Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

Music video awards, alright
summit, check it out
Just talked to Alex, Tour
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 on MTV's, Rock and Jock
Summertime, break, volleyball, half time tour
Ricki Lake, perform Limp Biz kit
before Coolio dawg
(Big things)
Right before and right after Mase
it right in between and uh, Spin Magazine
I got Blaze on that Real cast
(Channel 3)

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

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

Who walk around with a axe, my for killas
Screaming I would die
see you muthafuckas doin' MTV live
You can the mainstream light in all the hoes
I'm cussin' in videos for juggalos
I'm underground where the don't sleep
Keep us a secret to the and watch the posse increase
So if you feel why don't you me alive

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

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

Strictly for the juggalos, bitch, I you knew
'Cuz we sealing up the mainstream ears with glue
So they can't hear a we say
We stage witches of voodoo
Them bitches wouldn't it anyway
Walk with an axe the sun falls
Talkin' through the quiji
For of the haulocaust
Give a fuck about a video or airplay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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