Wut The Dead Like
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Big E, Violent J, Shaggy 2 dope, Madrox, Monoxide Tell me what the dead like Whut the dead like? We be killin' off mainstream We make it out to earn a dollar in this pipe dream Whut the dead like? It's very complicated Whut the dead like? We the people in the moonlight sittin' in the graveyard all night Whut the dead like? I give a fuck about nothin' bitch and I know you hate it We don't let you bitches crawl off We chop your head and watch it fall off Whut the dead like? Whut the dead like? They sit and wait for armageddon They be runnin' with the hatchet So they can put a slit in your neck just like a neden And strangle your soul and let you jump and tryna catch it Whut the dead like? They like a boom boom boom They like a hahahahahahaha ridin' a broom Whut the dead like? Well they just like me Not givin' a fuck the world baby, care free J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me J talking about life and death* Whut the dead like? They like living underground Is what the dead like? When it's dark they come around We sum off the wall, like givin' a fuck and all Out the shadows, like a serial killa With a double headed axe we dub the wig splitta Runnin' wild beneath the streets And while you bitches hate we laughin' at all y'all Is what the dead like? From the southwest back and to the muthafuckin' east Whut the dead like? Sixth feet deep beneath earth Diggin' the deep but that's underground since birth Subterania hearse, coming out through the dark With the blood thirst and juggalo love comin' first Whut the dead like? You gotta be dead to comprehened it We'll still be standin' when your airplane's ended Buried alive you eternally you can't stand it The dead like always forever in a trenches J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me J talking about life and death Whut the dead like? They like the psychopathic shit If they see the hatchetman then it's underground legit Is what the dead like? And they takin' nothin' less Keep it underground for life is the dead's only request They be worshippin' the reapa Whut the dead like? Someone at you and I feel that's the keepa Whut the dead like? You can ask what Richard Pryor I know that muthafuckas life is about to expire Whut the dead like? It's like a stream of bad luck Whut the dead like? Mad curupt, covered in blood, bitch whut? Whut the dead like? We daze and confused Runnin' with the hatchet to death we can't loose Whut the dead like? Whut the dead like? Fuck the spotlight Whut the dead like? Only come out at night 'cause we melt in the sunlight We stay in the graveyard with our dead ass juggalos Whut the dead like? Don't know, ya don't need know J talking about life and death J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me




Overall Meaning

The song "Wut the Dead Like" by Twiztid feat. Insane Clown Posse is a dark and eerie depiction of the undead's preferences and tendencies. The lyrics explore the fascination of the dead with death and destruction as they embrace the macabre and a carefree attitude towards the world. The song talks about how the dead like to live underground, coming out only at night, and enjoy a certain type of music that is underground, such as the psychopathic music.


The chorus of the song repeatedly asks, "Whut the dead like?" and provides various answers that range from killing off mainstream, waiting for armageddon, living underground, and worshiping the reaper. The lyrics describe the undead as ruthless and merciless, hinting at their penchant for violence and destruction. The artists also poke fun at mainstream culture, emphasizing that their art is not meant for everyone.


Overall, "Wut the Dead Like" is a gloomy and cynical song that highlights the major themes of death, darkness, and destruction that appeal to the undead.


Line by Line Meaning

Big E, Violent J, Shaggy 2 dope, Madrox, Monoxide Tell me what the dead like
The artists ask what the dead enjoy


Whut the dead like? We be killin' off mainstream We make it out to earn a dollar in this pipe dream
The dead enjoy rejecting mainstream culture and striving for financial success


Whut the dead like? It's very complicated
The topic of the dead's preferences is complex


Whut the dead like? We the people in the moonlight sittin' in the graveyard all night
The dead enjoy spending time in graveyards during the night


Whut the dead like? I give a fuck about nothin' bitch and I know you hate it
The dead do not care about anything and are aware that others disapprove of this attitude


We don't let you bitches crawl off We chop your head and watch it fall off Whut the dead like? Whut the dead like?
The dead take pleasure in killing and decapitating their enemies


