Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Hatchet Execution songtekst

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I represent Southwest, Del-Ray Jefferson

Festival ridin', we deemed around the Mexican

Me and Violent J, we murder heroin addicts

With every different saws, screwdrivers, and automatics

I like killin' anybody, I'm like Anybody Killa

I'm stompin' thru yo' city like a little Godzilla

I'll cut ya dick and balls off and make ya eat em'

Then choke yo' ass to death so you won't even need em'

Punk bitch!



You ever felt like you a freak in the night?

Outcasted to the shadows cuz you don't look right

Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka

Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta

There's certain rituals for bein' ghetto

Keep yo' ass underground, when it's dark, go balistic

I'm representin' all the crazy juggalos

With a hatchet in they hand, smokin' blunts after shows



Think about it, you gotta give it up to Blaze

I mean the guy is fuckin' dead in 47 different ways

Yet he's leavin' Heaven hangin'

And chillin' with his boys

At least until they get his room ready in the Nethervoid

For now he hits the joint until it ain't none left

Which ain't bad for a dead guy supposedly with no breath

Death ain't scary, look at Blaze, he's straight

Even with the maggots and all, he looks great



Because I take out my hatchet and I quickly start axin'

I go juggaloco like a crazy assassin

Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing

Why? Why? Why?

It's just a hatchet execution.....

A Psychopathic execution



Throw it up y'all, lemme see yo' set shinin'

Rhymin'

For this paper, ain't nothin', get back to grindin'

On the Eastside

We ride

And Drive-By

And if you actin' live, kiss yo' mama and wave her bye-bye

I try

To get along and it don't work

I love to hurt

Whip out the pistol and do the dirt

I lay em' all down, shootin' in crowds and head-bustin'

Have yo' people cussin'

He shot that muthafucka for nothin'



I'm that dead body walkin' retarded and crazy

And I'm down to bust shots at cops on the daily

Still claimin' Eastside but sides ain't shit

Cuz we all got love for the muthafuckin' hatchet

I got a little problem with actin' a fool

I get Violent like J and then I spray up the room

Unfadable, real G's never goin' out

So I died, now I'm back, and I blast, and I'm out!



Rock N Rye with Hennessy

Dirty sex in alleyways

Chillin' with the heads, drug dealers, and the runaways

Killa, put yo' gun away

Don't make me take yo' life

Type of muthafucka bring an axe to a gunfight

Represent the family with the utmost pride

And we runnin' with a hatchet, muthafucka, do or die

Die muthafucka is what I'm screamin' when they go

And 187 on a muthafuckin' juggahoe!



Because I take out my hatchet and I quickly start axin'

I go juggaloco like a crazy assassin

Twiztid and the Posse, we say nothing confusing

Why? Why? Why?

It's just a hatchet execution.....

A Psychopathic execution...

It's just a hatchet execution....

A Psychopathic execution...



Man, fuck that, that ain't the end of this shit. I been waitin' a long time 

for this muthafuckin' album to drop and I gotta send a couple shouts out to 

my muthafuckin' homies: Alex Abbiss, Billy Bill, muthafuckin' Stef, Dirk, my 

homie Jumpsteady...my muthafuckin' partner Rude Boy...my muthafuckin' homie 

Tom Dub...Psychopathic Patrick...muthafuckin' Jelly Nuts...Pickles...N-Cubed 

in this muthafucka...Barry, Matt Nips, Steve, Jeremy, Matt, Eric, and 

muthafuckin' Adam....hey, hold up, what the fuck you doin' man? You better 

turn that muthafuckin' music back on, I ain't done yet....Nate The Mack, 

Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Monoxide, Jamie Madrox, my homie Anybody 

Killa...that one crazy muthafucka Jeff....Tall Jess....Mike P....J Dirty, 

muthafuckin' Rah-Rah....my homie Synn....my homies in muthafuckin' Dark Lotus 

and Psychopathic Rydas....Big Baby Sweets, Sugar Beat, Stank and Poot, 

Moonglorious, Southern Crumpet, my homie Krayzie Bone from muthafuckin' Bone 

Thugs, and the Triple Six Mafia in this muthafucka! And that's Psychopathic 

till the day we die, BITCH!!!!............Oh yeah, and I gotta say wassup to 

my muthafuckin' homies, THE JUGGALOS, bumpin' this shit right now!! YEAH!!
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