Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Alive

Music awards, alright y'all
summit, check it out
Just talked to Alex, Warped
Big things on big things, VH1
of all I got y'all on Jenny Jones
Tour with Manson, Billboard
the credits are rolling at the end and shit
Friday videos, Rolling Stone Magazine

I got on MTV's, Rock and Jock
Summertime, break, volleyball, half time tour
Ricki Lake, with Limp Biz kit
Right before Coolio
(Big things)
Right before and right after Mase
That's it right in and uh, Spin Magazine
I got Blaze on that Real World
(Channel 3)

I'm still workin' on y'all for rules
(I you)

And I got on the cover of Nickelodeon Magazine
I don't give a fuck right, face with the eyes white,
Intimidate you with my eyesight, I try to from the average
Everyday we startin' static, live with the
of the black magic, my shit's for killas
With the Twiztid on they backs, my shit's for killas

Who walk around a axe, my shit's for killas
Screaming I rather die
Than see you doin' MTV live
You can keep the mainstream light in all the
I'm steady cussin' in for juggalos
I'm where the dead don't sleep
Keep us a secret to the world and watch the posse
So if you feel why don't you bury me

Bury me
Run with the Psychopathic man
(Aight)
me alive
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in clique fuck the outside

Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Run with the hatchet man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your clique the outside

Strictly for the juggalos, bitch, I thought you
'Cuz we sealing up the mainstream ears crazy glue
So can't hear a word we say
We stage witches speak of
Them bitches understand it anyway
Walk with an axe the sun falls
Talkin' through the quiji
For predictions of the
Give a fuck less about a or airplay

We stay unedited and scream they head ring
This is your shit, it was for you
Don't let the radio influence you and tell you to listen to
And everyone at MTV can suck my dick, tellin' me be the shit
If they label us a clip, man fuck that
We deep beneath the underground, we with the hatchet
You can the wicked sound in your eardrums
Don't let the others get a taste and if they start to it
Go and smack in they face and then bury me alive

Bury me
Run with the Psychopathic man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your clique fuck the

With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they ruthless
This ain't no scene, so ain't nobody dancin'
I only fuck with the dead and my advances
Chances are you outta luck you fuckin' with the killas
Psychopathic fuck it we be the illest, it the realest
Like everybody else doing that, I'm in the back in
Chillin' with a axe
When we attack we have whole crew shook

You fake hoes know wrote the goddamn book
And I don't a fuck, perpetrators you can suck my nuts
Say you bought the but don't know a single cut
You's a rida givin' juggalos a bad name
fuck you up for that, bitch, this ain't no fuckin' game
Fuck all that shit that they bro, magazines is toilet paper
Glorified for the
Fuck publications, syndications, segregation
'Cuz we run the nation

So bury me
Bury me
Run the Psychopathic hatchet man
(Aight)
me alive
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in clique fuck the outside

With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they
With a flurry of buckshot, goddamn they

Bury me
Run with the Psychopathic man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your clique the outside

Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Run the Psychopathic hatchet man
(Aight)
Bury me
(Bury me alive)
Keep it in your fuck the outside