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Twiztid - We Don't Die lyrics
We ain't underground by accident There's only a select few that can handle this Freek shit Apparition of a poltergeist Blessed with heart But is cold as ice and broken twice Now I walk with an axe Dressed in all jet black with contacts Straight maniac Warlock, Samhain and Salem's Lot Sand through the hour glass ticking of the clock If you don't know by now it's too late We the most serious thing on the market since date rape We the dead We don't explain or feel pain, beserko Keep it underground to maintain Bitch you better checknuts I'm doing voodoo in 66 in 6 months Ridin' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes Puffin' on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it's like that Axe Murderers, we don't die Serial Killas, we don't die Freeks of the Night, we don't die We get high, we don't die Coming up outta the ground From the underground tunnel of dirt Keep away from the mainstream lover Just want somebody to move and get hurt Got your hole dug deep in the dirt Can't hurt? What bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press? With a bitch name tatted on your chest Me and muthafuckin' madrox, hauntin' the joint Bringin' death to the people who don't get the point We dont die Uh huh, we unreal Just like a seven dollar bill Voice my opinion regardless on how you feel Freek shit It ain't about being rich It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics As long as y'all rock this we won't quit We do it all for y'all, I mean that shit Everyone of y'all means everything to me We breathe for y'all, that's why we call it the family Axe Murderers, we don't die Serial Killas, we don't die Freeks of the Night, we don't die We get high, we don't die It's hard to explain the element my Self inflicted pain Were not positive, and upliftin' Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes Experience hard times and payin' helly dues Freek shit What I live what I breath Casted out Mutant X like his disease Still trying to ban our sound Cuz supposedly it would be resurrecting The dead from under hollow ground You in the dead zone, 10 points for us You smellin' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust Plus, you can't trust him But I can bust him in half Sit back and laugh at all the shit I did Can you do that? Could you school that? Better yet, I'm a wigged serial killa Type war death Freekshow, different from the rest But I, love it though Put you to the test [x4] Axe Murderers, we don't die Serial Killas, we don't die Freeks of the Night, we don't die We get high, we don't die. |
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