Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Juggalo Party, artist - Twiztid. Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Juggalo Party |
| It’s a juggalo party |
| Every Hallowicked! |
| Put yo' axe up |
| Every Hallowicked! |
| I love the way the leaves turn orange |
| And pumpkins seem to be on each and everybody’s porch |
| But bitch, it’s Halloween, I’m tryin' to raise the dead |
| And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead |
| Bitch, fuck Halloween, it’s Hallowicked |
| It’s like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas |
| Is you wit' us? |
| Then keep yo' axe held high |
| Cause trick-or-treatin's for fags bitch, we wanna die |
| I can’t afford a costume so I came as self |
| All high and sweaty, just a picture of health |
| Trick-or-treat, bag snatchin' ain’t shit for the bitch |
| Run these Pay Day’s, Almond Joys, and barbecue potato chips |
| No more knockin' on the door |
| We mashin' on the floor and shit |
| And we ain’t leavin' till we heavin' up some blood and shit |
| Fuck a mothafuckin' Twix, bitch |
| I’d rather roll with the clique of lunatics |
| That’s now known as TWIZTID! |
| Tell me do you want the wicked shit? |
| HELL YEAH! |
| Tell me do you want the wicked shit? |
| HELL YEAH! |
| Tell me do you want the wicked shit? |
| HELL YEAH! |
| Wicked shit! |
| HELL YEAH! |
| Wicked shit! |
| HELL YEAH! |
| Every Hallowicked, it’s another killin' spree |
| Choppin' people up with the axe for hatin' me |
| I got a long list to fill |
| Some bitches and ex-friends |
| I promise you the bitches’ll die before the night ends |
| I got a Hallowicked blunt to smoke with all of y’all |
| My name is Blaze, let me introduce you to my chainsaw |
| What it sound like choppin' your neck |
| Bullet holes in my chest |
| Like a straight up vet |
| I’m the dead body waitin' to stick yo' ass up |
| And fuck yo' ass up |
| If you with me, throw yo' hands up |
| And show your dead homie Blaze how you rock |
| Hallowicked till infinity, the wicked shit’ll never stop |
| We get this bitch so high that my head is spinnin' |
| Fuck every jugga-ho is how the fuck I’m feelin' |
| This is some of that scary, it won’t quit |
| Juggalos, tell me do you want the mothafuckin' wicked shit? |
| It’s my favorite time to haunt the streets |
| Anybody Killa! |
| Snatchin' all yo' goodies and handin' out bloody treats |
| Fuck a costume, I’m scary enough |
| Devil’s Night, Hallowicked, get yo' axe, raise em' up |
| I can smell the souls and the spirits |
| And every Hallowicked when the clouds blow by, I can hear em' |
| Tellin' me to celebrate the dead for life |
| And every Hallowicked night |
| Stab everything in sight |
| I love it when it rains every Halloween |
| My nose runnin' like a faucet |
| While I’m steady tryin' to trick-or-treat |
| Wagglin' my dick at every jack-o-lantern I see |
| Until your mom gets mad and calls the cops on me |
| Hallowicked is the only day of the year I get to be myself |
| Instead of trying to be normal like you or anybody else |
| Psychopathic in this bitch, you know how we ride |
| Madrox, Twiztid for life, EASTSIIIIDE! |