(Jamie Madrox)
We ain't underground by accident
It's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit!
Apparition of a poltergiest
Blessed with a heart but it's cold as ice
And broken twice
Now I walk with an axe
Dressed in all jet black with contacts
Straight maniac
Warlock
Samhein of Salem's Lot
Sand through the hour glass
Tickin' of the clock
(Monoxide Child)
If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious things on the market since date rape
We the dead, we don't explain or feel pain, bezerko
Keep it underground and maintain
Bitch you better check nuts
I'm doin' voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months
Ridin' in a dipped out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on a two ton blunt with dead folks
And it's like that
(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
(Monoxide Child)
Comin' up outta the ground
from the underground tunnel I dug
To keep away from the mainstream love
I just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
Can't work
With you bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press
With a bitch name tatted on your chest
Me and muhfuckin' Madrox
Hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people that don't get the point
We don't die....
(Jamie Madrox)
Uh-huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless of how you feel
Freek shit!!
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics
As long as y'all rock this we won't quit
We do it all for y'all...I mean that shit
Every one of y'all means everything to me
We bleed for y'all, that's why we call it family
(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
(Jamie Madrox)
We try to explain
The element of my self inflicted pain
We're not positive and uplifting, fuck you!
Walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit!!
What I live, what I breathe
Cast out Mutant X like he's diseased
Still they try to ban our sound
Cause supposedly it be resurrectin' the dead from under hollow ground
(Monoxide Child)
You in the dead zone, ten points for us
You smellin' cigarette smoke right before your lungs bust
You can't trust 'em
But I can bust 'em in half
And sit back and laugh
At all the shit I did
Can you do that?
Could you school that?
Better yet
I'm the wigged out serial killa type war vet
Freek show!!
Different than the rest
But I love it though
Put you to the test
(Chorus 4x)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
We ain't underground by accident
It's only a select few that can handle this
Freek shit!
Apparition of a poltergiest
Blessed with a heart but it's cold as ice
And broken twice
Now I walk with an axe
Dressed in all jet black with contacts
Straight maniac
Warlock
Samhein of Salem's Lot
Sand through the hour glass
Tickin' of the clock
(Monoxide Child)
If you don't know by now it's too late
We the most serious things on the market since date rape
We the dead, we don't explain or feel pain, bezerko
Keep it underground and maintain
Bitch you better check nuts
I'm doin' voodoo, leave ya 66 for 6 months
Ridin' in a dipped out hearse with gold spokes
Puffin' on a two ton blunt with dead folks
And it's like that
(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
(Monoxide Child)
Comin' up outta the ground
from the underground tunnel I dug
To keep away from the mainstream love
I just want somebody to move and get hurt
Got your hole dug deep in the dirt
Can't work
With you bitch muthafuckas makin' love to the press
With a bitch name tatted on your chest
Me and muhfuckin' Madrox
Hauntin' the joint
Bringin' death to the people that don't get the point
We don't die....
(Jamie Madrox)
Uh-huh, we unreal
Just like a seven dollar bill
Voice my opinion regardless of how you feel
Freek shit!!
It ain't about being rich
It's about juggalos and runnin' with lunatics
As long as y'all rock this we won't quit
We do it all for y'all...I mean that shit
Every one of y'all means everything to me
We bleed for y'all, that's why we call it family
(Chorus)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
(Jamie Madrox)
We try to explain
The element of my self inflicted pain
We're not positive and uplifting, fuck you!
Walk a mile in our shoes
Experience hard times and payin' helly dues
Freek shit!!
What I live, what I breathe
Cast out Mutant X like he's diseased
Still they try to ban our sound
Cause supposedly it be resurrectin' the dead from under hollow ground
(Monoxide Child)
You in the dead zone, ten points for us
You smellin' cigarette smoke right before your lungs bust
You can't trust 'em
But I can bust 'em in half
And sit back and laugh
At all the shit I did
Can you do that?
Could you school that?
Better yet
I'm the wigged out serial killa type war vet
Freek show!!
Different than the rest
But I love it though
Put you to the test
(Chorus 4x)
Axe murderers!!
We don't die!!
Serial killas!!
We don't die!!
Freeks of the night!!
We don't die!!
We get high!!
We don't die!!
by Some_Juggalo_666 May 13, 2006
Zach: dude i fucking sweated the technique!
Alex: wtf, how did u do tht i thouht u were black
Zach: ik dude i though i was to
Alex: w/e just Don't sweat the technique
Alex: wtf, how did u do tht i thouht u were black
Zach: ik dude i though i was to
Alex: w/e just Don't sweat the technique
by ztack April 01, 2010
Jo: Yo guy, what did you do with that booch last night?
Michael: MMMM.... Don't worry about it.
Jo: What the hell
Michael: MMMM.... Don't worry about it.
Jo: What the hell
by Nasan December 12, 2006
by Tox April 03, 2004
famously defiant motto of colonel christopher gadsden, self-described illustrious soldier, statesman and slave owner of 18th century lore. in reference to the anyone whose identical motives conflicted with gadsden achieving his ends, specifically the british in the person of king george III, this bloated fraud invoked the venomous viper as a depiction of same. lately reprised by the great gullible mass of what's left of the working classes in impotent complaint of their own tragic, irredeemable peonage. in current terms "don't tread on me" translates to "retread" and might as well show the imprint of bandag.
leroy:dwayne, them insurgents hate us for our freedoms! this country was founded on judeo-christian values! i want my country back! sarah palin is a great american! dan brown is the antichrist! i've got so many magnetic ribbons on my car, i've destroyed my alternator! don't tread on me!
dwayne:rush limbaugh had a back problem which led his maid to falsify prescriptions which is why illegal immigrants should not have health insurance. leroy, you've got tire tread marks on your head!
dwayne:rush limbaugh had a back problem which led his maid to falsify prescriptions which is why illegal immigrants should not have health insurance. leroy, you've got tire tread marks on your head!
by lexicali slim September 20, 2009
by Hal9k March 23, 2006
an overly used, annoying phrase that people say. When someone says this the other person may feel like punching him/her out.
stop saying it
stop saying it
cindy : What are you wearing to the party?
mindy: Just don't worry about it
cindy: fuck you
cindy: Oh em gee , i failed my bio test
mindy: just don't worry about it
cindy: what time is it ?
mindy: just don't worry about it
mindy: Just don't worry about it
cindy: fuck you
cindy: Oh em gee , i failed my bio test
mindy: just don't worry about it
cindy: what time is it ?
mindy: just don't worry about it
by moomoocow:) November 04, 2006