Boondox - Love / Hate lyrics

[Boondox - Love / Hate lyrics]

Looking out across the crowd
See painted faces all around me
Movin' to that shit I'm sayin'
Bouncin' to that bass that's poundin'
Y'all know my lyrics
Spit that shit just like ya fuckin' wrote it
Never can deny it
Juggalos the ones that's most devoted
I see y'all on the streets and
Reppin' for the common scrub
Hatchetman on windows tinted
Repping for that family love
Up in the mall with my kids
And y'all don't know it’s Dox
'Til you see the chain, a tat
A shirt and stop to show the props
Walk into the Conoco
Grab some shit before the show
Parking lot of "Hatchet Rise" I
See that line of Juggalos it's world renown
The Faygo flies and screams of Family
I love y'all motherfuckers
Y'all the one's that set my soul free

You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground
You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground

I see some shit don't change
Haters born seem every minute
They see the paint
The clothes and 'los and they
Don't fuckin' get it
I see the news and read reviews
And start to loadin' Glock
Snitches talking shit
They got me loading quarters into socks
I know the way it is and
Knowing that I freaking feel ya
Born to murder masses
Kill they asses fuckin' way familiar
But they won't break us
"fuck the world" just like the clowns said
Rep the hatchet
Psychopathic 'til my body's down dead
We got the shows and music shit
That they can't take away
We run the underground so fuck 'em
What they got to say?
Just throw your middles up and let
The hoes know where they stand
This shit ain't 'bout no money bitch
This shit is more than just a brand!

You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground
You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground

The ones that know and feel it keep
It and they won't forget it
This thing ain't dyin'
It ain't fading cause they just won't let it
Y'all take the punches, hear the haters
I know what ya feeling
I was there not long ago I know
The shit in which your dealing
But fuck, we Juggalos
So they can all just go to hell
We got the pride and love, we scrubs
So fuck 'em go to hell
Just keep them hatchets swingin', screamin'
Always keep it wicked
Keep one in the chamber for them
Fuckin' hatin' sons of bitches!

You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground
You can't hate us 'cause
We don't give a fuck bump that wicked sound
Rock a fuckin' hatchet and
We represent the underground
Rock a fuckin hatchet and
We represent the underground

I didn't know what to do anymore
After I quit with medicine
I became psychotic

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