If They Don't Come For Me

[Hook] If they don't come for me (It's all over) If they don't come for me (We're gonna die) If they don't stop the sickness inside me at least I've got you by my side x2 [Verse 1: Jamie Madrox] I'm not content with it I won't pretend to be There's not a passive bone in my person it just don't exist Now the catacombs in my verses always got a twist Like the canker of corruption in the mouth of innocence Ever since I was senseless Never paid attention to the thoughts of rejection And feeling of resentment Bet ya got an itch in your tongue Caught in a void and you’re mine now Either you live or die and I decide how Not barbaric but call it eclectic An acquired taste it takes a moment to digest it Sick thoughts run wild like a chainsaw Cutting through the flesh of the moment until it fall off Now I'm stressin', better get a tourniquet, get the rope Off the evil before somebody get hurt again I'm not the person that I once used to be So if I'm looking for you better hope they comin' for me [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Monoxide] I keep my friends close And all my enemies get buried inside of their lost hopes Baby I'm legendary Maybe I shouldn't carry all the weed and I don't Me and Madrox been repping the Dark Carnival Since the boats started a'floatin' the waters of red rhymin' You’ve been with us every step of the way since day one (Juggalos) Now with some bodies, you come inside to take a look into The way that I’m riding with a problem, I’d advise you To find another bunch of killers with the quickness Before those bunch of killers get suspicious and find you Right behind you, quick strike like cobra, holes in jugular Sick mind I told ya Damage to my brain still they show love To my insane rambles to me that's enough Consequences to all those against Lined up on a fence Let the slaughter commence [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Jamie Madrox] Die, die, fade, kill, murder, death Everything that we suggest eventually will infest In the center of your inner being I know you’re conscious but you can't comprehend The things you're hearing and seeing Delusions, by any definition it’s Twiztid To take a negative and embrace it like we were gifted I sit alone and conversate with the souls As I plot a plan of vindication my blood runs cold [Verse 4: Monoxide] G-g-g-get away I'm on the edge again Another fifteen years another so-called friend Giving up life lines and secrets to blue prints And all you came with is lies and keeping it truthless Bitch I'm ruthless, enough to have your girl handcuffed Stuffed inside a van and then I blow that bitch up Let the particles and pieces land all over your truck Just a small example of when you against us [Hook x2]