Artist: Twiztid Album: Freek Show Song: Wut the Dead Like Typed by: RappazDelight69@aol.com * * send corrections to the typist Violent J!! Shaggy 2 Dope!! Madrox!! Monoxide!! Tell me what the dead like!! What the dead like, we be killin' off the mainstream We make it hard to earn a dollar in this pipe dream What the dead like, it's very complicated I give a fuck about nothin' bitch and I know you hate it What the dead like, we the people of the moonlight Sittin' in the graveyard all night What the dead like, we don't let you bitches call off We chop your head and watch it fall off WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! They sit and wait for Armageddon So they can put a slit in yo' neck just like a neden WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! They be runnin' with a hatchet And dangle your soul and watch you jump and try to catch it WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! They like a 'boom boom boom' They like 'ha-ha-ha-ha-ha' ridin' a broom! WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! Well they're just like me Not givin' a fuck the world, better' carefree!! If you look at the earth, the earth is one plain surface. What's above life and below life is death and that's where we are. There's so many levels of death above and below where you're at in life. It is compliced, it goes on for eternity. There's millions of levels stacked with death and we're waiting for you to join us. What the dead like, they like livin' underground That's what the dead like, when it's dark, they come around Out the shadows like a serial killa With a double-headed axe we dubbed the wig-splitta We some off-the-wall Not givin' a fuck at all And while you bitches hatin', we laughin' at all of y'all That's what the dead like, runnin' wild beneath the streets From the southwest back to the mothafuckin' east! WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! Six feet deep beneath earth Diggin' a deep for dead, underground since birth Subterranian hearse Underground straight through the dirt With the bloodthirst For juggalo love comin' first WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! You gotta be dead to comprehend it But still we standin' When your airplay's endin' Buried alive, eternally, you can't stand it The dead like always forever in the trenchesYou see, the dead are always watching you through the eyes of the vulture, through the eyes of the birds, because that way they can soar, they can watch what you're doing. Basically, they're just watching em' for entertainment purposes because it's funny that you fear death. You fear it and it wants you to taste it and you can't have it enough and they're just waiting for you to join them... WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! They like the Psychopathic shit If they see the hatchetman that means it's underground legit That's what the dead like, and they ain't takin' nothing less Keep it underground for life is a dance-only request WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! They worshippin' the reaper So and yhat's you and I fear that's you that's the keeper WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! You can ask Richard Pryor I know that motherfucker's life's about to expire WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! It's like a string of bad luck Mad corrupt Covered in blood like, 'bitch, whut?' What the dead like, we dazed and confused Runnin' with a hatchet to death, we can't lose WUT THE DEAD LIKE!! Whatthe dead like, fuck the spotlight Only come out at night Cause we melt in the sunlight What the dead like, don't know, don't need to know We stay in the graveyard with our dead ass juggalos It's funny when you think about religion and science and all that and they think they can put their finger on what it is but really they don't know the slightest thing of what death is. I mean, when you lay down to sleep and your body goes into a state of unconciousness, that's like the closest to what death you could ever witness in life. But even that doesn't take you anywhere near what death really is. I mean, when you wake up from a dream, you're talking about how great it was and what you experienced and that's all nothing, that's all minute compare to what death actually is. What you're thoughts are and what reality is is two completely different things. To actually experience death is beyond anybody's wildest imagination, beyond any writer's philosophies or anything like that. To have experienced death myself, I'll say I would rather run with the dead, I would rather run with the masses, I'd rather become what is forgotten here in this life.