We may paint our faces, we may ******** around.
But p***y-a** bitches, here won't be found.
My homies stand, behind me all the way.
My true family, and forever we'll stay.
Don't ******** with me, cause they got my back.
Where do YOUR friends go, when they know you can't hack?
Do they stay there and help? ******** no they run.
Back to their mommies, while we have our fun.
My juggalo family, we don't ******** around.
So tell me this now,
are you down with the clown?
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