Zeph, Left (Madrox.) Ninja, Right (Monoxide.)Lyrics:\n(Madrox)\nWe ain\'t underground by accident\nThere\'s only a select few that can handle this\nFreek shit\nApparition of a poltergeist\nBlessed with heart\nBut is cold as ice and broken twice\nNow I walk with an axe\nDressed in all jet black with contacts\nStraight maniac\nWarlock, Samhain and Salem\'sLot\nSand through the hour glass ticking of the clock\n\n(Monoxide)\nIf 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\' on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it\'s like that\n\n(Madrox)\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\n(Monoxide)\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\n(Madrox)\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\n(both)\nWe get high, we don\'t die\n\n(Monoxide)\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\n(Madrox)\nUh huh, we unreal\nJust like a seven dollar bill\nVoice 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 allfor 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\n(Madrox)\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\n(Monoxide)\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\n(Madrox)\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\n(both)\nWe get high, we don\'t die\n\n(Monoxide)\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 disease\nStill trying to ban our sound\nCuz supposedly it would be resurrectingThe dead from under hollow ground\n\nYou in the dead zone, 10 points for us\nYou smellin\' cigarette smokes rightbefore your lungs bustPlus, you can\'t trust himBut I can bust him in halfSit back and laugh at all the shit I didCan you do that?Could you school that?Better yet, I\'m a wigged serial killaType war deathFreekshow, different from the restBut I, love it thoughPut you to the test[x4]\n(Madrox)\nAxe Murderers, we don\'t die\n(Monoxide)\nSerial Killas, we don\'t die\n(Madrox)\nFreeks of the Night, we don\'t die\n(both)\nWe get high, we don\'t die Die, Don't, hip-hop, rap, We