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) 
(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

(Ross Baker?) 
(This is your landlord, I've been trying to get a hold of ya all week) 
(Your rent's overdue by about 3 months) 
Look, peanut. You've been calling me, hounding me about the rent now for weeks man 
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? 
Take this match
(Ok, What? No! Don't!) 
It's on now ma-fucker! Chaos Theory mafucker! 
He he he