We Don't Die (Non Rock Version)

[Verse 1: Madrox] We ain't underground by accident Theres only a select few that can handle this FREEK SHIT, apparation of a poltergiest Blessed with a heart but it's cold as ice and broken twice Now I walk with an axe Dressed in all jet black with contacts Straight maniac, warlock, Samhein and Salem's Lot Sand through the hour glass tickin off the clock [Verse 2: Monoxide] If you dont know by now its too late We the most serious thing on the market since date rape We the dead, we don't explain or feel pain BEZERKo Keep it underground and maintain Bitch you better check nuts I'm doin voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months Ridin' in a digged out hearse with gold spokes Puffin on a two ton blunt with dead folks And it's like that [Hook] AXE MURDERERS!! WE DON'T DIE!!!!!!! SERIAL KILLERS!! WE DON'T DIE!!!!!!! FREEKS OF THE NIGHT!! WE DON'T DIE!!!!!!! WE GET HIGH!! WE DON'T DIE!!!!!!! [Verse 3: Monoxide] Comin up outta the ground, from the underground tunnel I dug To keep away from the mainstream love Just want somebody to move and get hurt Got ya hole dug deep in the dirt Can't work with ya Bitch mother fuckers Makin love to the press With a bitch named tatted on your chest Me and muhfuckin' Madrox, haunting the joint Bringing death to the people that don't get the point We don't die... [Verse 4: Madrox] Uh Huh, we unreal Just like a 7 dollar bill Voice my opinion regardless of how you feel Freek Shit It ain't about being rich It's about juggalos and runnin with lunatics As long as ya'll rock this we won't quit We do it all for y'all I mean that shit Everyone of y'all means everything to me We bleed for Y'all thats why we call it family [Hook] [Verse 5: Madrox] It's hard to explain the element my Self inflicted pain Were not positive, and upliftin' Fuck you, walk a mile in our shoes Experience hard times and payin' helly dues Freak shit What I live what I breath Cast out Mutant X like his disease Still they try to ban our sound Cause supposedly it would be resurrecting The dead from under hollow ground [Verse 6: Monoxide] You in the dead zone, 10 points for us You smellin' cigarette smokes right before your lungs bust Plus, you can't trust him But I can bust him in half And sit back and laugh at all the shit I did Can you do that? Could you school that? Better yet, I'm a wigged out serial killer Type war death Freakshow, different from the rest But I, love it though Put you to the test [Hook]