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Chorus:
Pass it, something sharp and wicked
And I’ll pass it back
Don’t worry I’ll pass it back.
It’s raining, the rain is dark and wicked
And I’ll pass it back
Don’t worry I’ll pass it back.
and with the flying axe flying my way i tryed to grab it but it sliped threw my fingers and stuck my ******** face
i pulled it out and healed my face up right away
with the oww that occourd as my face came back together..
then ran to the next exhibit in this little show which was the little town of (bumble scumm) *the towns filled with nothing but biggits and richies and piggies and there all waiting* i start at the crowed with a quick down ground spliter which made a huge crack for them to fall into 5 fell in 3 dangeled at the mouth and it sealed squeezing there guts out of there mouths i then passed the axe to:
grabs the axe from the juggalo holdin it,
cuz theres some ppl around whos wigs i needa split
I run around the back of a lil piggies house
and sneak up on the door as quiet as a mouse
bust through the front door runnin full speed
dont care if i get caught, cuz i have a need
and my need is to kill those who have caused us pain
i will torture them till their heads cause bloody rain
and it squirts in the skies down to the earth
while their bodys lay piled inside my hearse
through their wigs ill swing my hatchet
you know u cant match it
ur head ill disattach it
leave your wallet out, ill snatch it
throw the hatchet up and see who can catch it...
((watcha guys think))