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Boondox-Death of a Hater

DIIIIIE

Giving my soul to hell,
And tell Heaven I did my best.

One love for family
The Juggalos
And **** the rest

I'm tired of all these snakes and demons leaches on the vein,
I've bled enough and now these bitches bout to feel my pain.

You know you name the haters been and with a point of view,
Pussy mother ****ers talkin **** but never had a clue.
Come with your attitude ****sucka **** yo life.

I tie you to a chair and make you watch me **** your wife.
I'm just the type to catch you slippin like a bar of soap,
I catch you while you sleepin fast
And then I slit your throat.

I watch you bleed and gargle choking for your last breath,
Then close the wound apply some pressure to delay ya death.

See what it means your whole existance don't mean **** to me,
It ain't nothing but time to kill to make you history.
And all you had to do was to keep your ****ing trap closed.
But now you got your hands folded,
Clutched onto a single rose.

[Backup singers:]
I'll take your life
Right here tonight
You want to try, DIE!

[Chorus: Boondox]
Just close your eyes,
Say your last good-byes.
Get down on your knees,
Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace.

[Jamie Madrox:]
OK Jamie not a hater,
If I was it ain't no killin me.
I live forever
Never die
Surviving off the infamy
Miss me with that everbody wants me dead same ol'
And switch my hatchet to a target hanging off my cable.

If you criticize my fashion you ***got like Tim Gunn,
I'm a Juggalo scrub,
Established since day one.
So kill the hater,
Replicator,
Dissin with a foul tongue.

Take my magic marker and blacken his ****in left lung,
With my box-cutter I'm a cut his eyes wide
And with broken pieces of mirror replacin both his eyes.

Got a demon inside that's been along for the ride,
Since the release of my first LP back in 95.

Ever since that day
I've been embracin the hate
And basically not givin a ****
What none of ya'll say.

So **** ya'll bitches
Black flowers up on your casket
You get what you deserve
Burn in hell hatin bastards

[Backup singers:]
I'll take your life
But here tonight
You want to try, DIE!

[Chorus: Boondox]
Just close your eyes,
Say your last good-byes.
Get down on your knees,
Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace.

[Boondox:]
I see the **** ya pullin
Lookin like a trailer hitch,
Come to your hood with goons
And snatch you out your trailer bitch.

Put on your knees and close your eyes
Wait for the execution.
Some call this first degree
But I call it my retribution.

Ya had your chance to keep the sun
And now your in the rain,
I be the Skarcrow but you the one who missin brains.

I put the barrel to the bone
And now your skull ****ed
Two times eleven to yadome an now ya add it up.

So many times I spit just dwellin thinking of the day
Up to the point I sit for hours thinkin of away
To make you suffer
Make ya blood spill like the wine.

Six feet up underneath the ground
Have ya smellin pine.
It's how we do a punk bitch with a frosted mouth
Lost in the woods till you discovered by a boy scout
Stupid little mother ****er what was you thinking
Now ya body in the bushes
Like this rottin of the stinkin

[DIE CHANT w/]

[Backup singers:]
I'll take your life
But here tonight
You want to try, DIE!

[Chorus: Boondox]
Just close your eyes,
Say your last good-byes.
Get down on your knees,
Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace.