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i snatch tht axe right out the air
ninjain around so madly its like no ones there
i start the choppin and dicin all to hell
hopin when i get back id have done my job well
i soon need rest with my axe what to do?
i throw it up and it fallsm to someone new

i grabbed the axe and compleatly went awol
killed 3 kids and they mom at the town mall
saw 2 guards decapitated both of em
killed a weed dealer cuz i know he got somethin
cuz im broke like that and im a fool like that
broke in a car, kill the driver and committed a carjack
with a pound and a car i drove to the party
to see my homies, im talking bout family
look at the axe like "i dont need this no mo''
so i handed it to the nearest f***ing juggalo

stole the axe from the hand of a fellow
spat in his face yellin"you aint no juggalo"
the mob was full of bithes,
mother f*ckers & snitches
hitin & puffin the joint in my lips
swinging an axe although we all have one on our hips
drinking faygo & eatin pizza
come up to me ill f*cking kill ya
leave me alone till i get some a$$
my hand is holdin the axe ready to pass

I took the axe
What ******** am I supposed to do with this?
It's all boody and it been thur a bitches neck
Grabbing on the axe neck blood runing down my hand
So I took the mutha like *laughs like Doink the Clown*
I ran to the the tv station I saw this news anchorman eating pizza
and I thought theirs nothing like the feeling of committing the act.
Cut his head off, then I carvered his head into a bloody Jack' O Lantern
I threw the axe into the sky and let it blood rain down on my painted face
That I passed it to the hand of "insert name of the next guld member".

So I guess I'm next,
To receive this gift.
So I happily take the hatchet,
And attach it into someones back,
Laugh and smile all the while,
This poor mother ******** cryin' and dyin'.
But I guess that it's never enough,
To just see one b***h die,
So I walk streets with this bloody hatchet held high.
And as I continue the slaughter and crush my victims dome,
I lay the hatchet on the grass,
For another 'lo or 'lette to pick it up and start slaughterin a**.

i took the axe perhaps i should have a relapse i seen a pretty pretty neck and i couldn't relax i cut through it throw knifes with precisions it nothing like the feelin of commitn the in incision flip it over a radio programmer pound his head in to bloody pizza with a hammer threw it in to the sky and and let it stick in my back and passed out in monoxides front porch like that

There came a man down the street, his feet a' knockin'.
Down by the bar, right past these bitches I was clockin'.
From out Of the air come this shiny Axe.
I looked at him and said, "you owe me Repo Tax".
I picked up the Axe and started slicing his head.
Gave a Chop, chop, chop, and a slice, surely he's dead.
I cut out his heart and sold it Illegally.
All these Bigots know to stay away from me.
Cause once your caught, you can't get away so easily.
But enough of that, "Who's next, here Homie"