Bury Me Alive lyrics

I don't give a fuck right Dead face with the eyes white Intimidate you



with my eye sight I try and hide from the average every day we start



from static Live with the maggots, masses with the black magic My



shits for killers with the twiztid tags on they backs My shits for



killers who walk around with an axe My shits for killers that



screamin I would rather die Then see you motha fuckas doin MTV



live You can keep the main streem light and all the hoes I'm steady



cussin in videos for juggalos I'm underground were the dead don't



sleep Keep us a secret to the world and watch the posse creep So if



you feel me why don't you bury me alive Bury me alive Run with the



psychopathic hatchet man Bury me alive, bury me alive Keep it in



your clique fuck the outside (2x) Strictly for the juggalos bitch I



thought you knew Cuz we sealin up the mainstreem ears with Krazy



Glue So they can't hear a word we say We stay with the stages



voodoo them bitches wouldn't understand it anyway Walk with an



axe when the sun falls Talkin through the Oijue board for



predictions of the holocaust Give a fuck less about a video or air



play We stayin under here and screamin at they head grave This is



your shit it was made for you Don't let the radio influence you and



tell you what to listen to And everyone at MTV can suck my dick



Tellin me we'd be the shit if they labeled up a buzz clip Fuck that, we



be beneath the underground We role with the hatchet you can hear



the wicked sound In your ear drums, don't let the others get a taste



And if they start to bump it then smack 'em in the face And then bury



me alive, bury me alive Run with the psychopathic hatchet man Bury



me alive, bury me alive Keep it in your clique fuck the outside (2x)



With the barial buckshot God damn they ruthless (2x) This ain't no



club so their ain't nobody dancin I only fuck with the dead and my



motha fuckin chanses Chanses are, you outta luck when you fuckin



with the killers Psychopathic fuck you we be the illest Keepin the



realist like everybody else who in that I'm in the back in black



chillin with a thirty pack When we attack we have your whole crew



show Yo fake hoes know Twiztid wrote the god damn joke And I don't



give a fuck perpetraders you can suck my nut Say you want the



album but don't know a single cut You a band wagon rider givin



juggalo's a bad name We'll fuck you up for that, bitch this ain't no



fuckin game Fuck all that shit that they print role Magazines, and



toilet paper glorified for the assholes Fuck publication, sindication



Music segregation, cuz we run underneath the nation So bury me



alive, bury me alive Run with the psychopathic hatchet man Bury me



alive, bury me alive Keep it in your clique fuck the outside (2x) With



the barial buckshot God damn they ruthless (2x)
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