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(feat. Jamie Madrox) 

DIIIIIE 

Giving my soul to hell, 
And tell Heaven I did my best. 

One love to family 
To Juggalos 
And fuck tha rest 

I'm tired of all these snakes and demons leaches on the vein, 
I've bled enough and now these bitches bout to feel tha pain. 

You know you name the haters been and with a point of view, 
Pussy mother fuckers talkin shit but never had a clue. 
Come with your attitude cocksucka fuck yo life. 

I tie you to a chair and make you watch me fuck your wife. 
I'm just trying to catch you slippin like a bar of soap, 
I catch you while you sleepin fast 
And then I slit your throat. 

I watch you bleed and gargle choking for your last breath, 
Then close the wound apply some pressure to delay ya death. 

See what it means your whole existance don't mean shit to me, 
It ain't nothing but time to kill to make you history. 
And all you had to do was to keep your fucking trap ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 401 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

(feat. Monoxide Child, Blaze) 

Visions of my childred wiping tear from open eyes 
As they Kneel baside my coffin family say their last goodbyes 
But ita the faces of my babies got me trippin thankin god for breath 
Expressions filled with pain has got me strappin on the vest 
And I know that I aint living right I hang on borrowed time 
And this life's gome leave them bastards cause they pops has got to grind 
Little mouths have got to eat so I hug them hit the streets 
Spittin time with them and money got me feelin incomplete 
And I aint scared of any mothafucka fight the flames of hell 
But a child without his dad has got me hiding in my shell 
Got me shikin in my boots to see them face this world alone 
Are the strong enough to cope stuck in half a fuckin home 
As I lay them down to sleep its all on me their soul to keep 
And if I die before I wake I pray to 
God he's up there waitin 
With an army full of angels strapped with gats c ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 380 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

(feat. Violent J) 

Now Im on the run 
On the run from it all 
I'd rather be shot dead 
Then locked up with the law 
Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN 
No place to hide 
And I gotta leave my whole world behind me 
My dog and my double wide 

You might call me pathetic 
You might say that I've lost my mind 
Sittin here in the driveway baby and clutchin on a forty-five 
But ya did me so wrong 
And I cant say I understand 
Now Im bout to blow ya brains out bitch into the arms of another man 
I cought you creep'n 
And now you goin to be sleepin with the worms in the dirt 
What the fuck was you thinkin 
Do I look like the kind of mothafucker you can cheat on 
You lookin like a fuckin whore I can beat on 
But I ever touch 
Never layed a single hand 
Nair hair on your head 
Never touch a single strand 
While I sittin here knowin whats bout to happen 
There goin get me for domestic because the pi ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 408 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

We walk all alone 
Always on our own 
We walk all alone 
Always on our own 

I remember when life was a struggle 
It aint all roses now but back then it was double 
I remember when 
When I aint have no pot 
When you piss on the floor you stay pissed of a lot 
I remember when I was searchin for answers 
In the house of a dealer in the arms of a dancer 
I remember when I thought I was finished 
You been down this road then give me a witness 

We walk all alone 
Always on our own 
Get lost on the way 
And sometimes need 
To find the way home 
But we walk all alone 

We walk all alone 
Always on our own 
Get lost on the way 
And sometimes need 
To find the way home 
But we walk all alone 

When you walk on your own and you aint got crystal 
The future yu sees at the end of a pistol 
Lookin for clues that end up in wronge places 
So many troubles and so many faces 
Got blood on my hands from s ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 407 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

[Intro: Random people talking] 
I don't know what to do anymore 
After I quit with medicine I became psycotic 
I suffer from depression 
Complete depression 
Had it my whole life 
I have had it so bad that uh... 
I had anxiety 
Been diagnosed with major depression 
Lots of phobias, lots of fears 
Anxiety, panic attacks 
Manic depression before, I didn't think that 
Depression could be so bad 

[Verse 1:] 
Sometimes it feels like the world's on my shoulders 
Everything around me closing in, it's starts to grow colder 
It's like I'm sitting on death row and waitin' for conclusion 
Shits real fucked up, my brains filled with much confusion 
Do you know what it is to sit a 3am 
With a gun pressed to your temple on your knees prayin' 
Or in the bathroom, on the floor, a handfull of pills 
Cause the fuckin' rent's due and you can't pay bills 
Have you ever felt the cold grip of death in your heart 
I'm talkin' rips right ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 371 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Lookin out across the crowd I see painted faces all around me movin to that shit Im sayin 
bouncing to the bass thats pounding ya'll know my lyrics spit that shit just like ua fuckin 
wrote it never can deny it juggalos the ones thats most devoted I see ya'll on the streets 
repin for the commin scrub hatchet man window tinted repin for that family love up in the mall 
with my kids 

