Music video awards   Alright y'all  Teen summit  Check it out  Just talked to Alex  Warped Tour  Big things goin on big things  VH1  First of all I got y'all on Jenny Jones  Tour with Marilyn Manson  Billboard  Where the credits are rolling at the end and shit  Friday night videos  Rolling Stone Magazine  I got y'all on MTV's Rock and Jock  Summertime, Spring Break, volleyball, half time tour  Ricki Lake  Perform with Limp Bizkit  Right before Coolio dawg (Big things)  Right before Coolio and right after Mase  That's it right in between  And uh Spin Magazine  I got Blaze on that Real World cast (Channel 3)  I'm still workin on y'all for Road Rules (I told you)  Lollapalooza  And I got y'all on the cover of Nickalodeon Magazine  I don't give a fuck right  Dead face with the eyes white  Intimidate you with my eyesight  I try to hide from the ads bitch  Everyday we startin static  Live with the maggots  Masters of the black magic  My shits for killas  With the Twiztid tags on they backs  My shits for killas  Who walk around with a axe  My shits for killas  Screaming I would rather die   Than see you muthafuckas doin MTV live  You can keep the mainstream light in all the hoes  I'm steady cussin in videos for juggalos  I'm underground where the dead don't sleep  Keep us a secret to the world   And watch the posse increase  So if you feel why don't you bury me alive  Bury me alive  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside  Strictly for the juggalos  Bitch I thought you knew  Cause we sealing up the mainstream ears with crazy glue  So they can't hear a word we say  We stage witches speak of voodoo  Them bitches wouldn't understand it anyway  Walk with an axe when the sun falls  Talkin through the quiji board  For predictions of the haulocaust  Give a fuck less about a video or airplay  We stay unedited and scream till they head ring  This is your shit it was made for you  Don't let the radio influence you  And tell you what to listen to  And everyone at MTV can suck my dick  Tellin me we'll be the shit   If they label us a buzz clip  Man fuck that  We deep beneath the underground  We rose with the hatchet   You can hear the wicked sound  In your eardrums  Don't let the others get a taste  And if they start to bump it  Go and smack them in they face  And then bury me alive  Bury me alive  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside  Fire your buckshots  Goddamn they ruthless  Fire your buckshots  Goddamn they ruthless  This ain't no club scene  So ain't nobody dancin  I only fuck with the dead  And my muthafuckin advances  Chances are you outta luck   When you fuckin with the killas  Psychopathic fuck it we be the illest  Keep it the realest  Like everybody else doing that  I'm in the back in black  Chillin with a bloody axe  When we attack we have your whole crew shook  You fake hoes know Twiztid wrote the goddamn book  And I don't give a fuck  Perpatrators you can suck my nuts  Say you bought the album  But don't know a single cut  You's a bandwagon rida givin juggalos a bad name  We'll fuck you up for that  Bitch this ain't no fuckin game  Fuck all that shit that they print bro  Magazines is toilet paper  Glorified for the assholes  Fuck publications, syndications, music segregation  Cause we run beneath the nation  So bury me alive  Bury me alive  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside  Fire your buckshots  Goddamn they ruthless  Fire your buckshots  Goddamn they ruthless  Bury me alive  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Run with the Psychopathic hatchet man (Aight)  Bury me alive (Bury me alive)  Keep it in your clique fuck the outside