I represent Southwest, Del-Ray Jefferson

Festival ridin', we deemed around the Mexican

Me and Violent J, we murder heroin addicts

With every different saws, screwdrivers, and automatics

I like killin' anybody, I'm like Anybody Killa

I'm stompin' thru yo' city like a little Godzilla

I'll cut ya dick and balls off and make ya eat em'

Then choke yo' ass to death so you won't even need em'

Punk bitch!



You ever felt like you a freak in the night?

Outcasted to the shadows cuz you don't look right

Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthaf**ka

Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta

There's certain rituals for bein' ghetto

Keep yo' ass underground, when it's dark, go balistic

I'm representin' all the crazy juggalos

With a hatchet in they hand, smokin' blunts after shows



Think about it, you gotta give it up to Blaze

I mean the guy is f**kin' dead in 47 different ways

Yet he's leavin' Heaven hangin'

And chillin' with his boys

At least until they get his room ready in the Nethervoid

For now he hits the joint until it ain't none left

Which ain't bad for a dead guy supposedly with no breath

Death ain't scary, look at Blaze, he's straight

Even with the maggots and all, he looks great



Because I take out my hatchet and I quickly start axin'

I go juggaloco like a crazy assassin

Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing

Why? Why? Why?

It's just a hatchet execution.....

A Psychopathic execution



Throw it up y'all, lemme see yo' set shinin'

Rhymin'

For this paper, ain't nothin', get back to grindin'

On the Eastside

We ride

And Drive-By

And i