[Anybody Killa]
Where you at motherfucker? heard you been talking shit
But every time I come around it’s like you seem to forget
Shut your mouth you little hoe before I scalp your lips
In other words you’ll be a dead little punk ass bitch
I won’t forget you every time I’m pissing over your grave
Or when I’m slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimed
Learn about the tribe you’re dissing cause we all ain’t the same
Tomahawk steady swinging as I’m dancing for rain
So come and play with me, at least until the sky turns grey
Shooting off my arrows like AK’s
Amazing situations, four colors of man
Represent the wicked nation
Underground street level running it’s course
Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch
So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me
Because the native hydro keeps changing me

[Chorus]
Come and play with me, even if it means your death
You hated me, my tomahawk swings right to left
You bitches wait and see, I’ll be a Juggalo till my very last breath
And you hate to see, these hatchetmen upon our chest

[Anybody Killa]
Warriors, come out and play
Roaches are straight I’m ABK
I’d rather be dead than fade away
All my life I been a scrub I wouldn’t change a day
What I’m saying, quit playing, I’ma tell you how it’s laying
See me in the streets Psychopathic chain just swaying
Anybody Killa so it ain’t do delaying
Dead bodies 6 feet in the ground decaying
When I come out rub the serial numbers on my gun out
The tribal war paint on my face will make you run out
Bust shots in the sky and shoot the sun out
And keep busting the clip until every last one out
Erasing all the drama that this world brings
Moonlight shines bright on shattered dreams
Keep away from a killa with a gat that fiends
And get your own fucking bullshit schemes

[Chorus]
Come and play with me, even if it means your death
You hated me, my tomahawk swings right to left
You bitches wait and see, I’ll be a Juggalo till my very last breath
And you hate to see, these hatchetmen upon our chest

[Jamie Madrox]
Twiztid, Madrox, and the ABK
Buying automatic weapons from renegades at Bombay
Fuck Alize and them fake ass pimps
We the sharks in the water, y’all popcorn shrimps
So you can eat my cocktail sauce and ass
Throwing E’s in the air when we walk past, think fast
You can be a hater with a lot to say
But you talking from the door so come out and play

[Chorus]
Come and play with me, even if it means your death
You hated me, my butcher knife swings right to left
You bitches wait and see, I’ll be a Juggalo till my very last breath
And you hate to see, these hatchetmen upon our chest
Come and play with me, even if it means your death
You hated me, my tomahawk swings right to left
You bitches wait and see, I’ll be a Juggalo till my very last breath
And you hate to see, these hatchetmen upon our chest

These hatchetmen upon our chest
These hatchetmen upon our chest
These hatchetmen upon our chest
These hatchetmen upon our chest