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From the front to the
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From the front to the
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From the to the back
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[Jamie
to a tone re-adjust ear drums
Highly intelligent for a species dumb,
Numb the neck up zone as I perform
And through the we acquire we are re-born,
It's as we commence to dispense the shit
Spittin' milk while you suckin' a sour tit
Inconsiderate to competitors trying to
intermingling with the venomous snakes
Fuck that you can go on and away
Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping sugars our Kool-Aid
Who made the sky red and the sun
And spoke the word of light to enlighten the of everyone
Ummm... I believe us
And when the mics are on, and we
It like an rush
To your dome and too and everyone behind you
As long as you keep it Twiztid always be beside you

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I you to feel this,
This pain, this hate, even if you pretend to relate
Feel
Can you feel
Can you, can you this?

Riding by shakin' while I'm passing by
Got a big screen TV in the for I,
With a DVD player playing nonstop,
I'm so fuckin'
I wanna drive anymore
So I crashed in the of my ex-girl's 4x4,
Can you that you bitch?
And of fact
You can eat a and drink piss,
Feel this like you felt my dick all up in mouth
the shit you spit
Nothing but a snake
to steal my rhythm
So I see em' in the and I, get em'
Don't wit em',
he's half a 'port short of a full pack on the attack,
Half you bitches wanna steal my shine
And the half ain't worth the time

I want you to this,
This pain, this hate, even if you pretend to relate
Feel
Can you feel
Can you, can you this?

[Jamie
Don't 'til you see the grit of the mic,
Cause you're in the zone
You don't if they do or don't like
Your flow and no I don't hold no grudge to
You stay afloat in time of no hope,
So dance with the on the day of the dead
In the of the things that can reside inside of your head
Cause they phony like them silicone bags in bras
one is defining it
And two is it off

Spit fire, for hire,
And I'll never killing till God retires,
I want everybody to feel the of my flow,
And if you can't this there's the door,
Robbing from the rich and alike I don't care,
Walk into times and leave a bomb there,
Fuck us and try to come get us,
Right and right now
I'm gonna like...

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I you to feel this,
This pain, this hate, even if you can't to relate
Feel
Can you this?
Can you, can you this?

Juggalo, juggalo,
From the to the back,
Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, juggalo,
From the to the back,
Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo,
the front to the back,
Juggalo,
From the front to the