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Music video awards, y'all
Teen summit, it out
Just talked to Alex, Tour
Big things on big things, VH1
First of all I got on Jenny Jones
Tour Marilyn Manson, Billboard
Where the credits are rolling at the end and
Friday night videos, Stone Magazine

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

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

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

Who walk around with a axe, my shit's for
I would rather die
Than see you doin' MTV live
You can keep the light in all the hoes
I'm steady cussin' in for juggalos
I'm underground where the don't sleep
Keep us a secret to the world and watch the posse
So if you feel why don't you me alive

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

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

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

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

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

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

You fake hoes know wrote the goddamn book
And I don't give a fuck, perpetrators you can suck my
Say you the album but don't know a single cut
You's a rida givin' juggalos a bad name
fuck you up for that, bitch, this ain't no fuckin' game
Fuck all shit that they print bro, magazines is toilet paper
Glorified for the
Fuck publications, syndications, music
we run beneath the nation

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

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

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

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