You hear that? What? 
What? Woah! 
We off the train tracks homeboy 
Outta control 
Me and Madrox, rocking bitches, slapping the world 
I say some shit to make your toes curl quick, little bitch 
Paint a picture like Picasso, from your blood when it drips 
Take a sip, it makes me stronger than the stongest man 
And my mind takes a journey to the farthest land 
I'm the whole world's kryptonite 
I got these bitches on they knees, kissing hands, crying begging for they life 
I'm a put your knife to the neck (slice) 
Gotta go, run you just a hoe, true you ain't a juggalo 
(believe dat) 
(?) 
You get your head split, quick, some shit they can't stitch 
I'm a scrub for life, don't let the hair style (?) 
With a bag of weed looking to blow it 
Those who don't know it, I'm Monoxide, blaze up a smoke 
And pass that shit to your boy, and give his bitch a choke 


4 thoze of u that don't know 
Never blow hydro 
Are you afraid to go where I go? 
Even though, call yourself a juggalo 
Telling everybody that you dowwwwn 

For thoze of u that don't know (hmm?), 
It's Mr. Madrox (fuck yeah!) 
First name, Jamie, can't nobody see me 
And my brother M-O-N-O one the m-i-c 
And basically my little brother Blaze, put it down 
With thug mentality (that's right) 
We represent the vicinity of the East (eastside!) 
But there'll be no love for hoes or the police (all you thugs put yo shit on!, biyatch!) 
What you thought it was? Bumping weak shit 
Need to get some hatchet in your life (Yay! Yay!) 
Cause you perpetrating, like we don't know 
Yesterday you was a hater, but today you's a juggalo (biyatch!) 
You just a false wearing sheep nanny ghost 
Trying to fall up in the flock, with that same mopey dope (mopey dope) 
Trying to turn you in the shot (Believe it is!) 
Second hand south scanned underground 
And plus a hundred grand 
So fuck a fan base, show me family faces 
No matter they size, shape, or races 



First off! (Here we go!) 
Who better trip and get the sawed off 
Pointed to the back of your head, acting like the dead 
Don't play, 12 shells a day 
Still put it down for my G's around the way (Hey! Hey!) 
Hey, ain't nobody try to step to 
Better watch your mouth homeboy, I'll powerplex you 
(Ow!) Into the mat, now picture that 
Your styles so skinny your noise is... (Hella, Hella! Phat, Phat!) 
Phat enough to kick it with a gang of hoodrats 
In the back of a chicken shack (Clucking) 
Move it back to your jaw like a side effect (and fuck you hoodrat hoes in the projects) 
Got a 12 gauge, and I'm holding it down 
Who wanna ride wit me, cause I'm headed eastward bound 
Call the T-W-I-Z-T-I-D-B-L-A-Z-E 
And we ride till infinity 



I hate everyone, I hate everyone, I hate everyone, I hate everyone