You cant hate us cause 
We dont give a fuck 
Bump the wicked shit 
Rock a fuckin hatchet 
And we represent the undergound 

You cant hate us cause 
We dont give a fuck 
Bump the wicked shit 
Rock a fuckin hatchet 
And we represent the undergound 

I see some shit dont change hatas born seem every minute they see the paint the clothes the 
'los and they dont fuckin get it 
But the wont break "fuck the world" just the clowns said rep the hatchet psychopathic til my 
bodys down dead 

You cant hate us cause 
We dont give a fuck 
Bump t ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 421 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

I'm the first born son if a seventh born heathen Had hell on my mind since I first started 
breathin I'm a sick mothafucker with a capital S They need to call a mary mary because my lifes 
a mess I'm from the bottom of the barrel vally livin white trash in a 100 yard dash I'm last 
place third class 
I ain't never been shit and my outlook is grim 
And my chances of survival are none to slim 
I stay straight fucked up off whiskey and water 
Fuckin farmers daughter in the back of Toyotas 
Poppin so many pills that I piss codeine 
My system ain't been clean since the age of 14 
Hood rats fat back 

Comin from nothin we livin the good life 
Stay high just to make it but we goin be alright 
Don't worry bout me cause bitch I'm free 
And I'm gone 
Keep shit wicked keep killin some bitches 
Gon get it how I get it this country fuckin livin 

Country life try to fuck a skinny dike rush to The mini store drunk on a mini bike thats how I  ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 411 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

(feat. Violent J) 

The sins of the flesh a fascination with death 
While suffocating ya breath it's torture mixed With sex I wanna get you undressed and lick the 
Blood from ya chest 
And everything I request I know ve keepin ya wet 
I'm on some other kind of level 
Whom I got you in bed it's like ya fiendin for The seman when ya give me head 
You wanna taste pain and make the blood rain 
Bustin nuts ad bustin veins until you scream my Mothafuckin name 

She wants the kinky stuff 
She likes it hard and ruff 
Another kind of love (My little freak bitch) 
She really in to pain 
I'm really glade she came in to my world 
And I need (My little freak bitch) 

She wants the kinky stuff 
She likes it hard and ruff 
Another kind of love (My little freak bitch) 
She really in to pain 
I'm really glade she came in to my world 
And I need (My little freak bitch) 

It's like ua legs can't get along because they always separ ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 381 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Godforsaken left to rot an orphaned bastard child mutated product born of incest left out in 
the wild a bloody bastard lies abandoned still tied to the cord open his eyes to see more 
darkness in an evil world so much pain filled with hate shapes his simple mined dont know how 
dont know why no scene of days no scene of time all he knows is what he sees and that the beast 
of fame rippin flesh to survive imbedded in his fuckin brain raised by the woods provided goods 
enough for sure surviva; no way to read but in his hands he tots a tattered bible he doesn't 
have a neibor he knows there is more like him and they are goin to pay for his affliction 

There ain't gon be no sequel 
This here is in bred evil 
Everybody must die 
everybody must die 
everybody must die 

There ain't gon be no sequel 
This here is in bred evil 
Everybody must die 
everybody must die 
everybody must die 

Like canopies all the trees provide the perf ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 415 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

[Chorus:] 
I ain't never had no easy life, what I had ever didn't ever come from thinking twice. Put that 
on everything (everything), everyone (everyone). Born to fill the prophecy the son of the 
seventh son. 
I ain't never had no easy life, what I had ever didn't ever come from thinking twice. Put that 
on everything (everything), everyone (everyone). Born to fill the prophecy the son of the 
seventh son. 

I was born with a fork tounge, born to spit the wicked shit, childhood circumstances made the 
mother fuckin shit legit, even as a little kid I knew that most would hate me. My uncle tried 
to kill me, that's the things that helped to make me. Lost up in my mind I never fucked with 
any medications, slowly over time went from crazy in to desperation, never learned to cope with 
feelings, never felt a fuckin thang, never gave a fuckin enough so never placed no fuckin blame. 
Neighbors talked about me, the knew somethin was wrong. Started chok ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 416 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

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