so come here!

Whoop whoop Oolong Johnson :

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Loving this… 

Is there any more to it??

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Is there any more to it??      

yup.  

  awfully paranoid, arent you?   

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Alone with Violent J – Part 3

 

Jelly Nuts
What about this crazy Dark Carnival shit?

Violent J
Hey fuck you ninja. If you think it’s crazy then don’t ask me about it. It you wanna know what The Dark Carnival is, rephrase the fuckin’ question. That’s all mother fuckers do all day is ask me “hey tell us about the Dark Carnival” then as you sit there and tell them, they got some half ass smile on there face like they?re entertained by how crazy you are. What do you think I’m a freak show and now is the part that you get to see how crazy I am? Fuck you!

Jelly Nuts
OK, Please explain to the readers. The Dark Carnival.

Violent J
(Drinking the last of his water and then pitching it across the room and into a garbage can, he explains with excitement) Look, some people are just chilling, living they’re life and then all the sudden BANG! They flip out and go into an insane asylum out of nowhere, right? Other people are chilling and all the sudden BOOM! They catch the Holy Ghost and become a religious fanatic. Other people all the sudden change and do other things right? Well for me and Shaggy, we were just chilling when all the sudden our souls jumped into the Dark Carnival. I’ve never had a purpose in my life until then. It didn’t matter it I was here or not. I was nothing more than a grain of sand on a big ass beach. I was just another hair on a fat gorilla’s ass. Ever since the Carnival, now feel like I have a purpose. I have a reason to be here, fuck that I don’t feel like that, I know that shit. The Dark Carnival’s messages are in our lyrics. It’s almost like all our lyrics are in code to the whole world. Nobody really hears what we’re saying except for the Juggalos. They hear us. They know exactly what we’re saying. Only a special open minded, street mutha fuckin’ Juggalo can hear The Dark Carnival speaking to him threw our music. The Critics, the magazines, MTV and other bands.. Yeah they still hate us, but that’s just because they don’t understand us. They can’t hear what we’re really saying. So to them we just suck. They’re not listening for it so they’ll never hear it. That’s fine. Fuck them. I Could give two fucks and a bitch slap what they think about Insane Clown Posse. The Dark Carnival preaches to everyone in many different ways. Me and Shaggy are just one of it’s ways to reach people. For example, even an old lady that plays Bingo every weekend will eventually hear the words of the Dark Carnival only it will be through a different outlet. Something that interests her will give her the message. Weather or not she acts upon it is up to her. What ever this force is, it reaches us all, whether you heed its warnings or not is your own choice.

Jelly Nuts
What does the Dark Carnival do? Why does it exist?

Violent J
This is what I vision. This is what will happen to those that received the Dark Carnival’s messages threw us. After death, your soul will stand up out of your body. You will all the sudden see The Dark Carnival’s parade of wagons rolling towards you. Lead by the 6 Joker’s Card faces on giant flags and an entire parade of ghost and wagons following them. You’ll know right when you see them that there not with God and not with the Devil… These wagons are about to take you to one of them though. You?re about to face judgement. See, I think The Dark Carnival might neutral group of ghosts. Existing between heaven and hell. Because in life, it’s warnings just open your eyes and show you what you are. They let you choose weather or not you feel you need to make a change in yourself. Once you die, they gladly take you to heaven or hell, which ever you deserve. In life, they just hold up a mirror to you and let you figure the rest out. That?s why I call it a warning. Cause most of us are fucked up people and we don?t even know it. Maybe a good look at yourself will open your eyes.. So I think after you die, The Carnival’s wagons will deliver your soul to it’s resting-place. I think it’s wagons take the good people to Shangri-La (a heaven type place). The people that listened to it’s words and changed their self for the better. The people that heeded it’s warnings and realized that it sucks to be an evil bastard your whole life. I think it enjoys taking them to Shangri-La. It love’s to take them. It probably takes them and congratulates them all the way there. It celebrates with them. It’s clowns and jugglers sing , dance, and juggle all around them. They treat you like a king or a queen as they carry you of to paradise. I also think those very same wagons carry evil souls to hell. I think it enjoys doing that too. It loves to taunt and humiliate the people that ignored it’s warnings during life. The people that laughed at it’s words and continued on with there selfish and evil lives all the way up until death. It loves to carry there wicked souls off to the fire pits of hell. It’s clowns and jugglers laugh and taunt them all the way there. It makes the evil souls enter carnival exhibits and take rides that show them all there own mistakes and shoves it in their face. The House of Mirrors, The Murder Go Round, The Fun House, and more all the way to hell. We’ve explained and we continue to explain all of this threw our music. It loves to reward the people who heeded it’s warnings and it loves to punish those who laughed at it’s warnings. Everybody in the world will hear it’s words before they die. It will reach us all, weather or not you act upon it is up to you. The Dark Carnival is like one big “I Told you so” thing I guess.

Jelly Nuts
Where do you believe you fit in with all this?

Violent J
Right now were just some messengers for it. But when we die, I probably won’t go to Shangri-La or to Hell, I believe that I’ll be driving one of those wagons with the Dark Carnival. I’ll be just another clown both congratulating and taunting souls. That’s sort of what I’m thinking when I write things like, for example in The Show Must Go On, I say walk hand and hand with the dead carnival”… See what I’m saying? I’m saying the Dark Carnival will take you to your resting-place. Take my hand and I’ll lead you to heaven or hell. Which ever you deserve. We warn people of what happens’ after death to try to save them now. But if they laugh at us now and continue living life as an evil bastard, I’ll laugh at them as I take them to hell. I know it’s real cause we are it’s magic. I think they chose us probably cause when I was a kid and I lived in that Haunted House, I talked with them ghosts. I respected that we were living in there house. I knew it was still there house. Who ever the ghost were probably lived there when they died. He or she may have even built that house themselves. When they died, the County or City or whatever probably just took it and sold it to someone else. That’s not fair. It they owned that house than that house should go down with them. Just cause you die doesn’t give somebody else the right to all the sudden sell your shit of. We were living in there house and I was sorry. We told the ghost that. I explained that my mom never meant to intrude and that we didn’t know when we rented the house. I loved them. They protected us. So that was probably our connection to the spirit world. Maybe my homie ghost put the good word in for us. They knew I was cool. Maybe, I don’t fuckin’ know.

Jelly Nuts
Do the 6 Jokers Cards explain what The Dark Carnival is?

Violent J
I Just explained what it is. The 6 Jokers Cards show you 6 different sides of yourself that you might have over looked. They help to show you your own evils …Each Joker’s Card is another version of you. For example, take The Ringmaster… Imagine if after you die, all your sins combined into one big monster… How big would your monster be? Ask your self that. Can you take down your own sin monster? If you cant, then your burning in Hell. If you can, than your of to Shangri-La. That’s what the Ringmaster is (the 2nd Joker’s Card). Read the credits, listen to the intros. It’s all explained on that album, weather it be the lyrics or in the credits. It’s all there. Each Joker’s cards shows you another way to look at your self. The Dark Carnival is just showing people how evil they can sometimes be without knowing it. You get to see yourself in 6 different ways before death. You can hear the messages plain as day. You don’t have to be a genius to hear them. You just have to be a regular, every day, open-minded Juggalo. What you think is a message, probably is. For example the song “Fuck Your Rebel flag” off Carnival Of Carnage (The 1st Joker’s Card) it clearly says fuck racist people! Don’t be a bigot! That’s what I mean by messages. Some go deeper than that, and some are bold and plain. But there all in there.

Jelly Nuts
What about the stealing cars and all that shit you’ve done? Doesn’t that mean your going to Hell?

Violent J
I don?t know. Probably. I do know this.. I wish I hadn’t stole all them stereos back then. That shit was wack. Them people probably busted there asses to pay for that shit. All they wanted to do was listen to a little bit of music on there way to work and back and I had to take that away from them. That was some bullshit. I’ve done a lot of wack shit in my life. I think I’m a better ninja now that I see the whole picture. Today I’m more likely to steal a stereo from a millionaire and give it to a scrub. When I think about that shit, I realize that Shaggy and his brother John weren’t really doing anything bad by stealing all them books and CD’s and shit. I mean, them stores got money, there big ass corporations. Who gives a fuck. They lose millions a year to theft, it’s probably all calculated into the profits. But taking something from an individual is scant-less. For example, if I stole a toaster from K-Mart that really ain’t shit. Nobody really suffers over that. If I stole YOUR toaster, that’s wack. Cause you don?t get to have any toast tomorrow morning. That’s a greedy and a heartless thing to do. I believe shit like that is evil. The most important thing The Dark Carnival has taught me about getting my shit together and becoming a better ninja is this… You shouldn’t be a cool ninja just because your scared of going to Hell when you die.. You should be a cool ninja cause it’s cool to be a cool ninja! Understand ninja? Cool.

