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We Don't Die

 

We Don't Die

(album: Freek Show - 2000)


We ain't underground by accident
There's only a select few that can handle this
Freak shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with a 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
Riding in a digged out hearse with gold spokes
Puffing on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it's like that

[Chorus:]
Axe Murderers, we don't die
Serial Killers, we don't die
Freaks of the Night, we don't die
We get high, we don't die

Coming up outta the ground
From the underground tunnel I dug
To 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?
With you bitch motherfuckers making love to the press?
With a bitch name tatted on your chest
Me and motherfucking' madrox, haunting the joint
Bringing death to the people that don't get the point
We don't die

Uh huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless on how you feel
Freak shit
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and running 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 bleed for y'all, that's why we call it the family

[Chorus]

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

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

[Chorus x4]

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