[Intro] Here we go Juggalo clap, clap Juggalo clap, clap From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo clap, clap Juggalo clap, clap From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) Juggalo (clap, clap) From the front to the back Juggalo (clap, clap) Clap clap (clap, clap) From the front to the back
[Jamie Madrox] Speak to a tone re-adjust ear drums Highly intelligent for a species labeled dumb, Numb from the neck up zone as I perform And through the energy we acquire we are re-born, It's intense as we commence to dispense the shit Spittin' verbal milk while you suckin' a sour tit Inconsiderate to competitors trying to elevate Intermixing intermingling with the venomous snakes Fuck that you can go on and slither away Simple minded mutha fuckas swiping sugars from our Kool-Aid Who made the sky red and swallowed the sun And spoke the word of light to enlighten the mass of everyone Ummm... I believe that's us And when the mics are on, and we bust It like an adrenalin rush To your dome and mine too and everyone behind you As long as you keep it Twiztid we'll always be beside you
[Chorus x2] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this?
[Monoxide] Riding by windows shakin' while I'm passing by Got a big screen TV in the front for I, With a DVD player playing porno nonstop, I'm so fuckin' high I don't wanna drive anymore So I crashed in the back of my ex-girl's 4x4, Can you feel that you bitch? And matter of fact You can eat a dick and drink piss, Feel this like you felt my dick all up in your mouth Like the shit you spit Nothing but a poisonous snake Trying to steal my rhythm So I see em' in the grass and I, get em' Don't fuck wit em', Cause he's half a 'port short of a full pack on the attack, Half you bitches just wanna steal my shine And the other half ain't worth the time
[Chorus] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this?
[Jamie Madrox] Don't spit 'til you see the grit of the mic, Cause when you're in the zone You don't care if they do or don't like Your flow and no I don't hold no grudge to those You stay afloat in this time of no hope, So dance with the spirits on the day of the dead In the presence of the things that can reside inside of your head Cause they phony like them silicone bags in stripper's bras Step one is defining it And two is cutting it off
[Monoxide] Spit fire, always for hire, And I'll never stop killing till God retires, I want everybody to feel the wrath of my flow, And if you can't feel this there's the door, Robbing from the rich and poor alike I don't care, Walk into times square and leave a bomb there, Fuck with us and try to come get us, Right here and right now I'm gonna blow like...
[Chorus x2] I want you to feel this, This pain, this hate, even if you can't pretend to relate Feel this Can you feel this? Can you, can you feel this?
[Outro] Juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, juggalo, juggalo, From the front to the back, Juggalo, From the front to the back
