Raw Deal (the Juggalo Song)

You see you wall off but your ceiling is for other dimensions Why do I call myself a Juggalo? Cause we be bangin' the Wicked Shit and swimmin' off in the blood of mosh pits We misfits are misunderstood We got chapters of Family off in each and every hood I'm a Juggalo and you can eat a dick if you're not And if you stare long enough, you'll get you eyeballs popped I'm even worse now since the first curse, I'll cut words into my leg until it hurts Why do I call myself a Juggalo, bitch? Cause we keep that scrub life and fuck that rich shit And steal that new whip and platinum chain To give it all to a Juggalo who never had a thing I'm a Juggalo in the worst way since the first grade, I've been plottin' my revenge on the world, hey I can't help it if I'm into weird shit, looking in the mirror with my closed eating lipstick Why do I call myself a Juggalo, sucka? We don't give a motherfuck what you got (MOTHERFUCKER!) We don't brown nose or hound dog no weak hoes We stand at the bus stop in yesterday's clothes I'm a chainsaw smoker with a thirst for blood And since we're on the subject, can you give me some? When I was nineteen, I tried to cut out my tongue And mail it to the Devil so He'd know my voice when I come Why do I call myself a Juggalo, you hater? We don't flip sides over a bitch like Darth Vader Keep it (East side!), live for the moment and die later And we (Stay high!) 'til they unplug the respirator I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O We got a raw deal But I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O Killin' everybody Now it don't matter if you're painted or not Hated a lot, we got a spot here, keepin' it hot We on some Moms and Pops and givin' ya neck chops And leavin' the puddle of blood right where your head drops You can call the cops, but they ain't comin' round here With some Juggalos runnin' this bitch (So Stay Clear!) Why do I call myself a Juggalo, punk? Cause we roll through the hood with politicians in the trunk Chicken's in the front seat, straight to the balls We ain't suckas, we don't do shopping sprees at the mall For affection, barely got money for Petro Bitch, you must have forgot you fuckin' with a Juggalo You never know until the light goes out It might go south and might get the barrel in your mouth You lame hoes know when the Chainsmoker and the Phatso Come together, lungs collapse with secondhand smoke I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O We got a raw deal But I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O Killin' everybody I call myself a Juggalo cause my face painted Y'all go ahead and kill the scene, we'll come back and recreate it With half a million motherfuckers lookin' just like us With contacts and bare face all ready to bust This ain't no civil war (WE AIN'T CIVILIZED NO MORE!) We cut throats like fuck it and smilin' at you in court, bitch Independent, we gonna stand on our own And prove to the whole world why we're heir to the throne I keep a low profile, bumpin' low profile Teeth like a crocodile, I bite that ass like a chocodile Fuck it all now, I'm for the Underground While all the rest bow down and dick hound to the countdown Most fly around the sound that I make while those who relate would rather die than hear it all change Sounds strange, for sure, but everywhere that I go I let 'em know that I'm a motherfuckin' Juggalo I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O We got a raw deal But I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O U, U , U I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O We got a raw deal But I'mma be a J-U-Double-G-A-L-O J-U-Double-G-A-L-O