How does it feel to be you? How does it feel to feel the way you do? You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me I know you motherfuckers bound to underrate me If you're goin vampire huntin' with a 9 millimeter Our souls are blessed by Mary Magdalene and St Peter Eat a bit of flesh but I call it the host Am I dead, alive, or just a ghost? Comatose midrange, two dollars and some change Perfect picture of sanity but I'm feelin' so insane I got a migraine headache, my stomach hurts So I'm lookin' for some sedatives, buyin' drugs in a church We some lunatics laughin' like the killing joke If we're not diseased then why do they keep lookin' at us through microscopes? Cover the windows and lock the doors 'Cause the darkness is growin' and seapin' through all our pores They call us freak shows and treat us like mutants With X's in the middle of our, you know how we do this (Freak show) And just like that you've all been infected By the crimson twins as you invoke our perspective How does it feel to be you? How does it feel to feel the way you do? You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me I know you motherfuckers bound to underrate me How does it feel to be you? How does it feel to feel the way you do? You so decisive, and I don't care if you like or you hate me I know you motherfuckers bound to underrate me I got a brain full of maggots, can't understand it While I'm labeled a freak show, grab an axe and imagine That we're here to raise havoc to places that never had it So fuck your mom and your dad, bitch We've had it up to here with the campaign smear When we're the only reason your fuckin' kids even alive in here So listen clear when I say bitch I got no lane And you fuck heads are stuck in them potholes again I hold the fame, so come to the game That I'm gonna give another motherfuckin' dose of the insane And I'ma stay jaded with evil like when I'm out Doin' wrong to different people, it gets me high like some cocaine Blow out brains, swimmin' on blood stains Time to let the noose noose hang with a picket sign up in shame On the Devil for bringin' me out again We on the same level but I don't listen to him I got a gauge and a shovel and I come with a grin And I shot me a motherfucker like- [*record scratch*]