Shittalkaz Lyrics By Twiztid

(feat. Blaze & ICP)

Yo this is serious shit right here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck around
You know what I'm sayin'?
So if you diss me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll with
You know what?
Y'all done fucked up
Here go the shittalkin'

You's a bitch ass hoe
What you really know about killas for real though?
Stainin' my freek show, gang of lunatics
We the rebels for the dead
Fuckin' with us you lose your muthafuckin' head
And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital
Callin' me this, callin' me that
Cause you's a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap
With the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair fights where I'm from
Maniac and I'ma stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you come back, nigga fuck that
I'm the poster child of death
I'ma keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' that so fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Man I don't give a fuck how many records you sell
Stories you tell, nigga check yourself
And fuck that bitch that you're with too
When the shit go down, where the fuck your crew?
Probably at home bumpin' someone else
When the shit went down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say something
Too many niggas wanna beat me up
Steal my shit, slap my bitch
I'm like fuck this
Now you know what it's like
To deal with real killas that don't play, everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get some?
Seven video channels for my victims
I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

We the things that go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you, you need to get some shit right
Bitch who you think you're fuckin' with?
We keep this shit like a track meet, we be runnin' it
With the hatchet on the back
While other bitches suckin' sour tits for air time and similac
We say fuck that, matter of fact
You tainted our style bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean shit when you get fucked up
So fuck your set, and fuck your crew
And fuck every muthafucka around and down with you
And you ain't puttin' nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
And I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Hoe ass hoes, we stomp those hoes
How the fuck you gonna step to Dark Carnival juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, night breeders
No little bitch faggots with blonde
So anytime you see me in public
You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of dick
You can keep your muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and stay real
And burn down your little TV set
String Carson up with razor wire wrapped around his neck
Cause that's how we do all day
Cross to the other side bitch you're gonna pay
We stay on the dark side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked clowns
Heads are finna get chopped off, and slit
Bout to take it way beyond talkin' shit

Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the champs undisputed
We don't need your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we please
**** who's coat you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a song
You got his dick buried so far up your ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like that
And **** tried to warn ya
And there you are receiving the dick in California
While you gettin' fucked on the West coast
I'm at home fuckin' Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out hoes
And fuck anybody denying the juggalos
Come to the underground and get bit
Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!

Controversy Lyrics By Twiztid

[Intro]
They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill my head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see it in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

[Monoxide]
Sip blood spit with the wicked
Never in the mood to kick it, I'm an asshole
I've been prescripted and prescribed
And probably until I die enough pills to keep me high on
I'm looking for Zion, lost in space
And that's the only place I really feel safe
The government's chasing me to go and fight some war
And I can't front, I don't have a clue what they fighting for
Lies galore from Lincoln to Al Gore
Now we hide under a Bush and I can't take it anymore,
I want to try to find a way to understand,
Besides the good weed, what the fuck's in Afghanistan?
Can't trust 'em chuck said it best
And Imma take it till I finally rest
Now I got an X on my head
Like I'm supposed to fear,
I'm just a target but bitch I'm still here

[Chorus]
They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill my head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

[Jamie Madrox]
Discover the secrets behind the magical realm
Look in the sky clouds are stitches of time
The visual evolution of the after glow
You have to know
There's more to a hero than a thunder bolt
Will it strike in the same place, same time
Blowing off appendages like land mines
Behind the disguise lies identity with vital stats
Borderline maniacs and aristocrats
Prognosticators, foretelling the outcome
Environmental movement up rise the sun
Cataclysmic anomaly will mutate the family
With radiation sickness recorded on photography,
Time life magazine interview with Nostradamus
Written in quatrains the dark days are upon us,
Being honest had a feeling that it would come to pass
Then in '79 the ozone started to crack, and we're still here

[Chorus]
They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill my head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

[Jamie Madrox]
And with the atmosphere pressure see the insects swarming
90 degrees in winter time, global warming
The asteroids keep falling from outer space
Is it alien life forms trying to communicate?
Better rope off the area and quarantine the flock,
Vaccinate for chemical scars and chicken pox,
Everyone is infected as the panic sets in,
And the president's on every channel answering questions

[Monoxide]
Anticipated like a UFO
And everybody's standing hillside waiting to go
And for all that we know we could've just been sold
By the government to aliens for god only knows
I can't help it that I'm feeling like this
If I an think it, it can happen
And I can think of some crazy shit
I try to keep in control
I'm going outta my skull
All I can do is sit and watch it unfold

[Chorus]
They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill my head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill my head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

Call Me Lyrics By Twiztid

[Jamie Madrox]
Hey. What's up? Uhh, I just got out of the studio. I'm trying to give you a call and see if we're still on for tonight. So,
uhh, call me back and we can see if we can get things poppin. Alright call me. *click*

[Monoxide Child]
Hey. What's going on? Just calling to make sure that we're still doing that thing tonight. Make sure you ain't forgot about
me, you know what I'm saying? Make sure you give me a call? 8 o'clock give me a call. Peace. *click*

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hey. Sup? You told me to call you. We're supposed to do something or whatever. Aight well check this out. I'ma try calling
you back 3-4 more times before you answer, alright? But uhh, yea. We'll do something fresh tonight. *click*

[Monoxide Child]
Hey. What's going on? It's like quarter after 8, you know what I'm saying? I'm getting a little worried. Maybe you're about
to stand me up or some shit. You need to let me know what the fucks going on or something. God ble- it's freezing out here.
Give me a fucking call! Peace. *click*

[Jamie Madrox]
Hey. What's up? It's me again. It's 9:30. What the fucks going on? I thought we said we were fucking doing something. Call
me back. Aight, peace. Bye. Whatever the fuck. *click*

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hey. What the fucks going on over there? I called you 4-5-6 time's man. You ain't answering man. Where you at? Supposed to
be meeting up with me. I thought we were gonna go to the roller rink and shit tonight man. What the fucks going on? Call me.

[Jamie Madrox]
Hey look. If you don't wanna fucking hang out with me, that's fine. But at least have the fucking common decency to give
someone a call, alright? Just fucking call me. Alright, bye. Take care of your fucking fat ass. Bitch.

Unrational Lyrics By Twiztid

[Mr. Bones]
Depending on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics
The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it?
Nod your head so I know you're down with me
When I'm spitting and preaching on my philosophy
Can I begin with a fuck you
To all of you
Mothafuckers talking shit about me and and my fucking crew
My mind's in space like an astronaut
I'm weighing in a little bigger than a mothafucking juggarnaut
I'm on the edge, down to fold ya
Like a soldier
I'm crazier than Ray Liotta
I thought I told ya
Now I'm here
To paint my lyrics on your ear drums
Your brain is the canvas
Cannibus
I smoke some
Get dome
Ill is my mindstate
I demonstrate
Performance and skills derived from my lyrical traits
I pack the formula to styles like a chemist
Balancing the chemicals and imbreed pecimisst
My appearal, black hat, black shirt
Getting more pussy than Captain Kirk
My fame comes and goes like the threat of war
Ready the troops, feel the wrath of my sword
My tongue cuts your mind with the depth of a razor
Picking off the target with the infrared laser
Breakdown, because I'm ticking like a time bomb
Paranoid, schizophrenic, nervous, never calm
I feel the tension of life, no other way to relieve
Unless I stop for a second and I breathe....

[Chorus]
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical

[Mr. Bones]
Another dimension
I never hesitate to mention
About the Retro Horror Music plus the brain dead;
it causes tension
Inside of my mind because I'm blind to the facts
Of the truth
Troubled times equal pain in a nigga's youth
Shoot
On my boot
For a needle in my vein
Feel the shockwaves travel straight to my brain
And I might be tripping up off the flashbacks
Pessimistic rhyme
Plus the mind
Causes heart attacks
Artifacts
Covered with dirt
In the ground is the bones
Fossils of the past
Follow the path to my haunted home
Once again it's on
Cause I come back from the grave
Diobolical mind in '96, I'm on the rave
Can you contain the metamorphosis of evolution
Eardrums pounding from my loud noise pollution
Confusion
I got more power than Ultraman
and Shazzam
Dramatical
Yes, I'm unrational

[Chorus]
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds...

