Shaggy 2 Dope - Make It Happen Lyrics

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Theres no stopping me, though everybody tries
Its a one track course, labeled a destiny to shine
No motherfcker best get in my path
My hands, your neck, bitch, do the math
I be stompin, rompin, rumbling through
Leavin piles of bodies behind me like the bird flu
Juggalos slappin face off, no question
Whippin through these hoes with harmful intentions
They call me Sewer Dweller, cause I live in the shit
Deep in the dirt, and far down beneath it
But its time for us to rise, every full moons eve
And servin you fools with the Headless Boogie
Possessed by the Carnival, speakin in tounges
Usin human leg bones to beat my voodoo drums
And the shit dont stop til the morning sun
I make it happen, motherfcker, for Juggalo Love

I make it HAPPEN!
With no questions asked
I make it HAPPEN!
Like its my only task
Im sick of the truth
And Im sick of the lies
Its about to happen, NOW
JUGGALOS, ALRIGHT!
I make it HAPPEN!
Since the day of my birth
I make it HAPPEN!
For all its worth
Im sick of the truth
And Im sick of the lies
Its about to happen, NOW
JUGGALOS, ALRIGHT!

Its all bad, no good, comin out your mouth
Im gonna rip your jaw off and cut your tongue out
Yous venomous fcker, slitherin bitch
Nuttin you can say, nuttin can stop this death wish
Now you runnin from the script, and beat down with the hatchet
Cause you see the majors claimin and you cant seem to catch it
But its just out your reach, youre never gonna grab it
Stupid motherfcker, bitin is for faggots
Your lightbulb popped, and your spotlight broke
You got dragged through the mud, now your name is a joke
You can kiss my ass, first off this, faggot

Dont forget to fck the fck off, second
Aint no time machines here, pal, youre fcked
Your momma shouldve taught you how to keep your mouth shut
If it wasnt for bad, youd have no luck
I make it happen, motherfcker, get off my nuts

Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
I cant here you, yo, where my hatchet-swingers?RIGHT HERE!
Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
Where my hatchet-swingers?HERE!
I cant here you, yo, where my hatchet-swingers?RIGHT HERE!

When the hatchet attacks, its known to split backs
Runnin rabid through your hood like a rabid Hulkamaniac
In the blink off an eye, we get the bitch slappin
Aint no time for fckin around, we make it happen