Jelly Nuts
What about the people that think your crazy?

Violent J
I am crazy. I’m crazy fresh. I look at it like this. You got 2 clowns running around rappin’ about your soul. Yelling about how there gonna take you to Heaven if you are the shit or take you to Hell if your a dick. Yeah that sounds pretty crazy, but what do you think ninjas were thinkin’ when Noah was running around with a long ass beard and a wooden staff? Telling everyone that it’s going to rain for a month? “Come get on my Ark!! It’s going to rain for 40 days and 40 nights! You’re all gonna drown!!” That shit probably sounded nuts too! I would have thought he was crazy just for calling it an ark instead of a boat! The few open-minded ninjas that actually did listen to him were mad lucky. The rest got mad wet.

Jelly Nuts
Do you feel like the Noah of today?

Violent J
Do you see me sportin’ a toga mutha fucka? We ain’t saying nothing like that! All we’re saying is hey, look at your self bitch! Your an evil mother fucker! And then again, that’s only like 10% percent of the music, the rest is about having fun! There ain’t no message behind 90% of our shit. Songs like Cemetery Girl or Shaggy’s Fuck Off! or even Southwest Voodoo are just to bob your nugget too. You can go listen to Rage Against The Machine if you want 100% messages all the time. Fuck! We like to get live and act stupid as often as possible! This ain’t church! We ain’t no fuckin’ saints! We like telling scary stories in our music too! We like talking about murder and all that. That shit’s wicked! The Dark Carnival is the Dark Carnival, but ICP is ICP. Insane Clown Posse is all about nothing! Have some fuckin’ fun! We’ll tell a hot chick to fuck off just cause nobody ever tells her that. That’s ICP! We’ll tell a bitch that in a minute. The Dark Carnival is some deep shit to think about, but I very much believe in God too. Believe me I’d rather float in Heaven than drive a wagon after I die, but looking at the life I lead right now, I doubt I?ll be able to. I try to be religious or whatever but I’m just shitty right now. When I get older I’ll probably try to get my shit straight. ICP is about bitches, Faygo, Juggalos, and dumb shit. Do I feel like the Noah of today? Naa, I feel more like Noah is the Violent J of yesterday. If I was Noah, I would have changed my name to Jugganoah and built a big ass surf board and surfed my ass all over the planet. Fuck collecting’ Lamas and shit.

Jelly Nuts
What Happens after the Six Joker’s Cards are all released?

Violent J
We sit around and wait to die. Time will consume us all. Might happen that night, might happen 30 years later. All I know is after that, my job is done. I’ve givin’ all the warnings and I’ve opened many eyes. Maybe not your bitch ass eyes, but I’ve opened eyes none the less. Me and Shaggy might kill ourselves and we might kill yourselves. We might tour with the Monkeys. Who the fuck knows? I might sit and play the sitar naked on top of a pine tree with the top pine up my ass! Who cares? As long as we have unleashed all 6 prophets of the Dark Carnival and all 6 are circulating inside this world, my work is finished. If the world doesn’t explode. well probably keep rappin’ and touring but who knows? I might keep warning people. We might release 6 more Joker’s cards. And then 6 more! Put them all together and that?s 3 sets of 6! Triple sixes! Then Marilyn Manson will jump out and we all strip down to our panties and dance! Who the fuck knows? Maybe the skies will turn black and souls will scream in terror so loud that it can be herd all throughout the universe.

Jelly Nuts
Ok… Wow. That was some deep shit man. You had me wanting to go to church or something. Ok.. new subject. Why do you use the word Bitch so much? Do you care if you offend women?

Violent J
No more than I care if I offend a man. Who gives a fuck? Women want to be treated as an equal right? That’s what I do. They lucky I don?t beat they ass just as quick as I’d beat a dudes! (laughing) I’m only playing?. I’ll call a bitch a bitch just as quick as I’ll call a guy a bitch. Women make up half the world. Fat women make up more than half (laughing). Women run this planet. I love women. I love to fuck women. But I don?t give no breaks to anyone in my music. You think I’d give a fuck if a women’s organization was protesting one of my shows? Hell no! I’d go out there and squeeze there asses! Then I’d say something like.. “Hey bitch, nice ass” or maybe something fresh like, “You got a name to go with them titties?” Women, men, kids, old people, what the fuck. We’re all the same. People need to quit crying about stupid shit all the time. Come on man, I’m sure. Like any rapper out there really means harm by using the word bitch. Think about how stupid that is. Do you have any idea how many times I use the word bitch when I’m describing Shaggy? (laughing with Billy Bill) I mean, I call guys bitches all day. Me and my crew refer to everybody as a bitch. Any lady that gets pissed about me referring to chicks as bitches in my music can go fuck themselves. Plus think about this… If I called you a fag would you get pissed? Probably not as much as you would if you really were gay! So when my homies call me a fag it’s funny cause I ain’t gay. If I was gay that shit would probably hurt my feelings and I’d cry about it or something. So why do some women get pissed about rappers calling them bitches? Cause they’re bitches! Real women over look that stupid shit. Real women know that we really don’t mean anything by that. We’re just trying to sound tough. Real women don’t get offended by some rap record that says bitch on it. They got bigger shit to think about. But if you take some lame ass bitch that ain’t got shit going on in her life, and she’ll make a big deal out of it. Women and men are exactly the same in this world. Just as many wack dudes as there are out there, you’ got tons of wack bitches too. I respect both the fuckin’ same. You’d have to be an idiot not to. The only people that I consider below me are the people that always cry about dumb shit like that. I’m a bitch killer! Men bitches and bitch bitches bitch! So in the infamous words of Todd Shaw…(Too Short) “Byyyyaattch!”

Jelly Nuts
How do you feel about people that beat women?

Violent J
You know how I feel about it. Plain and simple, if you beat your woman then you?re a bitch. Unless you walk in the house and catch her fuckin’ your homie or something. Then you should do what ever comes natural in my opinion. If I was married and I caught my wife fucking the mailman, I?d choke slam that bitch off my roof. But if you just take some wack ninja that’s a piece of shit and he comes home drunk and beats his woman, that’s a sad mother fucker. Think about that shit. Almost every female has a story about getting hit to. Think about that.. She’s sitting there at the house waiting for that ninja to come home so she can be with him. Then he finally gets home and he beats her ass cause he had a bad day. That shit makes me want to kill somebody. He’s probably a pansy ass all day long taking shit from everybody. Then he crawls in his house and all the sudden he’s a bad mother fucker. All the sudden he’s the king and the only person he rules is the one that’s there to love him. He’s such a punk that he has to beat her so that he feels powerful or something. I saw a commercial on TV that triggered all my feelings about this. This weak looking’ guy and his woman were sitting in bed. They could hear an argument going on in the apartment above them. They could hear some guy beating his wife or whatever. So they were looking at each other wondering if they should do something about it, but instead they just cut the lights out and went to bed. That shit made no want to explode. If that was me, I would have ran up there and started beating the hell out of who ever lived there. I Don’t give a fuck if Goldberg came to the door. I would have sacked that mother fucker threw the wall. That?s why I got in trouble half the time. I’m always trying to be a super hero when it ain?t my business, but I give no fuck. I Think that guy and his wife should have been shot for just ignoring that. Who could sit threw that and just go to sleep. The worst thing about it is millions of kids everywhere have to every night. When I lived downtown, in Cass corridor. I could always hear this lady getting fucked in the other apartment. I Use to want to jump in there and help fuck that lady! I Always want to get involved with shit. Anyway quit asking about shit like that. That just gets me pissed and you’ve been getting me pissed a lot all day. I’m about to punch that mouth off your face.

Jelly Nuts
ICP’s lyrics offend a lot of parents.. How do you feel about that?

Violent J
When I answer this, I want you to know that I really mean it. I truly, really, sincerely could give a rat’s ass. I can’t think of anything I care less about than that. The way I feel about that whole topic is like Esham said in a song.. “You think I give a fuck if I make your grandma cry?” That couldn’t have been said any better. He summed it all up right there. Of all the shit to be stressing about in my every day life, the last thing on my mind has got to be some mom’s feelings about my lyrics. What you and your mom got to realize is that she is YOUR mom, not mine. I got my own mom to worry about. So when your mom writes me a letter that says.. “This is Jimmy’s MOTHER!!!!” Does she honestly think that intimidates me or something? Moms ain’t nothing but older grown up chicks! Think about it! There was a time when your mom was at a party or something and a group of ninjas were standing around, hawkin’ her. They were probably like “Damn dog, I wanna fuck that bitch man… Yeah, that’s that chick Ralph banged. He said that freak can fuck”. Yeah it’s wack to think about that, but fuck you! It’s true! Your mom was once a hood rat in the hood! So with that in mind, do you think I care what she thinks about my songs? Look at it like this… What do you think I would do if some 18 year old, stacked ass hottie walked up to me at an in-store (autograph signing session at a record store) and said… “Hey, I think you suck. If I had it my way, I’d have you removed from all the record stores in this country. I’d take away everything you’ve done and have them lock you up. You’re a piece of shit buddy” … What do think I’d do? The least thing I’d do is tell that bitch to eat shit and die! I’d be like “Bitch! What did you say? You bettor raise up before I have one of my home girls stomp your ass!” I wouldn’t take that from an l8 year old hottie now or a few years later when she’s your mom. Your mom and daddy ain’t nothing but you in a few years anyway. I’ll tell them to fuck off just as quick as I’d tell you too!

Jelly Nuts
Sounds like you’ve got this thing all figured out huh?

Violent J
That’s right. Moms and dads are always throwing the fact that they’re somebody’s parents around like that fuckin’ matters. Do you know how many times kids go to my concerts and have their parents show up at the door trying to drag them out? Do you know what happens when they do? The ninja at the door is like ..”Sorry miss, the show is sold out”. Then the mom says “Well sir, I’m blaa blaa’s MOTHER. I’m going in there RIGHT NOW!” Then she tries to walk past the ninja! You know what happens then? The ninja puts her in a head lock and slams her against the wall and tosses her out! She has to realize that she might be blaa blaa’s mother, but that don?t mean shit to the rest of us! Neither does your mom… or my mom! Yes, our moms might rule and control us… but your mom only rules you, and my mom only rules me. That’s how I see it when it comes to somebody else’s mom sweating me. If I’m at my homies house yeah, I’ll respect the shit out of his parents and all that, but you know what I’m saying. Let me just tell you this one story that I call “The 3 Mistakes”, then I’ll drop the whole subject. I’ll tell you the story and you try to figure out the 3 mistakes that where made that day. I love this story… When I was about 19, I was with my homies at this chick’s house named Danielle. Anyway, my boy fucked her and we left her house and went home. About an hour goes by and she calls me and says “Hey… you stole a watch from my house”.. I said “What? No I didn’t. I didn’t steal shit.” Then she says something like “Yes you did! I know you did. You always steal stuff from peoples houses!”. I said “Bitch, I didn’t steal your watch and that’s it.. fuck you!” I hung up the phone. Anyway Danielle kept calling and saying that I took her watch and her dad was going to kill her and I kept telling her to fuck off. Finally she stopped calling. After a few hours goes by the phone rings again… I pick it up.. “Hello?” this is what I hear… “Joe? This is Danielle’s MOTHER! When my husband gets home from work tomorrow, that watch had better be left in our mailbox or else!” Can you believe that shit??? I said “BBBYYYAATTCCHHH! Fuck you! I don?t care who’s mother fuckin’ MOM you are BITCH! Do you think just because your her fuckin’ MOM, I all the sudden got that watch??? Fuck off! I ain’t got the fuckin’ watch and if I did, I’d come over there and break it in front of you BBYATCH!!” I was so pissed I wanted to slap that hoe. Anyway, get this… 15 minutes goes by and a car comes screeching up in front of my house. Danielle’s Dad gets out super pissed off. He slams his car door and comes running up to our door. Guess what happened…

Jelly Nuts
I don’t know, what happened?

Violent J
I came running right out the house and I met his ass on the lawn. He was shook. He was completely surprised! The first words out of my mouth were “What bitch? What are you gonna do?” He was speechless, but he couldn’t back down then… He had to still at least try to be a man and get in my face, but then he made the fatal mistake of pushing me. He got beat like a bitch right there on my lawn. I beat the hell out of that motherfucker. Then I kicked the shit out of him. Then he crawled back into his car and had to drive all the way back home with a fat lip, a swollen eye, bruised ribs… and no watch. What do you think they all did wrong? You tell me… What do you think him and his family’s mistakes were that day? Where did they all go wrong on that warm summer evening?

Jelly Nuts
I don’t know ninja.. you tell me.. I will tell you, bitch! They made 3 big ass mistakes…

Violent J
No. 1. That bitch Danielle made the first mistake. She accused me of stealing that watch when she had no real proof or no facts that could actually prove it was me. So on strictly just a good hunch, she made a call like that… She was probably so nervous about the watch missing, that when her mom and daddy got home, she probably told them that she SAW me take if or something. Maybe she told them that I admitted to her that I took it or something like that. That way the blame was totally off of her and on me. That was the first mistake and that was the biggest one, cause that’s how this whole shit ended up going down. That’s what got her daddy a beat down. Looking at the whole picture, Danielle should have just kept a better eye on that watch. Cause when it came up missing, she sold out and blamed somebody else for it. Right when they came home she probably ran up to them and said “Mom! Dad! This kid name Joe stole your watch! It wasn’t my fault!” Even though everything went downhill for the whole family after that, I’ll bet you Danielle was still thinking “Whoo, at least I’m in the clear”… that dumb bitch. That was the first mistake of the day. Mistake One: Trying to pass the blame on to someone else to save your own ass. No.2. The second mistake is exactly what we’ve been talking about. Mom’s and Dad?s overstepping there boundaries of power. They have to realize that yes, they DO have power, but only in there own house! Only in their own family! Sometimes parents try to flex that power past their boundaries and they have to watch that shit. Danielle’s mom fucked up when she called me and treated me like I was HER kid or something… She said “This is her MOTHER!!!” She failed to realize that I love and respect only MY mother. Not her ass! To me, this was just some old bitch with droopy titties on the other end of my phone. She didn’t mean jack shit to me or my family. So when she came off calling me a thief and threatening me, she got dissed back. That’s when her husband came in… He was like “What! He said what honey? He called you a what!? I’ll kill him!!”. Once again over stepping his boundaries. Yeah, it’s cool to defend your wife and all that, but to just assume that you can handle me because your somebody’s dad was a bad move. He figured “OK, here’s this little punk over here hangin? out with my daughter, so He?ll be terrified when I ride up on him… After all… I’m her FATHER”. Well you see that was a bad move. That’s what got his ass kicked. Cause, yeah, he was Danielle’s father, alright, but to me, he was just some old ninja trying to run up on me. So I kicked his ass for it. I don?t even have a father! So I especially don’t give a fuck about this ninja! So Danielle’s parents both are guilty of making the second mistake. Mistake Two: Over stepping your power as a parent.

Jelly Nuts
What was the 3rd mistake?

Violent J
No 3. The third mistake was leaving that watch just sitting out on the table like that for me to take… (More hysterical laughing with his homie, Billy Bill) Mistake Three: Trusting Violent J with valuables sitting around.

Jelly Nuts
Well… Doesn’t that fall into the same lines of what you were saying about stealing something from an individual? Don?t you believe that’s an evil thing to do? Violent J
Now I do. Besides, did I say I took watch, bitch? No you didn’t really say you if you did or didn’t? Did you?

Violent J
Don’t fuckin’ worry about it. That don’t fuckin’ matter. Don?t you got the moral of the fuckin’ story? It’s about parents thinking they’re the shit too much. Now you are just confusing ninjas. We already covered the topic of stealing shit, mother fucker. How about I punch you? Were done with this subject. Lets move on now… first let me piss?

