Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Zakary Pacillo
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Zakary Pacillo
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Diamond Style
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Back on the track and attacking the wackest to do it, I've been through it, I've been chewed up and passed through acidic fluid, only human but I'm doing the things that I want to do and it's exclusive to them Xuligans and Thuggalos doing it, any ninja that's been rocking with a Juggalo crew, and that's true 'cuz I'm the motherfuckin' unity dude with screws loose, we 'gon burn the fucking floor to the roof with no truce, sending Juffalos to Lucifer's douche
Show me a rapper, I'll rip 'em apart like a Raptor, it's their heart that I'm after, the other parts never matter, I'm sick of staggering, haggling, bringing bitches the balance, pull up my britches by the stitches 'cuz I'm up for the challenge, I'm bringing back the family feeling while I'm dealing some damage, I always manage to embarrass both my wife and her parents because I'm careless and I'm fearless when I'm off in the chalice, I'm not the biggest or the baddest but I rock with the savages
Steady knocking 'em back and clowning to keep up appearances, we'll be dripping in faygo in loads of Juggalo gear and shit, steady reppin' the set and keeping the legacy wicked we got the gang rags turning up the government interest and it's the same flag burning when we up in the building, we played the game 30 years and running under the curtain, the know the name and the infamy that comes with the circus and every lame to the famous know the Juggalo circuit, It's kinda hard to have haters when your clowning is perfect, I got a five year plan and my investors are nervous, put 80 grand in my hand and I'll be purchasing churches and snatching purses from old bitches that come to my sermons
Go with the flow and just row with the boat in the water, I'm the sacrificial lamb that's leading you to the slaughter, I thought I shouldn't but I couldn't shake the thought that I gotta, get on the sofa or I'll poke a fuckin' hole in your mama, I'm only playing I'm just saying that I could if I wanna so never doubt me, I'm the devil and I'm sharing my Prada, get on my level and we'll turn this fuckin' city to rubble, we make it rumble when we pack a Cadillac with the trouble, packing a Mac with them heat seekers, they call me the street sweeper, I'm murdering music and braving sleet in my cheap sneakers, I eat features, throw in the towel before I sneak diss ya, peep this, I'm coming for blood and I don't retreat either
Breathe ether, spittin' the flames I came to heat speakers, beat reaper slinging the game like I'm a street dealer, meme stealer going to war with a 17 sticker, mean ninja selling my message to get my dreams bigger, 207 representing blow the lungs of leaf peepers, fiends figure get on my team so they can dig deeper, keep reaching, record is clean and I'mma keep preaching, Juggalos from Denver to Maine know that I bleed wicked, trying hard to stay in my lane but I'm a speed demon, mashing on the gas to the gate because it needs keeping, keep it serene while I be gargling gasoline 'til I'm a garbled mess of garbage in the Garden of Eden, listen to Carnival Of Carnage while I'm carving these heathens, because I'm hungry as a motherfucker out in the street, and I can go on forever even after dropping nukes down, megaphone Juggalo struggle to make a new sound, cunt.
Written by: Zakary Pacillo