I represent Southwest, Del-Ray Jefferson
Festival ridin`, we deemed around the Mexican
Me and Violent J, we murder heroin addicts
With every different saws, screwdrivers, and automatics
I like killin` anybody, I`m like Anybody Killa
I`m stompin` thru yo` city like a little Godzilla
I`ll cut ya dick and balls off and make ya eat em`
Then choke yo` ass to death so you won`t even need em`
Punk bitch!
You ever felt like you a freak in the night?
Outcasted to the shadows cuz you don`t look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he`s a busta
There`s certain rituals for bein` ghetto
Keep yo` ass underground, when it`s dark, go balistic
I`m representin` all the crazy juggalos
With a hatchet in they hand, smokin` blunts after shows
Think about it, you gotta give it up to Blaze
I mean the guy is fuckin` dead in 47 different ways
Yet he`s leavin` Heaven hangin`
And chillin` with his boys
At least until they get his room ready in the Nethervoid
For now he hits the joint until it ain`t none left
Which ain`t bad for a dead guy supposedly with no breath
Death ain`t scary, look at Blaze, he`s straight
Even with the maggots and all, he looks great
Because I take out my hatchet and I quickly start axin`
I go juggaloco like a crazy assassin
Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing
Why? Why? Why?
It`s just a hatchet execution.....
A Psychopathic execution
Throw it up y`all, lemme see yo` set shinin`
Rhymin`
For this paper, ain`t nothin`, get back to grindin`
On the Eastside
We ride
And Drive-By
And if you actin` live, kiss yo` mama and wave her bye-bye
I try
To get along and it don`t work
I love to hurt
Whip out the pistol and do the dirt
I lay em` all down, shootin` in crowds and head-bustin`
Have yo` people cussin`
He shot that muthafucka for nothin`
I`m that dead body walkin` retarded and crazy
And I`m down to bust shots at cops on the daily
Still claimin` Eastside but sides ain`t shit
Cuz we all got love for the muthafuckin` hatchet
I got a little problem with actin` a fool
I get Violent like J and then I spray up the room
Unfadable, real G`s never goin` out
So I died, now I`m back, and I blast, and I`m out!
Rock N Rye with Hennessy
Dirty sex in alleyways
Chillin` with the heads, drug dealers, and the runaways
Killa, put yo` gun away
Don`t make me take yo` life
Type of muthafucka bring an axe to a gunfight
Represent the family with the utmost pride
And we runnin` with a hatchet, muthafucka, do or die
Die muthafucka is what I`m screamin` when they go
And 187 on a muthafuckin` juggahoe!
Because I take out my hatchet and I quickly start axin`
I go juggaloco like a crazy assassin
Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing
Why? Why? Why?
It`s just a hatchet execution.....
A Psychopathic execution...
It`s just a hatchet execution....
A Psychopathic execution...
Man, fuck that, that ain`t the end of this shit. I been waitin` a long time
for this muthafuckin` album to drop and I gotta send a couple shouts out to
my muthafuckin` homies: Alex Abbiss, Billy Bill, muthafuckin` Stef, Dirk, my
homie Jumpsteady...my muthafuckin` partner Rude Boy...my muthafuckin` homie
Tom Dub...Psychopathic Patrick...muthafuckin` Jelly Nuts...Pickles...N-Cubed
in this muthafucka...Barry, Matt Nips, Steve, Jeremy, Matt, Eric, and
muthafuckin` Adam....hey, hold up, what the fuck you doin` man? You better
turn that muthafuckin` music back on, I ain`t done yet....Nate The Mack,
Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Monoxide, Jamie Madrox, my homie Anybody
Killa...that one crazy muthafucka Jeff....Tall Jess....Mike P....J Dirty,
muthafuckin` Rah-Rah....my homie Synn....my homies in muthafuckin` Dark Lotus
and Psychopathic Rydas....Big Baby Sweets, Sugar Beat, Stank and Poot,
Moonglorious, Southern Crumpet, my homie Krayzie Bone from muthafuckin` Bone
Thugs, and the Triple Six Mafia in this muthafucka! And that`s Psychopathic
till the day we die, BITCH!!!!............Oh yeah, and I gotta say wassup to
my muthafuckin` homies, THE JUGGALOS, bumpin` this shit right now!! YEAH!!
