We ain\'t underground by accidentThere\'s only a select few that can handle thisFreek shitApparition of a poltergeistBlessed with heartBut is cold as ice and broken twiceNow I walk with an axeDressed in all jet black with contactsStraight maniacWarlock, Samhain and Salem\'s LotSand through the hour glass ticking of the clockIf you don\'t know by now it\'s too late\nWe the most serious thing on the market since date rape\nWe the dead\nWe don\'t explain or feel pain, beserko\nKeep it underground to maintain\nBitch you better checknuts\nI\'m doing voodoo in 66 in 6 months\nRidin\' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes\nPuffin\' on2 ton blunt with dead folks and it\'s like that\n\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\nWe get high, we don\'t die\n\nComing up outta the ground\nFrom the underground tunnel of dirt\nKeep away from the mainstream lover\nJust want somebody to move and get hurt\nGot your hole dug deep in the dirt\nCan\'t hurt?\nWhat bitch muthafuckas makin\' love to the press?\nWith a bitch name tatted on your chest\nMe and muthafuckin\' madrox, hauntin\' the joint\nBringin\' death to the people who don\'t get the point\nWe dont die\n\nUh huh, we unreal\nJust like a seven dollar billVoice my opinion regardless on how you feel\nFreek shit\nIt ain\'t about being rich\nIt\'s about juggalos and runnin\' with lunatics\nAs long as y\'all rock this we won\'t quit\nWe do it all for y\'all, I mean that shit\nEveryone of y\'all means everything to me\nWe breathe for y\'all, that\'s why we call it the family\n\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\nWe get high, we don\'t die\n\nIt\'s hard to explain the element my\nSelf inflicted pain\nWere not positive, and upliftin\'\nFuck you, walk a mile in our shoes\nExperience hard times and payin\' helly dues\nFreek shit\nWhat I live what I breath\nCasted out Mutant X like his diseaseStill trying to ban our soundCuz supposedly it would be resurrectingThe dead from under hollow groundYou in the dead zone, 10 points for us\nYou smellin\' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust\nPlus, you can\'t trust him\nBut I can bust him in half\nSit back and laugh at all the shit I did\nCan you do that?\nCould you school that?\nBetter yet, I\'m a wigged serial killa\nType war death\nFreekshow, different from the rest\nBut I, love it though\nPut you to the test\n\n[x4]\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\nWe get high, we don\'t die DIE, DONT, GET, HIGH, JUGGALOS, KILLAZ, SERIAL, TWIZTID, WE