[Mr. Bones]
Motivated by the rhythm
To bring life to the instrumental
Taking my abstract sound to another level
And bringin' forth the lyrics that you can't fuck with
And if you smell something stanking, that's me,
cause I'm the shit
Check the hit
A lyricist is my profile
Leaving suckas stanking while I'm stepping in the meanwhile
No smile
Because I'm known to be able
This wicked
Pass me the microphone and watch me kick it
As I dazzle the crowd and compile the rage
With the speed and agility of a hurricane
I'm the man, you know that I'm dramatical
Peep this shit, yo, the tune is unrational

[Chorus]
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
See how it sounds, a little unrational
A lot of MC's like to use the word dramatical

Twiztid (intro) Lyrics By Twiztid

Gather round children as we come together
To make up the undesirable, mortal worthlessness
We are the down trodden, forgotten stains in the pavement
The disfigured shadows cast by the moon on the hollowed cemetary grounds
It is a shame that it had to come to this
But in the course of battle
There's never time too worse the casualties of war
Only to take action
If you stand not by my side
I have no choice but to assume that you stand against me
And woe is he who dons the title of my enemy
For their suffering will be eternal in the depths of hell
Which side are you on?
There's a war being raised on the streets as well as in my mind
We must rise up, overcome, and take back what's ours
Ladies and Gentleman it gives me grave pleasure
To bring to you old school Twiztid

Liquid Friend Lyrics By Twiztid

[Mr. Bones]
Well lemme, lemme tell you, a lunatic
escaped from the asylum
I used to dig a hole for the body box, then I'd hide them
In my backyard, another torture in the cellar
A dwella
A rather fucked up young fella
Got bats in my belfry
But nobody helps me
An eye on my enemy
Cause everybody wants to kill me
I find myself in a bottle of liquor
But is it quicker
For me to stick her
Or maybe I should stick you!
What do I do?
My mind is gone with the wind
My mortal sin
Is hidden with a friendly grin
I don't know, what do you think?
I can't see straight
Ad I've had too much to drink
Blink my eyes and try to find my soul
I'm on a roll
More like outta control
Where's my soul?
It must be on a higher plane
I'm insane
With all this butane
In my veins
Swing my head and search for a better half
Everything's funny so I guess I start to laugh
Substance abuse is taking on a new blend
And I owe it all to my liquid friend

They calling me a lowlife, drug addict,
alcoholic son of a bitch
I'm breaking my ass, I'm breaking my ass,
making them dollars, trying to get rich
I spend my loot on drug abuse and then
enhance my state of mind
My soul is in the sky
I fly
My altitude is very high
I fall and crash in the graveyard with the dead
A pale moon hangs in the sky, blood red
Mislead by the demons that I see
I got this paranoid delusion
that everybody wants to kill me
Flashbacks are in my mind, I walk along the wasteland
The tombstones, the wind blows, and something just
touched my hand
I freeze up and can't even get a chance to blink
Where's my liquid friend, because I need another drink

You don't know how it feels to be me
Radio and TV
The strange things that I represent when you hear me
Can you see what I can see
The vision's getting blurry
Future's looking dim so I'm starting to get worried
Making the burn brings for tales of the dead
Prince of pain that laughs
In the path
Of a terminal end
The shadows falling demons begin to hide
The dark dominion, the product of the flip side
My mind, it bleeds tales of alcoholic dreams
Light beams, drug abuse and crack fiends
Substance abuse has gained a new blend
And I owe it all to my liquid friend

Respirator Lyrics By Twiztid

Sometimes you stop to just take a breath
You breathe in the air and you get upset
You don't need to change, you just think you need
A little time alone and away from me
And I'm not the only thing in the world that's in your way
And I know it's hard sometimes
You misunderstand all those things I say

And I don't need anymore, anything to control me
I've thrown my addictions aside again
And I don't need anymore, anything to provoke me
And wonder why I try again
I think that maybe this way that I feel a side effect
From trying to balance my soul, instead I keep dividing it
And hiding it from people who wanna provoke my bad side
And keep it all from bubbling over into a landslide
I'm medicated just hoping that it'll fly by
But sometimes I need to take a breath and I'll be alright
Up all night because all of this is getting to me
I know you probably want to hit me but breathe with me

Sometimes you stop just to take a breath
You breathe in the air and you get upset
You don't want to change, you just think you need
A little time alone and away from me
And I'm not the only thing in the world that's in your way
And I know it's hard sometimes
You misunderstand all those things I say

