Jamie Madrox, Boondox - Death of a Hater lyrics

Give up my soul to hell
And tell heaven I did my best
One love for family
The juggalos and fuck the rest
I'm tired of all these snakes and
Demon leeches on the vein
I've bled enough and now these bitches
'bout to feel my pain
You know you name the haters bitter
With a point of view
Pussy motherfuckers talking shit but
Never had a clue come with your attitude
Cocksucker fuck your life
I tie you to a chair and make
You watch me fuck your wife
I'm just the type to catch you
Slippin' like a bar of soap
I catch you while you're sleeping 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 your death
See what it means? Your whole existance
Don't mean shit to me
It ain't nothing but time to
Kill to make you history
And all you had to do was
Keep your fucking trap closed
But now your got your hands folded
Clutched onto a single rose

Just close your eyes say your last good byes
Get down on your knees
Dry them eyes bitch and make your peace

Jamie not a hater
If I was it ain't no killing me
I live forever, never die
Surviving off the infamy
Miss me with that everybody wants
Me dead same ol' and switch my hatchet to a
Target hanging off my cable
If you criticize my fashion
You a faggot like Tim Gunn
I'm a juggalo scrub
Established since day one
So kill the hater, replicator
Dissing with a foul tongue
Take my magic marker and blacken
His fucking left lung
With my box-cutter I'm'a cut his eyes wide
And put broken pieces of mirror
Replacing 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 embracing the hate
And basically not giving a fuck
What none of y'all say
So fuck y'all bitches
Black flowers up on your casket
You get what you deserve
Burn in hell hating bastard

I see the shit ya pulling
Looking 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
You had your chance to keep the sun
And now you're in the rain
I be the scarecrow
But you the one who's missing brains
I put the barrel to the bone
And now you're skull fucked
Two times eleven to your dome and
Now you're out of luck
So many times I spit just
Dwelling thinking of the day
Up to the point I sit for
Hours thinking of a way to make you suffer
Make your blood spill like a wine
Six feet up underneath the ground
Have you smelling 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 fucker
What was you thinking
Now your body in the bushes
Like this rotting and stinking

I take your life, out here
Tonight you wanna try, die!
I take your life, out here
Tonight, you wanna try, die!


I take your life, out here
Tonight, you wanna try, die!
I take your life, out here
Tonight, you wanna try, die!