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I dont give a ***********, right! |
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Dead face with the eyes white. |
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Intimidate you with my eyesight. |
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Im trying to hide from the average. |
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Everyday we startin static. |
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Livin with the maggots. |
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Masters of the black magic. |
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My ***********ts for killas with the twiztid tats on they backs. |
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My ***********ts for killas who walk around with the ax. |
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My ***********ts for killas screamin i would rather die. |
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Then see you motha ***********as doin mtv live. |
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You can keep the mainstream life and all the ho's. |
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I'm steady cussin in video's. |
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For juggalos. |
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Im underground where the dead don't sleep. |
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Keep us a secret to thw world and watch the posse increase. |
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So if you feel me then bury me alive. |
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[chorus 2x] |
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Bury me alive(bury me alive). |
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Run with the psychopathic hatchet. |
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Then hide! |
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Bury me alive(bury me alive). |
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Keep it in yo kliq and *********** the outside. |
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[jamie maddrox] |
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Strickly for the juggalos, *********** i thought you knew. |
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Cause we sealin up the mainstream ears with crazy glue |
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So they can hear a word we say. |
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We stay twiztid, speakin voodoo them *********** wouldn't understand it |
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Anyway. |
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Walk with a ax when the sun falls. |
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Talkin to the ouija board for predictions of the holocaust. |
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Give a *********** less about video or airplay. |
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We stay ?? and scream till the head break. |
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This is your ***********t it was made for you. |
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Dont let the radio influence you. |
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And tell you what to listen to. |
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And everybody at mtv can suck my ***********. |
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Tellin me we'd be the ***********t if they labeled us a buzz clip. |
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Man *********** that! |
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We be beneath the ground. |
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We rose with the hatchet, you can hear the wicked sound. |
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In your eardrums, dont let the others get a taste. |
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And if they start bump it, it gonna smack them in the face. |
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Then bury my alive. |
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[chorus 1x] |
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"with a fury of buckshots. |
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God damn they ruthless." 2x |
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[monoxide child] |
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This aint no ???? so nobody dancin. |
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I only *********** with the dead and my motha *********** advances. |
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Chances are, you outta luck when you *********** with the killas. |
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Psychopathic, *********** it we be the illest. |
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Keeo it the realist. |
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Like everybody else that be doin that. |
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Im in the back in black, chillin with the bloody ax. |
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When we attack. |
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We have your whole crew shook. |
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You fake ho's know, twiztid wrote the god damn book. |
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[jamie maddrox] |
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And i dont give a ***********. |
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Perpatrators you can suck my nuts. |
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Say you bought the album, but dont know a single cut. |
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You's a bandwagon rida givin juggalo's a bad name. |
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We'll *********** you up for that, *********** this aint no *********** game. |
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*********** all that ***********t that the print wrote. |
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Magazines is toilet paper, glorified for the assholes. |
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*********** publication. |
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Syndication. |
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Music segragation. |
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Cause we run beneath the nation. |
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So bury me alive. |
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[chorus 1x] |
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"with a fury of buckshots. |
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God damn they ruthless." 2x |
