| We aint underground by accident
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| Its only a select few that can handle this
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| Freek shit!
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| Apparition of a poltergiest
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| Blessed with a heart but its cold as ice
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| And broken twice
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| Now I walk with an axe
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| Dressed in all jet black with contacts
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| Straight maniac
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| Warlock
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| Sam hain of salems lot
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| Sand through the hour glass
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| Tickin of the clock
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| If you dont know by now its too late
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| We the most serious things on the market since date rape
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| We the dead, we dont explain or feel pain, bezerko
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| Keep it underground and maintain
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| Bitch you better check nuts
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| Im doin voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months
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| Ridin in a dipped out hearse with gold spokes
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| Puffin on a two ton blunt with dead folks
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| And its like that
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die!
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| Comin up outta the ground from the underground tunnel I dug
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| To keep away from the mainstream love
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| I just want somebody to move and get hurt
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| Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
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| Cant work
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| With you bitch muthafuckas makin love to the press
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| With a bitch name tatted on your chest
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| Me and mufuckin madrox
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| Hauntin the joint
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| Bringin death to the people that dont get the point
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| We dont die…
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| Uh-huh, we unreal
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| Just like a seven dollar bill
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| Voice my opinion regardless of how you feel
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| Freek shit!
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| It aint about being rich
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| Its about juggalos and runnin with lunatics
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| As long as yall rock this we wont quit
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| We do it all for yall… i mean that shit
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| Every one of yall means everything to me We breathe for yall, thats why we call it family
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die!
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| We try to explain
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| The element of my self inflicted pain
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| Were not positive and uplifting, fuck you!
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| Walk a mile in our shoes
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| Experience hard times and payin helly dues
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| Freek shit!
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| What I live, what I breathe
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| Cast out mutant x like hes diseased
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| Still they try to ban our sound
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| Cause supposedly it be resurrectin the dead from under hollow ground
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| You in the dead zone, ten points for us You smellin cigarette smoke right before your lungs bust
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| You cant trust em But I can bust em in half
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| And sit back and laugh
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| At all the shit I did
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| Can you do that?
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| Could you school that?
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| Better yet
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| Im the wigged out serial killa type war vet
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| Freek show!
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| Different than the rest
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| But I love it though
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| Put you to the test
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die!
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die!
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die!
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| Axe murderers!
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| We dont die!
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| Serial killas!
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| We dont die!
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| Freeks of the night!
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| We dont die!
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| We get high!
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| We dont die! |