Twiztid - Raw Deal (The Juggalo Song) lyrics

[Twiztid - Raw Deal The Juggalo Song lyrics]

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 pit's
We misfit's 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 Stir 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

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