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[Jamie Madrox] We ain't underground by accident It's only a select few that can handle this Freek shit! Apparition of a poltergiest 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 Samhein of Salem's Lot Sand through the hour glass Tickin' of the clock [Monoxide Child] If you don't know by now it's too late We the most serious things on the market since date rape We the dead, we don't explain or feel pain, bezerko Keep it underground and maintain Bitch you better check nuts I'm doin' voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months Ridin' in a dipped out hearse with gold spokes Puffin' on a two ton blunt with dead folks And it's like that Letras de canciones[Chorus] 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!! [Monoxide Child] Comin' up outta the ground from the underground tunnel I dug To keep away from the mainstream love I just want somebody to move and get hurt Got your hole dug deep in the dirt Can't work With you bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press With a bitch name tatted on your chest Me and muhfuckin' Madrox Hauntin' the joint Bringin' death to the people that don't get the point We don't die.... [Jamie Madrox] Uh-huh, we unreal Just like a seven dollar bill Voice my opinion regardless of 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 Every one of y'all means everything to me We bleed for y'all, that's why we call it family [Chorus] 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!! [Jamie Madrox] We try to explain The element of my self inflicted pain We're not positive and uplifting, 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 he's diseased Still they try to ban our sound Cause supposedly it be resurrectin' the dead from under hollow ground [Monoxide Child] You in the dead zone, ten points for us You smellin' cigarette smoke right before your lungs bust You can't trust 'em But I can bust 'em in half And 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 vet Freek show!! Different than the rest But I love it though Put you to the test [Chorus 4x] 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!! [Long inhale of weed] Another Smoke Break [cough] From Letras Mania