Blaze Ya Dead Homie

[Jamie Madrox]
Yo, this is serious shit right here
Me and my boys, we don't fuck around
You know what I'm sayin'?
So if you diss me
My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll with
You know what?
Y'all done fucked up
Here go the shittalkin'

[Monoxide Child]
You's a bitch ass hoe (Yup)
What you really know about killas for real though? (Nothin)
Stainin' my freek show, gang of lunatics
We the rebels for the dead (Uh huh)
Fuckin' with us you lose your muthafuckin' head (Bitch boy)
Now ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a little
Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital
(Bitch ass nigga)
Callin' me this, callin' me that
Cause you's a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap
(That's right)
With the old school beat down, 10 on 1
I don't remember no fair fights where I'm from
(Look at yo' eye)
Maniac and I'mma stand right where the bloodstain is at
Hopin' you come back, nigga fuck that (Yup)
I'm the poster child of death (That's right bitch)
I'ma keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's left
I ain't havin' that so fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

Man, I don't give a fuck how many records you sell
Stories you tell, (bitch)
nigga check yourself
And fuck that bitch that you're with too
When the shit go down, where the fuck your crew? (Hoe)
Probably at home bumpin' someone else
And when the shit went down they told you fuck yourself
Now you cryin' inside little thug still frontin'
Thinkin' to yourself
why the fuck you say something (Cuz you a hoe)
Too many niggas wanna beat me up
Steal my shit, slap my bitch
You're like fuck this (Still a bitch)
Now you know what it's like
To deal with real killas that don't play, (JUGGALO) everyday
Knockin' suckas out the box,
who wanna get some? (C'mon Nigga)
Seven video channels for my victims (Yeah!)
I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

[Jamie Madrox]
We the things that go bump in the night
We ain't got no love for you,
you need to get some shit right (Whut?)
Bitch, who you think you're fuckin' with?
We keep this shit like a track meet, we be runnin' it
With the hatchet on the back
While other bitches suckin' sour tits
for air time and Similac (You'za biotch)
We say fuck that, matter of fact
You tainted our style bitch boy we want our shit back
Don't get your head cracked you ain't tough
And all them skills don't mean shit when you get fucked up (Yeeah)
So fuck your set, and fuck your crew
And fuck every muthafucka around and down with you
And you ain't puttin' nothin on the map
Except for all this bullshit commercialized mainstream rap
(You're still a bitch)
And I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch
And tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hoe ass hoes, (trick)
we stomp on hoes (bitch)
How the fuck you gonna step to Dark Carnival Juggalos?
Creators of the wicked, (HaHaHa) night breeders (WHOOO!)
No little bitch faggots with blonde seizures
So next time you see me in public (What?)
You get a Faygo in your ass, and a jaw full of dick (BLAH!)
You can keep your muthafuckin' TRL
I stay with my army in the underground and stay real
And burn down your little TV set (Whoo!)
String Carson up with razor wire
wrapped around his neck (BLAH!)
Cause that's how we do all day (What, YEAH!)
Cross to the other side bitch you couldn't pay me (Nah!)
We stay on the dark side of the carnival grounds
Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked clowns (WOOP WOOP!)
Heads are finna get chopped off, throats get slit
Bout to take it way beyond talkin' shit

[Violent J]
Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't included
Knowin' goddamn well we the champs undisputed (Yay Yay)
We don't need your radios and MTV
Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we please
**** who's coat you ridin' on?
You gotta lick balls, and write him a song (He He)
You got his dick buried so far up your ass
It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like that
And **** tried to warn ya
And there you are receiving the dick in California
While you gettin' fucked on the West coast
I'm at home fuckin' Kim ****
Fuck all you faggot ass sell out hoes
And fuck anybody denying Juggalos (Yeah!)
Come to the underground and get bit (Whut?)
Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit!