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Music video awards, alright
summit, check it out
Just talked to Alex, Warped
Big goin' on big things, VH1
of all I got y'all on Jenny Jones
Tour with Manson, Billboard
Where the are rolling at the end and shit
Friday videos, Rolling Stone Magazine

I got y'all on MTV's, Rock and
Summertime, spring break, volleyball, time tour
Ricki Lake, perform with Biz kit
Right before Coolio
(Big things)
Right Coolio and right after Mase
That's it in between and uh, Spin Magazine
I got on that Real World cast
(Channel 3)

I'm workin' on y'all for road rules
(I you)

And I got y'all on the cover of Nickelodeon
I don't give a fuck right, dead with the eyes white,
Intimidate you my eyesight, I try to hide from the average
Everyday we static, live with the maggots
of the black magic, my shit's for killas
With the tags on they backs, my shit's for killas

Who walk around with a axe, my shit's for
Screaming I would die
Than see you muthafuckas doin' MTV
You can the mainstream light in all the hoes
I'm steady cussin' in videos for
I'm underground where the dead don't
us a secret to the world and watch the posse increase
So if you why don't you bury me alive

me alive
Run with the Psychopathic man
(Aight)
me alive
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in clique fuck the outside

me alive
(Bury me alive)
Run with the Psychopathic man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
it in your clique fuck the outside

Strictly for the juggalos, bitch, I thought you
'Cuz we sealing up the ears with crazy glue
So can't hear a word we say
We stage speak of voodoo
Them bitches wouldn't it anyway
Walk with an axe when the sun
Talkin' through the quiji
For predictions of the
Give a fuck less a video or airplay

We stay unedited and till they head ring
This is your shit, it was for you
Don't let the radio influence you and you what to listen to
And everyone at MTV can my dick, tellin' me we'll be the shit
If they label us a buzz clip, man that
We deep beneath the underground, we with the hatchet
You can the wicked sound in your eardrums
Don't let the others get a taste and if start to bump it
Go and smack them in they face and bury me alive

me alive
Run the Psychopathic hatchet man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in clique fuck the outside

With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they ruthless With a of buckshot, goddamn they ruthless
This ain't no scene, so ain't nobody dancin'
I only fuck with the dead and my advances
Chances are you outta luck when you with the killas
Psychopathic fuck it we be the illest, keep it the
Like else doing that, I'm in the back in black
Chillin' a bloody axe
When we we have your whole crew shook

You fake hoes know Twiztid wrote the book
And I don't give a fuck, perpetrators you can suck my
Say you bought the album but don't a single cut
You's a bandwagon rida givin' juggalos a bad
We'll fuck you up for that, bitch, this ain't no game
Fuck all that shit they print bro, magazines is toilet paper
for the assholes
Fuck publications, syndications, segregation
'Cuz we run beneath the

So bury me
me alive
Run with the hatchet man
(Aight)
me alive
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your fuck the outside

With a flurry of buckshot, they ruthless
With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they

Bury me
Run the Psychopathic hatchet man
(Aight)
me alive
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your fuck the outside

Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Run with the hatchet man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your clique fuck the