They sit and wait for armageddon They be runnin' with the hatchet So they can put a slit in your neck just like a neden And strangle your soul and let you jump and tryna catch it Whut the dead like?
The dead eagerly anticipate the apocalypse and use their hatchets to gruesomely end the lives of others


They like a boom boom boom They like a hahahahahahaha ridin' a broom Whut the dead like?
The dead enjoy loud noises and uncontrollable laughter while flying on brooms


Well they just like me Not givin' a fuck the world baby, care free J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me J talking about life and death*
The artist identifies with the dead, living with a carefree attitude similar to theirs, and warns against following them in their journey of exploring life and death


Whut the dead like? They like living underground
The dead prefer living underground


Is what the dead like? When it's dark they come around We sum off the wall, like givin' a fuck and all Out the shadows, like a serial killa With a double headed axe we dub the wig splitta Runnin' wild beneath the streets And while you bitches hate we laughin' at all y'all
In the dark, the dead emerge and behave erratically, preferring violence and humor amidst their underground lairs


Is what the dead like? From the southwest back and to the muthafuckin' east Whut the dead like? Sixth feet deep beneath earth Diggin' the deep but that's underground since birth Subterania hearse, coming out through the dark With the blood thirst and juggalo love comin' first
The dead are situated underground across the country, born to live beneath the earth, and emerge in hearse-like vehicles with a love of violence and loyalty to the juggalo community as a top priority


Whut the dead like? You gotta be dead to comprehened it We'll still be standin' when your airplane's ended Buried alive you eternally you can't stand it The dead like always forever in a trenches J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me J talking about life and death
The dead's preferences are so unpredictable that only they can fully understand it, and they embrace a life (and death) of being buried in trenches and outliving even the destruction of airplanes


Whut the dead like? They like the psychopathic shit If they see the hatchetman then it's underground legit Is what the dead like? And they takin' nothin' less Keep it underground for life is the dead's only request They be worshippin' the reapa
The dead enjoy dark and psychopathic themes, and worship the figure of the reaper and the hatchetman as symbols of legitimacy for their chosen lifestyle of staying underground


Whut the dead like? Someone at you and I feel that's the keepa Whut the dead like? You can ask what Richard Pryor I know that muthafuckas life is about to expire
The singer believes that death is controlling their fate and that of others, such as deceased comedian Richard Pryor


Whut the dead like? It's like a stream of bad luck Whut the dead like? Mad curupt, covered in blood, bitch whut?
The dead seem to bring misfortune and chaos, and have a reputation for causing corruption and violence


Whut the dead like? We daze and confused Runnin' with the hatchet to death we can't loose Whut the dead like? Whut the dead like?
The dead are in a state of confusion and recklessness, often wielding hatchets as they pursue death relentlessly


Fuck the spotlight Whut the dead like? Only come out at night 'cause we melt in the sunlight We stay in the graveyard with our dead ass juggalos Whut the dead like? Don't know, ya don't need know J talking about life and death J talking about life and death Na..na..na..na don't follow me, don't follow me
The dead prefer darkness and anonymity, living amidst other deceased juggalos in graveyards, and the singer cautions against following their journey of exploring life and death




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Hektik T9x

After all these years this is still fantastic. Thanks for the flavor and freshness!

Hanz Maulwurst

15 years later this song is still dope

im not very smart

+Hanz Maulwurst whoop whoop to that

Promise IllBeNice

You can add 3 more years to that

Leghar 1337

@Promise IllBeNice πŸ‘Œ

mitchell bailey

This entire CD brings back my entire childhood. Well at least my teenage years. Still fresh as fuck.

Sean

One of my favorites off freekshow

Keith Wandrei

Night time and I'm almost 40 dope song till i die

juggalocpirate

YOU CANT IMAGINE DEATH CUZ DEATHS REAL

It's Me, NINJETTE

WHOOP WHOOP!!

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