Bury Me Alive

[Monoxide Child]
I don't give a fuck, right, dead face with the eyes white
Intimidate you with my eyesight
I'm trying to hide from the average
Everyday we starting static
Live with the maggots, masters of the black magic

My shit's for killers with the Twiztid tats on they backs
My shit's for killers who walk around with a axe
My shit's for killers screaming I would rather die
Then see you mother fucker doing MTV live

You can keep the mainstream life and all the hoes
I'm steady cussing in videos for Juggalos
I'm underground where the dead don't sleep
Keep us a secret to the world and watch the posse increase
So if you feel me why don't you bury me alive?

[Chorus 2x]
Bury me alive (bury me alive)
Run with the Psychopathic hatchetman, right
Bury me Alive (bury me alive)
Keep it in yo clique, fuck the outside

[Jamie Maddrox]
Strictly for the Juggalos, bitch I thought you knew
'Cause we sealing up the mainstream ears with Krazy Glue
So they can't hear a word we say, we stage witches
Spit the voodoo them bitches wouldn't understand it, anyway

Walk with an axe when the sun falls
Talking to the ouija board for predictions of the holocaust
Give a fuck less about a video or airplay
We stay unedited and scream 'til the head break

This is your shit, it was made for you
Don't let the radio influence you and tell you what to listen to
And everyone at MTV can suck my dick
Telling me we'll be the shit if they labeled us a buzz clip

Man fuck that, we be beneath the ground
We rose with the hatchet, you can hear the wicked sound
In your eardrums, don't let the others get a taste
And if they start bump it, go and smack them in the face
And then bury me alive

[Chorus 1x]

"With a fury of buckshots
God Damn they ruthless." 2x

[Monoxide Child]
This ain't no club shit, so ain't nobody dancing
I only fuck with the dead and my mother fucking advances
Chances are, you out of luck when you fucking with the killers
Psychopathic, fuck it we be the illest

Keep it the realist, like everybody else doing that
I'm in the back in black, chilling with the bloody axe
When we attack, we have your whole crew shook
You fake ho's know Twiztid wrote the god damn book

[Jamie Maddrox]
And I don't give a fuck
Perpetrators you can suck my nuts
Say you bought the album, but don't know a single cut
You's a bandwagon rider giving Juggalos a bad name
We'll fuck you up for that, bitch this ain't no fucking game

Fuck all that shit that the print wrote
Magazines is toilet paper, glorified for the assholes
Fuck publication, syndication, music segregation
'Cause we run beneath the nation
So bury me alive

[Chorus 1x]

"With a fury of buckshots
God Damn they ruthless." 2x