 

(J gets up and leaves the room. After a minute or so, I look up after checking my notes and I notice that Billy Bill is staring directly at me with a ruthless look. I quickly look back down at my folder. About 20 seconds pass and I glance up again. He hasn’t moved an inch. He is staring right at me as if he doesn’t like me at all. I’m a bit concerned because I know that Billy Bill has a big reputation of beating people down all the time. I’ve heard about this numerous times. I Finally speak… “So, how long have you and J known each other?” (He says nothing at all. He just keeps staring right at me. I try to continue with my brave questioning) “Are you guys going—-” (interrupted)

Billy Bill says: Shut your mouth until he gets back in here.

(I quickly shut my mouth and dig back into my notes as if nothing was said at all. After about 2 more of the longest, most stressful minutes of my life, J finally walks back in. He’s got a bag of popcorn and 2 cans of Faygo from the machine just outside the door. He tosses Billy Bill a can of Faygo and cracks the other open for himself. He doesn’t toss me shit. I continue my questioning.)

Jelly Nuts

Well, tell me about the ICP Dolls that are coming out in March.

Violent J
We got some dolls coming out. They’re the shit (chewing his popcorn). We got one for each of us. My guy comes with a little plastic axe. Shaggy’s comes with a voodoo spear. They both come in one package. We had those other ones made but they were wack. They were like some big ass Ken dolls or something. They were being made by Hollywood Records and when they dropped us, the whole shit got canned. We still got the prototype dolls though. I have some in my collection. My collection is mad weak. I’m missing more than half the shit we put out. I always give that shit away. Anyway, I think the action figures are going to be sold at some record stores and those novelty places in the malls that sell all that weird shit like 3 Stooges clocks or whatever. Spencer’s or whatever it’s called. I don’t fuckin’ know what they?re going to do with them. Why the fuck are you asking me about this shit? Ask Alex that shit. Ask me something fresh.

Jelly Nuts
How is your relationship with Shaggy?

Violent J
Are you running out of shit to ask or what? What the fuck do you expect me to say? All you hear is these other bands talking about all the troubles they have in the studio with each other on the road and shit. Just watch that shit on VH1. They do these documentaries on bands and all they ever do is hate each other. Fuck them fake ass business bands.

Jelly Nuts
What’s it like in the studio?

Violent J
Shit… You’d shit your panties like a bitch. Everyone would if they saw the magic. We rarely show anybody though. When people are over Mike’s we always front about everything. We just try to sit there and run a regular session until they leave. Mike will never publicly tell people about the Dark Carnival. My guess is that he might have tried at first, but people probably just dissed him so hard that he gave it up now. He probably just figures “Fuck it! Why tell people?” Me and Shaggy love the dissing we get though. We love the fact that people hate us. No one believes us. That’s the whole fun of it. That?s the whole game. Do you believe it or not? We tell everyone that will listen about the spirits that we run with. The spirits tell their homies about us too. I’ll bet. There is 5 of us in the studio at all times. Me, Shaggy, Mike, Legs, and The Dark Carnival. The Dark Carnival runs that bitch. What ever it wants, it gets. When it’s supposed to be a certain way we can all feel it. There is never any question. When we go against that feeling and do something else, everything shakes on Mike’s walls. Fuckin’ ask anybody that’s been down there when it happens. I love that crazy shit. I freak my best homies out with that shit. They always think it’s some kind of trick. I showed my mom that shit. She was just as freaked out as when we lived in that haunted house. The Dark Carnival oversees everything we do. Everything has to be it’s way and we wouldn’t want it any other way.

Jelly Nuts
OK… lets get back to your friendship with Shaggy?

Violent J
We ain’t like these other bitch ass bands. We hang out when there ain’t shit to do with ICP happening that day. Fuck him though. He’s wack to talk too. When you’ve known somebody for something like 12 years and hung out with them constantly the whole time, there ain’t nothing to say. What do you say to a ninja that you’ve known your whole life? They’ve already heard your opinion on everything. They ‘ve already heard every story you’ve got to tell. So me and Shaggy will be on a plane sitting right next to each other and we won?t say shit. We know each other too good. That’s why we always hang out with so many other ninjas. But most ninjas come around and hang with us cause they think we’re about what rock stars are about… Dope, money, fame and party?s. But after a while, they see that we ain’t about shit! Wait, let me rephrase that, after a while they see that we ain’t like the rest of them bands and so they jet out. We stay hidden, fuck that fame shit. Usually they jet out cause they think we’re crazy! We talk to spirits and we dance with the dead under the moonlight. That’s the kind of shit we do with our time. We come to nobody, they all come to us. We leave from nobody, they all leave from us. Look at the history of Psychopathic employees and rappers that have all come and gone… Project Born… Fink the East Side G… Frank G… Spudler… and more. One thing ninjas can count on and that’s ICP and Psychopathic always staying together, cause we’re just like butt cheeks? We just don?t make any noise unless we’re pressed together. Biatch.

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Yeah I found the rest online! Was a good read :) 

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I remember the 3 Mistakes story. That was LOL.

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Alone with Violent J – Part 4

 

“THE HOUND DOGS & OH ANDRA”

Jelly Nuts
OK, Now I’m going to ask you a shit load of stupid questions. Some of these have nothing to do with anything. These questions will be about everything. Most of these come from internet fans who were just curious to know… Ready?

Violent J
Yeah… bring it

Jelly Nuts
“Clown Hog” from Dallas wants to know “How do you feel about your fans”?

Violent J
Yeah. That is a stupid question. Everybody that knows about ICP also knows that we have no fans. The Backstreet Boys, now they got some fans. They got millions of little bitches screaming for them and all that. Chillin’ outside their hotel. Fainting and shit. Them are what you’d call fans. But we ain’t got none of that shit. You wanna know why? Cause we only got Juggalos. Juggalos are down with THIS… not US. It’s not me and Shaggy that are fresh… It’s what were about that’s fresh. It’s not actually ICP that is cool, it’s what we stand for and what we believe that’s cool. So there for, the only reason Juggalos even play us, is cause they can relate to us. They come from the same place of thought. They have the same point of views. When a Juggalo is playing ICP… He or she is playing THERE OWN shit. It’s like THEM rapping or something. Look at who comes to our shows. Bitches, dudes, old asses’, babies, what ever. Juggalos come in all forms. ICP is your escape from everyday bullshit. Nobody wants to be cool all the time, that fuckin’ sucks. It’s way easier and funnier just to let it all hang out and be a ninja. Let your nuts hang right out of your pants. Let your titties fall right out of your shin or something. Be yourself and fuck trying to always be the shit. Nobody at an ICP concert is going to laugh at how cheap your shoes cost. If they do I’ll beat them myself. Nobody cares weather you got a real FUBU jacket on or a PUBOO jacket. Were 311 just chilling’? and being any way we want to be. If all the rappers are talking about one thing, ICP will probably be talking about the other. Because I will say exactly whatever the fuck I want, no matter how it’s viewed by others… Fuck the world baby. It’s our world, we have our own world… a Juggalo world.

Jelly Nuts
Try to define a Juggalo?

Violent J
This is what I always say…. When you walk out of the shower naked, that’s YOU. Butt naked standing there. What you do to yourself after that is just to create an image for yourself. You dress a certain way, you put on your make up and fix you?re fuckin’ hair up to be how you want to be seen. Rock people want to be seen as rock people, so they put tight ass jeans on and frizz they hair all up. Alternative people put on bell-bottoms and shit to look alternative. Skater people wear baggy shit or whatever. Rap kids wear rap shit. But what I’m saying is, a Juggalo is just themselves. That butt naked ninja. He or she puts on what ever they got in the closet and gives no fuck how people see them. He or she could give a fuck less. That’s what you see at our shows. That?s who buys our shit. Ninjas like that… I hope.

Jelly Nuts
So Juggalos are ninjas that keep it real?

