We ain't underground by accident  There's only a select few that can handle this  Freek shit  Apparition of a poltergeist  Blessed with heart  But is cold as ice and broken twice  Now I walk with an axe  Dressed in all jet black with contacts  Straight maniac  Warlock, Samhain and Salem's Lot  Sand through the hour glass ticking of the clock    If you don't know by now it's too late  We the most serious thing on the market since date rape  We the dead  We don't explain or feel pain, beserko  Keep it underground to maintain  Bitch you better checknuts  I'm doing voodoo in 66 in 6 months  Ridin' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes  Puffin' on 2 ton blunt with dead folks and it's like that    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    Coming up outta the ground  From the underground tunnel of dirt  Keep away from the mainstream lover  Just want somebody to move and get hurt  Got your hole dug deep in the dirt  Can't hurt?  What bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press?  With a bitch name tatted on your chest  Me and muthafuckin' madrox, hauntin' the joint  Bringin' death to the people who don't get the point  We dont die    Uh huh, we unreal  Just like a seven dollar bill  Voice my opinion regardless on 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  Everyone of y'all means everything to me  We breathe for y'all, that's why we call it the family    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    It's hard to explain the element my  Self inflicted pain  Were not positive, and upliftin'  Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes  Experience hard times and payin' helly dues  Freek shit  What I live what I breath  Casted out Mutant X like his disease  Still trying to ban our sound  Cuz supposedly it would be resurrecting  The dead from under hollow ground    You in the dead zone, 10 points for us  You smellin' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust  Plus, you can't trust him  But I can bust him in half  Sit back and laugh at all the shit I did  Can you do that?  Could you school that?  Better yet, I'm a wigged serial killa  Type war death  Freekshow, different from the rest  But I, love it though  Put you to the test    [x4]  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