We ain't underground by accident
there's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit
Apparition of a poltergeist
Blessed with a heart
But it's 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 pimped out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on a 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 I dug to
Keep away from the mainstream love I
Just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole up dug deep in the dirt
can't work?
What? You bitch muthafuckas
makin' love to the press?
With a bitch name tattooed on your chest
Me and muthafuckin' madrox, hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people
who don't get the point
We don't die

Uh huh, we keep it real
Just like a seven dollar bill
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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 bleed for y'all, that's
why we called 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
We're not positive and uplifted
Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit
What I live, what I breathe
Cast out, mutant x like it's diseased
Still they try 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 smoke right
before your lungs bust
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 the wigged out serial killa
Type war death
Freekshow, different than the rest
But I, love it though
Put you to the test

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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