Juggalo Island Carousel

[Intro]
[record scratch]
Click-clack
Tiny bells, then a laugh
(mask on) mirror cracks
[Verse 1]
Pull up on the sand, face paint still wet
Candy in the cooler, but the blade’s in the net
Smiley on my cheek, but the teeth don’t bless
I’m a game you don’t play, you just fail that test
Sharp tongue, park rides, rusted on the coast
Every bar clown-colored, but it cut like a ghost
You a plush toy, stuffed talk, stitched-up flex
I’m the glitch in the scene, put a hex on your text
Cotton-candy clouds, but the rain drip tar
You a background extra, I’m the frame of the scar
Talk tough in the chat, go quiet in the yard
I turn soft boys hard, then I tear ’em apart (yeah)
[Chorus]
Welcome to Juggalo Island
Where the cute turn violent
Music box spin, then the world go silent
Pop, pop, pop, that bubble in your eyelid
Chant “whoop whoop” when we wildin’
Sweet drip, teeth like a trident
You can smile on the boat, stay smilin’
But you leave as a ghost from the island
[Verse 2]
Freestyle freak show, spit raw static
Your verse all plastic, mine cult-classic
Arcade in my skull run red high scores
Every line new gore on the backroom doors
Anime eyes, see the frames in your bluff
You skip scenes, I speedrun the rough
Spin-kick syllables, cyclone spit
You a dub so dry, get wiped, that’s it
Cherry-red sand, beach ball full of lead
Every punchline bounce off the side of your head
I’m a sugar-rush demon on a cotton-crazed trip
Turntables carve names when the records skip (skrrt)
[Chorus]
Welcome to Juggalo Island
Where the cute turn violent
Music box spin, then the world go silent
Pop, pop, pop, that bubble in your eyelid
Chant “whoop whoop” when we wildin’
Sweet drip, teeth like a trident
You can smile on the boat, stay smilin’
But you leave as a ghost from the island
[Bridge]
[music box detunes, low rumble grows]
Ring around the campfire, all face paint
Some pray, some don’t, some hearts faint
One coin flip, pick fun or fate
But the ferris wheel don’t stop once it ate (ha)
[Chorus]
Welcome to Juggalo Island
Where the cute turn violent
Music box spin, then the world go silent
Pop, pop, pop, that bubble in your eyelid
Chant “whoop whoop” when we wildin’
Sweet drip, teeth like a trident
You can smile on the boat, stay smilin’
But you leave as a ghost from the island (whoop whoop)

rap, High-energy underground hip-hop with male vocals, blending crunchy bubblegum bass, stuttering turntable cuts, and detuned music box plinks over a dark ambient bed. Verses ride a deep, athletic flow with bounce and aggressive battle punchlines; choruses lean into chant-along hooks with layered gang vocals and cartoonish sound FX swells. Occasional anime-style vocal chops and distorted noise risers punctuate transitions, drums stay punchy and elastic for a pit-ready feel., noise, tone, dark ambient, hardcore, underground rap, bounce, horrorcore, freestyle, anime, deep flow, turntablism