Violent J
Yes and no. Keep it real about yourself, but fuck keeping it real music wise. You got all these rappers running around screaming about keeping it real, well to me real is too depressing. I’d rather keep it fun. Keep it fresh and entertaining. Fuck keeping up with what’s in style. If you wore a Michael Jackson “Beat It”, Zipper Jacket to school in 1984 and you were probably the atom bomb. Wear one now and see what happens. Do you now how many people out there would rather freeze to death before they put on that fuckin’ Beat It Jacket now? Just cause people would laugh at them. Give ME that motherfucker! I’ll wear the fuck out of that bitch! I’ll wear it in my videos, on stage, to the Grammies, what ever! I’ll wear that motherfucker to bed at night. I’ll wear it in the shower. I gives a fuck what you think is cool. I’ll keep my gum in one zipper, I’ll keep my keys in another, I’ll keep my money in another zipper… Them jackets were and still are the shit to me! Fuck what the rest of the world thinks. Fuck keeping it real. I live, breath and die in a real world and now your telling me my music has to be the same way? I Can only talk about this? I’d rather let my music take me away from this bull shit. ICP is your escape from the real. Fuck the real. We see enough of the real every fuckin’ damn day. Besides what?s real to us may not be your reality. So what?s real? ICP caters only to that certain kind of person… a Juggalo. Ninjas that would wear that Michael Jackson Beat It Jacket to school TODAY if they wanted to. I know I would. I’d wear the fuckin’ buckle shit too.

Jelly Nuts
Can you honestly say that all your fans are like you guys are?

Violent J
Hell no. Shit, we sold almost a million albums now. We got all kinds of ninjas buying our shit, half of them probably suck. Yeah, in some places you got a bunch of fake ass bitches bumpin’ our shit, but that’s just because it might be a big popular fad right now in their city. Yeah, them types of fans or whatever you wanna call them, come and go. You can ask Tone Loc about that. You can ask anyone about them big fad fans…. Ask Hammer… Vanilla Ice… New Kids… Young MC… But a Juggalo is the guy that first listened to it, and will last listened to it. Fuck what’s in style. Allow me to give you an example…

Jelly Nuts
Please do…

Violent J
Let?s take Detroit for example… I’d say that we was most popular around Detroit in 1995. Now, in ’95 we had the Riddlebox album out. That record sold about 40,000 copies around Detroit alone. Before that… Carnival and Ringmaster did around 20,000 copies around Detroit each. Then after the Riddlebox craze, The Great Milenko went back to just 20,000 copies around Detroit. See what I mean? During the big ICP craze of Detroit, we went up to 40,000 sales, then it returned to its original 20,000 Juggalo base. Thais because all the fake ass, part time Juggalos went out and bought our shit when it was cool! Now, they’ve moved on to the next cool thing… Now all the fake ass bitches are probably buying Korn’s shit. That’s how it works. So I’d say that there is probably about 20,000 real Detroit area Juggalos. The extra 20,000 sales we had that year were to some pop ass fans. The real Detroit Juggalos were probably saying “What the fuck is this? What’s all these bitch ass punks doing bumpin’ my shit? ICP is for me, not for them punk asses”. I know that ninjas were saying that, because I was saying the same thing! ICP fads might happen in certain places at certain times, but it wont ever happen everywhere at once… because we’ll never let it. You’ll never see me perform at the MTV music awards. You’ll never see us on Lolla Polloza… because I’ll never share my Juggalo music with some dick wipes that’s only there to see the next band after us. I’ll play for Juggalos and only Juggalos. I’ll never open up for some mega, large ass band and play for all his bitch ass fans. Fuck that. We do our own shows even it there?s only 50 Juggalos there, at least I know that they’re here to freak it with us. They’re there to jump to our kind of music… ICP, Twiztid, Myzery, Blaze… The wicked shit. We are Juggalos and we are for Juggalos. Sure the word “Juggalo” is just something we might have made up, but all I’m trying to say is that we are a certain way and the people that like our music are usually that same way too… Crazy, dumb, ruthless, and not faded by much.

Jelly Nuts
“Dreabed” wants to know, Do you get recognized alot in public?

Violent J
Who?

Jelly Nuts
“Dreabed” an Internet kid….

Violent J
Oh. Yeah, well Debbie, if I’m with Shaggy I do. If where out together, we might get lots of ninjas hound doggin’. Hound Doggin’ is stale as fuck. That’s what we call some ninja that sits there and stairs at you from across the room like he wants to grope your balls or something. Look man, if you recognize us either A… Walk up and say hi or what ever it is you’ve got to say, or B… Just leave us the fuck alone… but whatever you do… Don’t C… Sit there and stair at us… following us and hawking us like you wanna plug our bulls or something. Why do ninjas stair? What do you think, were all the sudden going to break out into a song or something? Yeah that shit I hate. More than anything. Also this shit. “Oh… Oh my God…. No way… Oh my God What the fuck is that all about? Let me ask you this, what would YOU say to some kid that’s standing there right in your face and saying “Oh Oh…. Oh my God”? I blow mouths out for that shit. Them people get dissed hard. Raise the fuck up oft my nuts motherfucker. I can’t think of one person on this planet that would even make me even look twice, but you got some people that think so low of themselves that when they see a “star” or something, they sit there and go “Oh… It’s him Holy shit it’s him . I deck motherfuckers like that.

Jelly Nuts
Give me an example…

Violent J
One time I came out of the air port and this kid was with his girl friend and he was practically passing out cause he saw us. What kind of bitch must that kid have been? How could he sit there and pant like a dog in front of his woman, just ’cause he sees us standing there? This kid was at least 25 and here he was tainting like a big bitch. How low must you be? Some ninjas just say… “Hey J… when is the new shit coming out?” See, that’s cool, there ain?t nothing wrong with that. I’ll sit there and hang with that kid all fuckin’ day. But to sit there and swing off my nuts or freak out like a 14-year-old bitch meeting Usher is wack as hell. People like that get beat down. Some houndogs follow me in my car. That shit happens every day. Some drive by my fuckin’ house. What the fuck for? What are you expecting to see? Me and Shaggy doing a concert on the front lawn? Me naked in the window? Is that what there hoping to see? No, but instead you come rolling by my house all slow and shit, making me think your getting ready to pull a drive by on me or something, That’s when I run out there in my drawers, pull you out of your car and beat you in the street.

Jelly Nuts
Damn… you seem like you really hate that shit…

Violent J
Fuck you. I Love Juggalos. But I hate these sap ass, wienie, bitch ass ninjas swinging off my dick making me feel like some fuckin’ famous richie or something. If anybody ain?t a star it’s us. We ain?t no fuckin’ stars. Our shows are just parties and we re hosting them on stage. Me and Shaggy never want to be the center of this… Were all in this together. Why you jockin’ me? I Don’t write the shit! The Dark Carnival does… I’m a follower just like y?all. Don’t fuckin’ tap me on the shoulder at the mall and then not have any fuckin’ thing to say. Ninjas tap you so you’ll turn around and then they just stand there like “awww” and don’t have shit to say… they just look at you… What the fuck am I supposed to say at that moment? What would you say? Here?s this complete stranger tapping you on your back and when you turn around, he’s just starring right at your face with nothing to say… What? That wouldn?t piss you off? What? Just cause I rap all the sudden that don?t piss me off? Look, when I’m explaining this shit, I want you to truly listen with an open mind. I Know it’s hard to vision it from my shoes but at least try… All right… A Pew days ago I was at a record store with my boys and the girl behind the counter waves me over to her… I’m standing there in the isle all the way across the store ,thin king.. ‘This bitch wants me to come over there for some reason… She don’t look good, so why would I go over there” Then I thought more about it… “Hummmm, why does she want me to come up there? I haven?t even found my shit yet”. Then I just shook my head “No” and we went about our business. Finally I found all my shit and took it up to the counter. That same bitch goes “OK, now do you want to tell me who you are?” I said “what?” She said “Everybody in the store is starring and buzzing over you guys… So tell me who you fuckin’ are?” I sat there for a minute… Now, this has happened to me a million times, but for some odd reason, this one time really pissed me off. I said “Wait a minute, your telling me that all these people here in the store are starring at us so you’re expecting me to announce to you who we are?” She said “Yes”. I’m steady thinking to myself… “What the fuck? Who the fuck is this bitch anyway? If this bitch doesn?t recognize us, then obviously we must not be shit to her… She would probably recognize her favorite band if they walked in… So why is this bitch so concerned with finding out who we are? What does it matter? Obviously we ain’t shit to her or she’d know who we are at first look” So I just said “No, we ain?t nobody. Just ring my fuckin’ CD’s up and do your job. Quit asking me stupid shit and do your fuckin’ job.” … I was a dick to her. Fresh!!! Plus what the fuck did she mean by saying “OK… now do you want to tell me who you are?” What did she mean by that? What did this bitch expect me to do… walk into the store and walk right up to that bitch and say “OK… HEY REGISTER BITCH, WERE ICP IN CASE YOU WANT TO KNOW!” Fuck that stupid ass bitch. She can suck my dick.

