misunderstood life of a juggalo
Yeah… whoop whoop! They don’t get us, but we still ride. Painted faces, broken places, family till we die. The carnival provides… It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. Paint on my face, red tears in my eyes, Dark carnival rides where the wicked never die. Broken childhood, scars on my wrist, But the family showed me love when the world ain’t give me sh*t. They don’t see the truth, just the mask and the show, Think it’s just murder raps and Faygo we throw. But it’s more than that—loyalty, blood and bone, When you feel like nothin’, the Juggalos bring you home. It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. I’ve been judged by the courts, profiled by the cops, But the hatchet in my heart means the love never stops. From the Gathering nights to the alleys I roam, Every “whoop whoop” hollered makes me feel I’m not alone. We’ve been clowned on the news, labeled a gang, But when the music hits, man, we all sang. It’s about love in the chaos, peace in the fight, And the wicked carnival keeps us alive at night. Spray that Faygo to the moon, let it rain, Turn the struggle and the hurt into carnival flames. They don’t know what we are, but we know who we be, Juggalos worldwide, this family set me free. It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. Whoop whoop! From the gutter to the stage, from the grave to the sky, Juggalo for life, even after I die. Raise your hatchets high, let the world feel the beat, March of the misfits, never face defeat. We laugh at the hate, we dance in the rain, Our family’s thicker than the cuts and the pain. So if you feel lost, let the carnival show, There’s a home in the misunderstood life of a Juggalo.
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Yeah… whoop whoop! They don’t get us, but we still ride. Painted faces, broken places, family till we die. The carnival provides… It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. Paint on my face, red tears in my eyes, Dark carnival rides where the wicked never die. Broken childhood, scars on my wrist, But the family showed me love when the world ain’t give me sh*t. They don’t see the truth, just the mask and the show, Think it’s just murder raps and Faygo we throw. But it’s more than that—loyalty, blood and bone, When you feel like nothin’, the Juggalos bring you home. It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. I’ve been judged by the courts, profiled by the cops, But the hatchet in my heart means the love never stops. From the Gathering nights to the alleys I roam, Every “whoop whoop” hollered makes me feel I’m not alone. We’ve been clowned on the news, labeled a gang, But when the music hits, man, we all sang. It’s about love in the chaos, peace in the fight, And the wicked carnival keeps us alive at night. Spray that Faygo to the moon, let it rain, Turn the struggle and the hurt into carnival flames. They don’t know what we are, but we know who we be, Juggalos worldwide, this family set me free. It’s the misunderstood life of a Juggalo, Smile through the pain, let the Faygo flow. They call us outcasts, freaks, and psychos, But we family forever, and that’s how life goes. Whoop whoop! From the gutter to the stage, from the grave to the sky, Juggalo for life, even after I die. Raise your hatchets high, let the world feel the beat, March of the misfits, never face defeat. We laugh at the hate, we dance in the rain, Our family’s thicker than the cuts and the pain. So if you feel lost, let the carnival show, There’s a home in the misunderstood life of a Juggalo.
The beats are heat🔥 got me nodding my head from the first bar! 🎵💥 I’m feeling this ❤️