Lyrics:

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