Jelly Nuts
Yeah… I hear you on that

Violent J
Then sometimes you get this shit… People start asking you for autographs and then more people come along and next thing you know, the one real Juggalo that first recognized you is long gone, and your still there signing shit for a bunch of wack ass people that never even heard of you! Truck drivers.. Old Ladies… They just assume that you must be somebody special so get that autograph. They just see you signing autographs and they just jump right in line. That shit happens in truck stops all the time on the road. I’ll be standing there signing autographs for old men and shit and I’m chillin there thinking, “These mother fuckers have no fuckin’ clue who the fuck I am and look at this shit” What the fuck. Sometimes I just stop right out and say “Do any of you even know who the fuck I am? (No) Then why would you even give a fuck about my name on a piece of paper”. Get your fuckin’ nose out of my ass. Juggalos are the shit to meet, cause you can sit there and kick it with them about shit all day. If some kid recognizes us and just wants to kick it and he’s a cool ninja about it, the next thing you know that kid will be chillin’ with us for weeks and he’s a new homie. If some kid recognize us and starts fainting and acting like a sap, next thing you know, his favorite person is kickin’ his ass! Real Juggalos just hang out and be cool with ya. They laugh and chill and hang out like homies. They understand that we’re just some ninjas. But houndogs are wack as fuck. Don’t sit there and stair at me unless your a chick. Cause when I catch a man peeping me out, fan or no fan, he might be beat down.

Jelly Nuts
So some fans you Iike, and others you hate.

Violent J
When you play your tape recorder back, listen to what the fuck I just said ninja. Me and Shaggy just hate it when people treat us like were super stars when they see us. That shit is shitty. We want to be down with y?all, quit looking up at us, look even with us. We’re your homies. If we ever win a Grammy or something, were going up to the podium representing y?all! Fuck being bigger than life, we’re stuck in this life, just like everybody else. This is our time to occupy the earth together. We ain?t anything special. 110 years ago it was all different ninjas here. 110 years from now it will be all new ninjas. Right now is our time together… so get off my dick and quit acting like I’m something special you sap ass, bitch, hound dog motherfucker. Whooo!!!

Jelly Nuts
Sticking with the subject, kind of… ” DEADROWW” Asks “Do you guys hang out alot in public, What to you like to do”?

Violent J
Death Row? As in Records?

Jelly Nuts
No, DeadRoww…

Violent J
Oh.. When were at home we stay hidden. We stay hidden all the time. I Like to chill with my homies, just like you do with your homies. Only your homies probably suck and mine are fresh. HAA! We practice voodoo witchcraft in my back yard. Doesn?t everybody? My boys never… ever… treat us any different than they do each other. That’s why I’m most happy when I’m with them. Look at my boys, I grew up with all these ninjas. They went threw the same shit I did to get here. You think they give me any breaks? They leave me hangin’ all the time. They’ll go out somewhere and forget to pick me up. Sometimes it we’re really crowded, they make me ride in the trunk. They don’t play that rap star shit with me and Shaggs. We get dissed just like the next ninja. That’s why I’m happiest with my boys. I love each and every one of my Dogs more than anything.

Jelly Nuts
Yeah. That’s cool.

Violent J
Sometimes at a show in the dressing room, a security guard or the promoter guy or whoever, will walk right by all my boys like they ain?t even there and shake my hand and say “welcome back” or thanks for bringing your show here to our venue” as if I had any fuckin’ thing to do with it. They know that my boys booked us, my boys brought us here, my boys made it all happen. But they wanna walk right by them and swing oft our fuckin’ nuts. Without my boys it would just be me and Shaggy running back and forth on a big, empty stage. My boys are just as much making the shit happen as we are. A mother fucker will sit there and walk right passed Billy, who designed the whole stage, ran the pyros, worked the lazer lights and all that… Then he’ll walk right passed Jump Steady, who worked out the business details of the show and made it all happen… Then the guy will walk right passed Tom Dub, Stephan, Dougie and the rest of my boys that changed costumes a million times that night and ran the whole show with us, and he’ll finally get up to me and Shaggy and say… “Great show guys, you guys are great”. I always want to kill them motherfuckers. The Dark Carnival sees this. There he is with his back turned to all the ninjas that really made it all happen and he’s jockin’ me and Shaggy cause were the only public “STARS” or what ever. Sometimes I just say right to there face “Why don’t you think before you talk, you rude ass motherfucker, get the fuck out of here” Then he leaves the dressing room and says to everyone… ‘Yeah I met ICP before… Those guys are dicks man”… Never even realizing who the dick was.

Jelly Nuts
What about the girls? Don’t the rock stars get lots of girls?

Violent J
Now that’s the only area my homies get the advantage in this shit. They get to walk around in the crowd and kick it with hotties while me and Shaggy are stuck back stage… Those bastards. You know what? You got hound dog bitches too. Granted I don’t mind a chick starring at me or tapping me on my back at the mall. But some are just hound dogs too. I’ve met super model, hot ass girls and that say You have very pretty eyes”. Yeah right. I sure do. Yup. I’m also a stud. FUCK OFF! Like my eyes look good or something! I look like a fuckin’ crack head. My eyes look like 2 tried eggs. What the fuck are you talking about? I Was practically a virgin until I starting touring. I’m ugly ass hell. I’m a ruff neck ninja. There ain’t a fuckin’ thing pretty or cute about me and you know it. You should see me without the make up! As if I look good or something. Them bitches only say that shit because of who you are. They don’t give a fuck what you look like. What if I worked midnight?s at Taco Bell? Do you think that same super model bitch would have told me that about my eyes9 Hey, wow, thank you miss… Would you like some hot or mild sauce with that?” I just don’t see that happening.

Jelly Nuts
Yes I get what you?re saying…

Violent J
Man you should have seen some of the bitches I’ve got with. I’m talking Janet Jackson style bitches. Super hot. When I’m with them I can’t do nothing but laugh over and over again. I Think about the old days in school when they used to say “it you step on a blue tile in the hallway you have to kiss a Bruce Brother” and all the girls would go “Ewwwwwww”. Then all the sudden I’m rich and famous… Next thing you know… I got pretty eyes and shit. It’s amazing. I Know that I’m not supposed to be with these super model bitches but some how I get to! It’s funny as hell to me. I bust my nut in like 10 seconds every time too! She’s probably used to these stud ass, Buff Bagwell ninjas working it all night long, and then I come along and bust my nut in 10 seconds! Because I can’t believe how fuckin’ hot she is and somehow she’s letting me hit it cause she thinks I’m famous… Little does she know that I’m a scrubby nerd in disguise! HA BITCH! I’m Joe Bruce!!! That shit’s funny, HAAA HHAA!!! Them bitches were probably popular, richie bitches back in school that would have never gave me a second look and here I am bangin’ there shit out in seconds… HAA lm A NERD!!! IT’S AMAZING!! You let me hit it and I’m a nerd!!!

Jelly Nuts
Yes… Super models letting YOU tap it. That is amazing…

Violent J
You know what else is amazing..

Jelly Nuts
What?

Violent J
How quick I could beat your ass… You?re getting a little to fuckin’ slaphappy, motherfucker. (Billy Bill interrupts: That’s what the fuck I’m saying…) How about I slap them spectacles off your bitchy face?

Jelly Nuts
What? What did I say? Come on, like you always say J, I’m just juggling’ your balls a bit…

Violent J
You touch my balls and I’ll kill you.