I sit so hallowed open while others level off at any cost
I've been depraved of things
That people think are such an awful loss
And I lost the race and picked up the pace
My timing's off, I'm well aware
And I can't believe I say those things I say as if I just don't care

Sometimes you stop just to take a breath
You breathe in the air and you get upset
You don't want to change, you just think you need
A little time alone and away from me
And I'm not the only thing in the world that's in your way
And I know it's hard sometimes
You misunderstand all those things I say

And I don't want anymore, all the greed is controlling
The hunger never seems to end
And I don't try anymore, so afraid of devoting
And then I die inside again
I think that maybe this way that I feels a side effect
From trying to balance my soul, well I keep dividing it
I try to get back up when I slip on banana peels
Situations develop out the mist of air it kind of feels
Like breathing in exhaust fumes while exhaling the hate
Os so many day gone days gone bad it all seems to fade
And dilute and pollute and contaminate the breathing air
I'm taking breaths in moderation as if I just don't care

Sometimes you stop just to take a breath
You breathe in the air and you get upset
You don't want to change, you just think you need
A little time alone and away from me
And I'm not the only thing in the world that's in your way
And I know it's hard sometimes
You misunderstand all those things I say

Breathe with me as if I just don't care
Would you breathe with me, as if I just don't care
Breathe with me as if I just don't care
Would you breathe with me, as if I just don't care
Breathe with me as if I just don't care
Would you breathe with me, as if I just don't care

Diemuthafuckadie! Lyrics By Twiztid

That's the shit
Twiztid
Twiztid we give it up wig splits
Wig splits
Wig splits
Twiztid's givin wig splits.
We cracked your head in half
And what shit funny but we laugh
Twiztid running this bitch for nine dash
A car crash is no equivalent
We far from innocent
Crossing the valley and we gets ignorant.
Acting belligerent on the daily
Hoping that somebody insult me
But I guess I'm dead wrong
All by myself
Fuck everyone else I'm in a hole
And I can't breathe my lungs swole.
Bad dreams when I sleeping
Everybody constantly creeping
Feelin so weak and I can't see em
My conscience keep leaving me .
Falling in and out
Waking up with bullets of sweat and cotton mouth
Them down south niggas don't know about this
And niggas on the West side way too pissed.
Because it's East side niggas talking hardcore shit
Enough to get the North side hit, we the shit
We legit like a muthafucka
Chilling with million dollar peoples.
Digging up graves and acting evil
You looking for the sequel
More like something close to equal
You rappers don't even sequel with bitches in Toledo. What?
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
I smoke too many cigarettes and get high too much
Don't work enough
Shit is too rough
I could give a fuck less if the whole world blow up
Or what gang signs niggas throw up
I'm too fed up to keep my head up
So I let it drag
Can't afford a belt so my pants sag.
Everybody seems to be a fag or a lesbian
But what the fuck happened is what I'm questioning
The president is prejudice against you and me
Then he'd be taking half our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me that's another smack in the face
We need to burn the White House and piss in his face
And every judge should do a minimum of twenty to life
If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't right
And every cop should be beat like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer till it turn to spring.
Shove a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in their ass
Because the pigs don't get no class
They get their wigs spilt
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
My life is tearin to pieces
Fuck you I hope you die
In the casket where I lie
And burn my body so I wont attract flies
In my eye's a look of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist once or twice
Now I can split your wig with my aluminum bat
Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain dead rap
And you can call it this or that
But I swing to the other
Word to the Monoxide Child, my brother
No other represent this
Effervescent knowledge for Twiztid education
I got the lesson
Bloody text book
Kill the next motherfucker that look
And always shaken ya never shook yeah
Get your wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt bitch and we out
Tell these motherfuckers what we talking about
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Die, die
Diemuthafucka diemuthafuckadie
Muthafucka die (yeah,yeah)
Muthafucka die (yeah,yeah)
Won't you die
Mothafucka die (yeah,die)
Mothafucka die (yeah,die)
Forget you mothafuckas
Yeah, yeah
Die mothafucka
Die
Die...

