juggalos til we die die with the hatchet on our side/
gotta brand new story and da shit gets gory/
slittin mathafuckas throats takkin pride in da glory/
not even feelin sorry me and HangMan ryde/
fer homicide suicide not to mention genocide/
all these goddamn fakes wunna get in our way/
thats when we take a battle axe lop yo head away/
we got letts that will gladly kill when we say/
juggalo rydaz bitch dont be fuckin with it/
all you wraiths of darkness better watch yo shit/
cus what we represent all real and ill/
and when we painted up den we look to kill/
we sum knutty ass clowns reakon havoc in ya town/
me and hangman smokkin fat blunts out da pound/
takkin razor blades carvvin evil on ya face/
cus we wicked at heart kill with style and grace/
see we move like a cheetah yall at a snails pace/
anyone can b a clown no matter wut da race/
jus remember one thang when you rep our gang/
if you cross hatchetman we gun leave you suffercated hangin frum a ceiling fan/
kaprie...x-)
keep it wicked my ninja...
ima be down....down with the clown til im dead in da ground
whoop whoop!!!!!!!!!!!!