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Juggalo Anthem

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  • 2006.06.27
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(Violent J) Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket And beyond, recognize thug shit Poundin' out the trunk bitch Runnin' wit' a mother f**kin' hatchet you haters, you suck dick was a thug, became a G B to the L to the A, Z, E, still dead Still don't give a f**k (give a f**k) Sportin' all black kahkis with the mother f**kin' cuffs up Smokin' Hella trees, tryin' to make a couple G's So a thug can get back on his feet Mean muggin', steady thuggin' And I'm tryin' to find the hoodrat's all about f**kin' Still loked out All my dawgs from the past, dead or smoked out Still tryin' to come up on a lick for a phat ass ride So I can drop the top, and parlay through the east side Chorus(Monoxide Child) Niggas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch! x 4 (Blaze) Bitches freeze, you aint a thug or a G or a banga' You's a studio gangsta You aint about shit, scared to pull the trigga' That's what we call, a real bitch nigga' (bitch nigga') Sneekin' through the hood, throwin' up a set Hangin' out the window, yellin' idol threats Check this out, I'm a check your chin Close your mouth, 'fore I put the barrel in Dumpin' clips in yo ass is what I'm all about Straight G from the clique on a paper route Still slappin' off fake bitches with the Louiville Beat a nigga' to the pavement, another bitch killed Chorus(Monoxide Child) (Jamie Madrox) This is the battle for the planet (booya) We bring the thunder, getting half the advantage From the style and the status Half of y'all coming off a half-ass deal Then got the nerve to tell a muthaphukka "keep it real" We seen through y'all fools like a cellphane on the square pack You buy that shit, you can keep it we don't want it back We don't give a fuck, east side for life And if you don't have heart, don't expect to have your shit tight There ain't no room for the whole-hearted We give a fuck where you at, who you with or how you got started Fuck you and everybody in your clique If you don't run with the hatchet or claim the psychopathic I ain't got time to say no names It's only eight rhymes, yo holla We been in the game Cuz I fuck even speaking your name You're just a bitch in the game And y'all niggaz gonna always be the same

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