Whatthefuck!! Lyrics By Twiztid

He just walked up out of the rain
I swear to god that's all it was to it.
I just brought him here.
You have a room for him?
Uh yes 13
Hey can I leave now
Fuck you
It's alright alright it don't matter to me
He's probably listening.
If he is I've got one thing to say
This is the last Halloween for that lousy factory of his
Pretty wild shit going on in their, I I heard rumors
Like what, what'd you hear?
This year I'm gonna get me about a case and a half
Of Malatove cocktails, burn that son of a bitch right down.
Last Halloween for them.
So whatthefuck
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Hey yo, fuck everybody that ain't down with us.
Superstars incorporated label us, infamous.
Niggas is ridiculous for trying to replicate our contexts.
Not equivalent to my terror, they suffer broke necks.
Bitch ass niggas is trying to imitate my real-estate.
So me and Monoxide Child we had to migrate
Like ducks in the winter
We sinners with the halos.
Left the company in the dust for lack of payroll.
Now we stable
On our feet, willing and able
To switch it from your groin to your naval
You wanna talk of fables
I turn the tables like the exorcist
Dominate your cerebellum so don't stand next to this
Multiple equation, abrasion to your mindstate
Inquisitive minds and eyes dilate
While I dominate on the underground level
I'm not the devil with no whores, pitchforks or shovels
So can you dig it I be Jamie Madrox bleach white like Mr.Clorox
Be cold like Mr.Thomas but I don't be claiming White Sox
My Louisville Slugger, my weapon for bashing brains
Leavin' competition tangled in chains like I was Pinhead
A Cenobite, livin' at night
Afraid of sunlight
Police told to shoot on sight
You think they might?
If they do I'll return fire at rapid speeds
Show them bitches a trick I got up my sleeve
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased, will your body rest in peace?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul get's released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
Tell you the truth it's like this
Everybody can suck my dick
And I could give a fuck less bitch.
You ain't shit
And I'ma be the first to tell
I got your family all hostage and they burnin in hell
True, I sold my soul, I never did shit with it
But I could give a fuck about it
So I know that I could live without it.
A constant struggle to get to the top
Increase the deceased, let it pop then watch 'em drop
Pressing the button stopping at nothing
You fuck with grown folks
Kids you better think before you say something
All up your crib, what looking for goods
Scream style muthafuckas with them masks in the hoods
It ain't good remember that
All you suckers on the Internet
Thinking it's cool but we ain't into that.
Sitting in my room alone mad depressed
Relieve the stress by sticking pencils in my chest
God bless a bag of weed
So I can get high and get back at you suckers in music
With some shit to make your ears bleed
Proceed to talk that shit, it's all wack
I'm gonna get high and pay the whole world back
Increase the deceased
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Increase the deceased will your body rest in peace? )
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (Now that your soul is released when your body rot's)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah (In the grave will you have time to pray?)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah. (Hoping that your soul will be saved)
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck, whatthefuck yeah
So whatthefuck
Whatthefuck bitches I.S.I. in this bitch!
Yeah...

We Don't Die Lyrics By Twiztid

We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with heart
But is cold as ice and broken twice
Now I walk with an axe
Dressed in all jet black with contacts
Straight maniac
Warlock, Samhain and Salem's Lot
Sand through the hour glass ticking of the clock

If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious thing on the market since date rape
We the dead
We don't explain or feel pain, beserko
Keep it underground to maintain
Bitch you better checknuts
I'm doing voodoo in 66 in 6 months
Ridin' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it's like that

Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

Coming up outta the ground
From the underground tunnel of dirt
Keep away from the mainstream lover
Just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
Can't hurt?
What bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press?
With a bitch name tatted on your chest
Me and muthafuckin' madrox, hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people who don't get the point
We dont die

Uh huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless on how you feel
Freek shit
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics
As long as y'all rock this we won't quit
We do it all for y'all, I mean that shit
Everyone of y'all means everything to me
We breathe for y'all, that's why we call it the family

Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

It's hard to explain the element my
Self inflicted pain
Were not positive, and upliftin'
Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit
What I live what I breath
Casted out Mutant X like his disease
Still trying to ban our sound
Cuz supposedly it would be resurrecting
The dead from under hollow ground

You in the dead zone, 10 points for us
You smellin' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust
Plus, you can't trust him
But I can bust him in half
Sit back and laugh at all the shit I did
Can you do that?
Could you school that?
Better yet, I'm a wigged serial killa
Type war death
Freekshow, different from the rest
But I, love it though
Put you to the test

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Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killas, we don't die
Freeks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die