Jelly Nuts
You know what I mean… So, you were talking about bitches that jock because of who you are… Come on just finish. I’m sorry, let?s just continue

Violent J
Whenever a really hot girl steps to me, I laugh my ass off. I’m not dissing myself at all. I Love myself exactly like I’m am, I wouldn’t change shit about me. It’s just funny to me when a bitch is jocking me and acting like I look good or something. I’m the shit, but I ain?t no looker. I’m not that club type stud ninja. I’m more like that scrubby ninja asking for change outside of the club. But here I am with all the hotties all the sudden! Shaggy on the other hand, bitches always jocked him. He could get chicks back in the day before the rapping. But he’s just Shaggy. He don’t know how to kick it, so he gets with nothing.

Jelly Nuts
Sticking with the subject… Amy from Cleveland wants to know, “What kind of girls do you like”?

Violent J
Bitches that let you fuck them on the first date. No question. That’s my shit. If a girl lets me fuck her, I’m way quicker to call her again than if she didn’t let me hit it. Fuck that. You’ll get the truth out of me. I Don’t give a fuck what you look like. I’ll bang your shit out. Straight up. I ain?t got no kind of morals. Shaggy one time got with 3 chicks at once. I Got with 2 chicks at once 4 different times, for a total of 8 different bitches. Nope, we decently ain’t the sweet heart guys you might have hoped we d be. Shit, we some scrubby ass, dirty motherfuckers. Ain?t no tellin’ where I’ve been baby. I Probably got Scabies, The Clap, Skiffs, I’m burnin, The Drip, Herpes and Cribby Crabs. Shit… I’m a motherfucker, I’ll fuck your mother. Take me home to meet your parents and I’ll steal $50 bucks out of your dad’s wallet and goose your mom on the way out… Goose? Violent J
Yeah.. Squeeze her fat ass.

Jelly Nuts
Oh. Ok… Anymore about the kind of girls you like?

Violent J
Yeah.. lots more… I like skater chicks. Hell yeah. Baggy ass pants and a stomach shirt with them little underwear strings coming up over her hips… hell yeah. That’s my shit. I Never get them though, they don’t like me. Because I’m a big, fat, tall, gumpy giant and I scare bitches. I’m too loud and crazy. In Europe this woman told me I was too loud and I was scarring her children. I Looked and her kids were my age! But If I could, I’d get one of them alternative, skater chicks with the sexy stomach shirts and I’d take off her baggy ass pants, pull her underwear up off her hips and then guess what I’d do..

Jelly Nuts
I don’t know, what?

Violent J
I’d fuck her.

Jelly Nuts
Yeah. Anymore?

Violent J
Yeah… I Like older mom chicks too, cause they come at you for sex. You don’t have to sit there and beg for that shit. Sometimes older, mom chicks attack YOU for it. It’s happened to me once before. One time a girl… forget it. I love girls. I’ll drive to your fuckin’ house right now no matter where you live. I’ll take a pontoon to get to your house. I’ll hand glide off a cliff if you live in a cave. I’ve fucked ghost, aliens, mermaids, everything. I gives a fuck… Call me 313-960-4011 that’s my voice mail. No fuckin’ dudes either. If you?re a dude and you call me for anything, than you?re a fag. If you call me and diss me that means you love me, faggot… Chicks only. If you call and it says it’s disconnected, call back later cause my voice mail is cheap it never works right. It usually works for only a few hours a day. Call me. I Gives a fuck. I’ll come over and part your pink sea. I’m crazy like that. You know what they call me?

Jelly Nuts
What?

Violent J
They call me J

Jelly Nuts
Yeah…. You?re a loony… OK… Lets move along now…

Violent J
You know what else they call me?

Jelly Nuts
What?

Violent J
Shrivel foot

Jelly Nuts
Why?

Violent J
Because I have a fake toot. It’s really a balloon. I have to blow it up in the morning. Then at night I deflate it and it shrivels up like a balloon. So they call me Shrivel Foot.

Jelly Nuts
Oh… Well5 Jesse wants to know “What?s your typical day like”?

Violent J
Jesse can fuck oft. I Wanna talk more about bitches. I Love all girls. I Like old school, rock chicks with booty hair and tight ass, stone wash jeans. I go to Dokken concerts and spring old wolf chicks. I wear my Judas Priest Jacket, and Shaggy’s tight ass wranglers. They love it. They?re extra tight on me. I’m not as dirty as I just said I was. I’m really a nice ninja. I want to take you to my house. It you can cook me dinner that would be the shit. Do you think any chicks are gonna read this?

Jelly Nuts
I Don?t know, Probably. Have you ever fallen in love?

Violent J
Fuck yeah I have. 3 Times. I Loved my first girlfriend Karen. She made it all possible to do this whole ICP shit. She let me live with her with no loot for like two years. When I say no loot, I don’t mean a little bit here and there, I mean NO FUCKIN’ LOOT. She fed me, she helped me, she drove me everywhere, she did it all for me. I smashed her car 3 times and totaled it the last time. I was such a fuckin’ bastard. I Think I put her in debt something like $40,000 dollars. She worked as a manager at a video store. She use to let me steal videos from there all the time. One time I hit it in her video store when it was closed. That was fresh. Who knows what she thinks of me now, but I did and I always will love that bitch. She was crazy though. That’s why I love her so much. Crazy bitch. It I found out that her husband or boyfriend or what ever she has now, was treating her like I was treating her, I’d go over there and stab him 50 times with a screw driver in his head. Then came Lori. She was my second bitch. I loved her too. It was a completely different love. I didn’t love her more or less than Karen, it was two completely different loves. I Know I sound like a pansy right now but just hear me out motherfuckers. Both were some crazy shit. Lori was a leader, so I thought. But now I think nothing of her. She left me at my most hardest time. That’s how I see it. She probably sees it way different than me. She never liked my shit. She never got the Dark Carnival and that was a big problem with me. She wasn?t feeling it. When I look at it, she left me hangin’ when I was completely out of my mind with making it all work with ICP. Fuck that shit man, that’s when she should have had my back the most. Just like my best friends did. And my mom did. She was so strong and firm about what she wanted to do with her life and yet the last time I talked to her, she ain?t moved at all. She dissed me only cause I was probably too fast and too strong for her to keep up with. Whoo!

Jelly Nuts
Do you still Know this chick?

Violent J
Nope. I Saw her at the airport about a year ago and she was with her boy friend and she tried to hide and acted like she didn’t see me. Like I’d stalk her or something. Fuck her for that. Anyway I’ve met women now that blow her away at power. Look man, I don’t give a fuck who you are, the only thing that can destroy the biggest warrior is love. Bitches can kill you. When I split with Karen, Lori was right there. So that was easier to get through. But when Lori was outti, I was destroyed. I just wanted to go.. and go… and go.. If I stopped and I was alone, it would start to fuck me up again. Love lifts you way up when you get it, but then it drops you back down hard when you lose it. You can’t win. My mom’s been married 3 times… I’ve had mad dads. Life always seems to outlive relationships. Besides what the fuck does this love shit have to do with ICP? Why are we talking about this lovely love shit?

Jelly Nuts
Just keep on babbling. This is a great way to let Juggalos know what you?re like to hang out with.

Violent J
Yeah, fresh. Well I’m going to leave you with this one story about a bitch. You want to know why? Because love… and bitches… and shit like that, is a major part of everybody?s life, even ours. Listen, then I’m done with this fuckin’ dragged out, long ass interview. My nuts are stuck to the side of my leg because we been sitting here so long.

Jelly Nuts
Yeah ok. But hey man, this interview is the shit and you?re the shit for doing this.

Violent J
Raise up hound dog. Ok, Listen… My brother told me that there’s a lyric in an Ice T song that said something like If you can over come the power of pussy, the whole world is yours”. Something like that. Anyway that’s the dead truth. When I was in jail, every motherfucker was in there over a bitch somehow. Child Support, stalking, whatever. I’ll bet you $50 bucks that all the bitches are in jail over ninjas too. That’s how it works, love destroys you on both sides. When I broke up with Lori something like 4 or 5 years ago, all I did was keep moving and hiding from some more fuckin’ love shit. No long term shit never. I stayed a player… Kept going and going. I kept moving state to state, shows, tours, studio, skins, shows, tours… never had time for a relationship and I never ever wanted one. After that Lori shit, I was done with that love shit…

Jelly Nuts
And what happened?

