Mad, Mad World

Juggalo lives are full of complications

Are raised to survive on a street education

Always realize that there is a limitation

If we don't school life with a fresh occupation

Without society there's no communication

We feel a lot of hate, a lot of frustration

But we are driven by the realization

That we don't wanna be a sheep in this population

So we ascend through the madness without a fall

As we climb our way to the gates of Shangri-La

Living life can leave your mind in a twirl

When you're stuck in the middle of a mad mad world

Yo Juggalos

(It's a mad, mad world out there, ya'll)

We gotta stick together cause we family

(You see a fellow juggalo out there about to throw down or fight or something)

That's you

(That's your fight)

Cause we like that, yo

We together

(Unity means strength)

We can handle anything in this fucked up world

(Anything at all, ya'll)

Squall

(We Juggalos)

Look at Afghanistan and what do ya see?

War stalking the children and the elderly

And when you look in their eyes all you see is peace

Because from the agony they wanna be released

You see they're fighting for their lives with every breath

Against famine, disease, and the plot of death

Now this was once a peaceful nation

But then came the plague that they call starvation

Now the stomach feels the pain, shocks the brain

Cause the bombs drop from the sky instead of rain

And the land is dry, while the mothers cry

And the baby that are born are born to die

You see the fear on the faces, dust in the air

The attitude we take is "I don't care"

But I guess it hurts us more than any other

As the Illuminati controls us all like big brother

Death is walking the nation, take the boy, the girl

All I say to myself is it's a mad, mad world

Throughout the entire time of six hours, indeed, those fifty one days, the FBI never fired one shot at the Dravidians.

The machine gunning into the Dravidians trapped in the burning kitchen dining room was not only visible to Congressional investigators, it was even visible to home viewers. So was the gunfire behind the tank smashing into the rear of the gymnasium

It's a mad, mad world, whether you're poor or rich

Because you're living with the problems you're trying to ditch

Well the Amy's in the attic where your husband has left

And you have to pay for the bills of your sickly son's death

Mentally of few, they're in and they're out

Your stress point builds up, you're ready to shout

But let me tell ya a lil something, that will not work

'Cause all you will find out more, probably hurt

Can't pay for your rents so you try to hide

And when that doesn't work, you commit suicide

And now who has your problems?

Your little girl,

And do you know why?

Cause it's a mad, mad world

Yo, don't let this thing called life kick you in the ass

(There's too many people out there letting life fuck them up)

Everything that you go through, everything in this world

(The drama, the trauma, everything)

Should all help develop you as a ninja

(You should learn to be stronger from all that shit)

So you can face anything in this fucked up world

(With your eyes open wide)

Sure enough

Let's take off for the horrors of the Gulf War

Left us in the desert, never told us what for

Some thought that they would be heroes

Thought their destinies were bound

But fields of bloody corpses were all we ever found

Why are we fighting the wars, what a lot of people said

While parents prayed every night that their sons weren't dead

To mommy's little boy, left him in a foreign land

Said, "You're fighting for your country, you better be a man

Better watch yourself, kid, and do the best you can

'Cause one wrong move could mean you're dead where you stand"

We finally get home, another war's going on

Some are saying that we're right while others say we're wrong

Anger turning around to our becoming outcasts

With a bitter hate and a pain from the past

No one understood my feelings of confusion

Said I was a fool, was living an illusion

Thinking of society and how I must adjust

Dreaming of my buddy who was blown in the dust

Gotta chip on my shoulder that weighs about a ton

Cause I seen too much killing before the age of twenty one

But the investigators soon uncover evidence of a unimaginable terrorist attack, which used as code named 'Project Bojenga'

Eusive and five accomplices were to plant bombs planned to explode simultaneously on twelve US airliners over the Pacific, causing the death of over four thousand people

Between 1979 and 1984, there were nearly a hundred terrorist attacks against Americans, as embassies were torched, blown up and seized and some three hundred million

Whut?

(Ross Baker?)

Yeah?

(This is your landlord, I've been trying to get a hold of ya all week)

And?

(Your rent's overdue by about 3 months)

Look, peanut. You've been calling me, hounding me about the rent now for weeks man

(Wha-?!?)

Don't ya know I got, I got other expenses?

(What kinda shit are you -?)

Wanh, wanh, I want my rent, wanh, wanh.

Crying like a little bitch, man

Look man , I painted your house right?

I soaked that shit in gasoline earlier today, man.

That's all done.

It could've been, it could have - you upset me man

You hurt my feelings, man

(Would you f-)

Look man, I soaked that shit in gasoline man

Chaos Theory, man. Don't expect it now, right?

(Mother-)

Take this match

(Ok, What? No! Don't!)

It's on now ma-fucker! Chaos Theory mafucker!

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