Axes Swingin
Violent J Lyrics


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Axes Swingin'
Ever since Picker Forest started
I been hatchetly retarded
All laws been disregarded
I just wanna see souls departed
I throw around kicks like Joe Kasugi
I leave necks all broken and loopy
And your fucking hoes a groupy
So I got every reason for a neck squeezing
I call upon the dead
To rise up and jump on your head
Wicked shit cause blood to shed
I ride a voodoo train right through your brain
I'm like a demon statue
I'm sick when singing at you
And bitch I leap I catch you.
It's just I'm wicked, dick it, can we still kick it?

[Chorus: x2]
Chop chop
We love to
Chop chop
We need to
Chop chop
Forever
Painted faces, axes swinging

Clinical depression
Try to end it with Smith and Wesson
You might have noticed my mouth is missing
Blew it off into non-existence
Didn't know that I was already dead
Vampire blood already spread
Being alive is all in the head
Like Jamie and Paul already said
It will all be explained in the Green Book
You inside of my Salem's Lot
And them Hells Pit flames is hot
And all them icy chains you got
Encase you forgot
Can't change your spot
You dug your plot
I can't wait to die
That's why I never hate to fly
I got a Holy Water icicle for Satan's eye
And another race waiting by
OK let's fly





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Violent J's song "Axes Swingin'" depict an individual who has been heavily influenced by the Picker Forest and the hatchet lifestyle. The singer's disregard for the law and the desire to see souls departed showcases the violent and destructive mentality that pervades this subculture. The use of martial arts references further emphasizes the theme of violence and aggression. The singer also calls upon the dead to rise up and wreak havoc, highlighting the element of supernaturalism that is present in the Juggalo culture.


The chorus of the song, "Chop chop, we love to, chop chop, we need to, chop chop, forever, painted faces, axes swinging," reinforces the idea of violence being a central feature of the Juggalo identity. This phrase is chanted repeatedly, underscoring the group mentality and the shared love for causing destruction. The use of the phrase "painted faces" references the distinctive face paint worn by Juggalos, further cementing their unique identity as a subculture.


The second half of the song shifts towards more introspective themes, exploring the idea of clinical depression and suicide. The singer speaks of his own death and existentialism, stating that being alive is all in the head. The reference to the Green Book and Salem's Lot suggests a connection to the mythology and storytelling that is an integral part of Juggalo culture. The chorus repeats once more at the end, emphasizing the ever-present desire for violence and destruction.


Overall, Violent J's "Axes Swingin'" is a song that encapsulates the violent and destructive mentality that is present in the Juggalo subculture. The use of supernaturalism and martial arts imagery further adds to the mystique and uniqueness of this group.


Line by Line Meaning

Ever since Picker Forest started
Since the start of Picker Forest, I have become uncontrollably violent


I been hatchetly retarded
My obsession with hatchets has made me mentally unstable


All laws been disregarded
I have no regard for laws or societal norms


I just wanna see souls departed
I have a desire to witness people's souls leaving their bodies


I throw around kicks like Joe Kasugi
I am able to kick with great strength and precision, much like Joe Kasugi


I leave necks all broken and loopy
My violent actions often result in broken and contorted necks


And your fucking hoes a groupy
Your significant other is a willing participant in my violent acts


So I got every reason for a neck squeezing
I have plenty of reasons to want to strangle you


I call upon the dead
I am invoking the spirits of the dead to assist me in my violent pursuits


To rise up and jump on your head
I command the spirits of the dead to physically attack you


Wicked shit cause blood to shed
My actions are evil and result in the spilling of blood


I ride a voodoo train right through your brain
My influence is all-encompassing and can penetrate your mind


I'm like a demon statue
I am a terrifying figure that can strike fear into anyone


I'm sick when singing at you
My songs are filled with depravity and sickness


And bitch I leap I catch you
I am able to strike quickly and catch you off guard


It's just I'm wicked, dick it, can we still kick it?
Despite my wickedness, can we still be friends?


[Chorus: x2]
The chorus repeats the phrase 'Chop chop, we love to, we need to, forever, painted faces, axes swinging'


Clinical depression
I suffer from a deep and serious depressive disorder


Try to end it with Smith and Wesson
I contemplate suicide by firearm


You might have noticed my mouth is missing
My mouth has been blown off by my own violent actions


Blew it off into non-existence
I have obliterated my own mouth with a weapon


Didn't know that I was already dead
I am essentially already dead inside


Vampire blood already spread
I have been infected by the darkness and evil within me


Being alive is all in the head
The concept of being alive is purely mental


Like Jamie and Paul already said
Others before me have also spoken on this subject


It will all be explained in the Green Book
My beliefs and philosophy will be explained in detail in The Green Book


You inside of my Salem's Lot
You are trapped in my world of darkness and terror


And them Hells Pit flames is hot
The flames of Hell are fiery hot


And all them icy chains you got
You are bound by the chains of your past actions


Encase you forgot
In case you have forgotten


Can't change your spot
You cannot change the inevitable outcome of your actions


You dug your plot
You have created your own fate


I can't wait to die
I eagerly anticipate death and its release from the pain of life


That's why I never hate to fly
I am not afraid to fly because I am not afraid to die


I got a Holy Water icicle for Satan's eye
Even Satan will not be able to resist the power of my holy weapon


And another race waiting by
Another realm or dimension is ready for me to join after death


OK let's fly
I am ready to take flight in anticipation of my inevitable death




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE, MICHAEL PUWAL, MICHAEL JOHN PUWAL

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PyromaniacFromPa


on Pyromaniac

Also a diagnosed pyromaniac ... J am not quite this wild but man this song gets my urges going skmethjng fierce. Too bad I went down for Arson and did a year in prison or I'd still be out there burning up shit (NEVER buildings). Fucking Probation. Only a year and change left!!

Rotten Stench


on Let It Go

"burn this whole shit down".... I'd strongly advise that get switched to "I'll burn this whole city down". When it's followed up.with "all of it" just makes more sense