Violent J
I Fell in love. Like a dumb bitch. But fuck man, that shit schooled me harder than anything in my life. It was completely unexpected. I ain?t the type of motherfucker that walks around falling in love all the time. I’m more like a hit and run type ninja. But not with this girl. That shit just happened recently too. Just a few months ago on the last tour. ‘The Juggalo Funhouse Tour”. We was touring with the my long time homies The Kottonmouth Kings.

Jelly Nuts
You fell in love with one of the Kottonmouth Kings??

Violent J
I Should fuck you up for saying that… Right now, I Should fuck you up. Remember about your sexy specs motherfucker… I’ll slap them right oft our face…

Jelly Nuts
Come on, You know I’m only playing. Tell us your story…

Violent J
We had been out on the road for something like a week with the Kings. I was standing in the club that we were playing at before the doors opened in West Virginia. This short girl with long ass hair came walking right by me. She almost killed me cause I was so stunned at how fine she was. She didn’t even look human. She was so fine I thought the Dark Carnival was coming to get me and she was the first spirit I saw. But I was wrong. She was human, and worse than that she was my homies sister. Damn. I Asked “who the hell is that?” My brother told me, “Oh, that’s Andra, she’s D-Loc of the Kottenmouth King’s sister. She is on tour with us, she rides in their bus… she is selling Kottonmouth T-shirts for them. So I quickly turned that shit oft and didn’t look again. D-Loc is my homie and he knows I’m a dog so I gave it up right there. About 6 weeks went by. I had completely forgot that she even existed. Until the tour got to Chicago.

Jelly Nuts
What happened in Chicago?

Violent J
I Always like to walk around the venue before a show and I peek at the ninjas lining up out front waiting to get in. Sometimes it it’s only a few ninjas out there, I’ll go out there and kick it with them or whatever. So there I am at the Chicago venue just looking out this window and BAM! She walked right up to me and started talking to me. “Hi… what are you doing?” I was fuckin’ stunned at how beautiful she was up close… I didn’t know what to say… She was lookin’ perfect up close. I sat there and tried to talk. I was almost speechless. She talked to me for about 30 minutes. Every last word she said amazed me. She was full of life and color. She had the strongest presence I have ever felt. I felt like I was talking to an angel, straight up. After that, it was on. It was some shit that I ain?t felt in fuckin’ years. I didn’t give a fuck whose sister she was. I Knew that I had nothing but good intentions with her. I asked D-Loc first and he told me to go after her. Besides, weather or not he was cool with it, I was still gonna. I was hooked. Obsessed… Determined… Crazy… Insane…

Jelly Nuts
Stupid?

Violent J
Yeah, a little bit of that too.

Jelly Nuts
Yeah, I figured

Violent J
To make a very long story short, we spent crazy time together until she left. I guess she wasn?t really about me. She said that I was the bomb but some shit was going on in her personal life that was just to fucked up. She told me that she really, really liked me, but she didn’t want a ninja boyfriend right now. In other words… fuck oft. The craziest shit was that I never even kissed her! Well, I would have… but that wasn?t my concern. I Just wanted to get with her FOREVER! MORE THAN ANYTHING! She was so fuckin? perfect to me? She loved to travel, she loved music? She had dreams and goals? and she could talk to spirits! SHE FUCKIN? TOLD ME THAT! I was deep off into some love shit with her. I fell in love in just a few days like a big, stupid, stalker dumb ass.

Jelly Nuts
So she left? What did she do, quit the tour?

Violent J
The same day I met her she told me that she was leaving the tour in about a week. Her and the kings weren’t getting along. I tried to spend every second of that week with her hoping that she would stay on the road with me, or at least come back out to see me, but… no. Didn’t happen. We got to LA and she was outti. I was dead. I was completely fuckin’ dead. None of my boys wanted to hear anymore about Andra. I couldn’t move. I remember in Vegas, Mike Clark and a few of my homies flew out to see us and I was dead. I couldn’t even talk to them. I was a bitch. Once I had sampled perfection, nothing else mattered. She’s all that I wanted. The only time I was alive is when I was on stage and surrounded by the Dark Carnival. Off stage I was dead. I would stair at the clock praying for showtime so that I could leave this world and become one with the spirits of the Carnival again on stage. Cause not even love can fade the Carnival baby. As the weeks went by, I slowly unfroze from the deadly grasp of love and returned to my natural Juggalo self. What’s crazy is how quick that shit hit me and left me for dead. That’s straight up not my fuckin’ style. She probably thought I was crazy or something. She probably thought I was a lunatic stalker or something…

Jelly Nuts
Imagine that… Why would she ever think that?

Violent J
Hey, fuck off.

Jelly Nuts
So that?s it? that’s the end of your fresh story?

Violent J
Yes and no. Yes that’s how it ended with her. She went back home and left my life forever. But I’ve yet to tell the moral of the story… You see, I deserved every last second of that pain. All the dissing I did to Karen and Lori back in the day… All the playing I’ve done to girls that might have really cared about me… I needed a big ass drop kick in the ass and I got it. BLAAAH! That’s how it goes. I guess I had it coming for years. I deserved it. Don’t you see? She never really existed! She was on a mission right from the very start to destroy me. She was just a ghost. She was way to good to be true. She was a phantom that approached me in Chicago, took my soul on a trip through heaven, and then dropped it off in hell. Then she jetted off to destroy the next ninja that deserves it. That’s what I believe. But now I’ve finally crawled back out of Hell. I’ve brushed off the rubble. I live again. I have regained my strength. I can now clearly see the whole picture of what the deal is. She was just sent here from beyond to teach me something…

Jelly Nuts
So have you learned from this?

Violent J
Yes… I have. I learned that EASY E was right all along… Yeah, about what? Easy was right when he said.. (Grabbing the tape recorder from the table and holding it right up to his mouth) ALL BITCHES AINT SHIT!!! JUGGALO NINJAS AND NINJETS! STAY DOWN WITH THE FUCKIN’ CLOWN BECAUSE GOD KNOWS I?MMA STAY DOWN WITH YA’LL! PEACE! CLOWN LOVE! SEE YOU ON THE CARNIVAL GROUNDS BABY! IT’S OUR WORLD!!!

Shouts out to my homies Turd Crunch, Frog Bone, My boy Dirty Bun, Skinny P, Mud Lip, Slap Face, Slap Happy and Poop, Brussel Bean, my boys down on Dragoon, Poo Bear, Stinky Shit, Bubble Love, Sour Lip, Zit, Duck Mouth, Belly Hair, Slop Eye, Smoke Ryda, Dumpster Tooth, Cheddar Face, Big Moon, Crooked Toilet… My homies Shovel Dust, Tickle Foot, Stab Monkey down on Casper… My boys Max Melt and West Side Lester, Doo Doo Tongue… My dogs captain Kayos, Turn Buckle, D-Oay, Spank, Booger, The Red Baron,

(And that was it. He tossed the tape recorder back in my lap and kept yelling fake names until he and Billy Bill walked clean out of the building and drove away. Well Juggalos, I’m glad that I got to hear all of this first hand. He never stopped screaming the whole time of the interview. He never slowed down either. Continuously flailing his arms around, standing up, sitting and standing again. He seemed genius at times and yet, straight up insane at others. Billy Bill stayed with him the whole time. Billy seemed all too familiar with what J had to say about the struggling in the beginning and was probably reminiscing it all himself. J and Billy lumped up and took oft so fast that I’m sure they were happy to finally get it all over with. I’m equally as glad that it’s all over. After all, my ass still hurts from sitting on it for four hours straight. If there’s anybody still out there reading this… Until next time… Peace and good bye.)

Whoop whoop Oolong Johnson :

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@sazarah – this one.  

  awfully paranoid, arent you?   

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nice interview

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This was a fun read. Thanks! 

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Flashback to the old days when people did interviews instead of live Facebook streams where they flex their jealousy muscles and tear ducts

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FuckYoRebelFlagg said
Flashback to the old days when people did interviews instead of live Facebook streams where they flex their jealousy muscles and tear ducts  

Social Media has become a problem for several celebrities. 

 

Who would’ve ever thought that unfiltered access to your every thought could be detrimental for working with the public?

Whoop whoop MASTERWEEDO :

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bump.

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