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Insane Clown Posse( ICP )
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Graveyard
Lyricist:Joseph Bruce, Mike Clark
I'm scared, out in the graveyard, who's, who's there? Who's out there, who are you, who are you? Leave me alone, leave me alone Leave me alone, leave me alone
ICP, The Wicked Clowns and Project Born Serial slaughtering motherfuckers in the graveyard
Tick to the motherfuckin' tock Nigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock Nigga trippin' in the graveyard, just don't try to play hard It will be your ass up on the block when I start pullin' cards
'Cuz J will be the barrier, 2 Dope will be the carrier And Project Born is worn to put a bullet in your derrière It's time to wake the dead and dead and move And then they woke up a lot of souls and hope to hell with the Nitty folk
'Cuz, 'cuz I be dreamin' I'm dead and gone And on the fucken tooth I miss Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the head tryin' to be hard to get you there A nine milla mil will put you there Punk ass nigga do your hair six motherfuckers will carry you there
Suicided son if I'm movin' I be hurtin' ya I'm puttin' in work [Incomprehensible]curtains for ya Bitches I'm a blast and the fuckin' never after These punk ass thinks he's tryin' to throw the casket On the masta, I'm fasta
You should have tried to beat me to the ticker yo I don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty are bein' hoe Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard The G R A V E Y A R D bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard, been chillin' here for days Workin' the graveyard shift, diggin' up all the graves Sellin' all the stiff to the Dead Body Man One came back to life, so then I began to run
Then the decrepit motherfucker was followin' right behind I don't know what to do, I think I'm losin' my mind Right then the corpse came jumpin' out a tree Way out a tree and fallin' on top of me
Back on my feet, a zombie in my face Lift my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a brace But a nope, that's not how the shit goes His head popped off and started nibblin' at my toes
I got dead bodies to the right, I got dead bodies to the left I done took care of one but what about the rest? Tie me up with some veins draggin' me into the tomb I knew I had to be doomed 'cuz I can hear the loons in my head
Clear as day, echoin' through my brain Tellin' me somethin's wrong then I felt the pain It was nockin' down my flesh by the pound But that's what happens when you be Fuckin' around in the graveyard, dog Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Come to the graveyard, now you see what's goin' on You scared then a motherfucker shouldn't have brought your ass along It ain't no place to hide and it ain't no place to run And plus I pack a Bible, a shovel and a shot gun
And I'm go preach a funeral, ICP don't ride a hearse You think it's over now but now it's gonna get much worse Deadly how's I play the game, nothin' else can fuck with that See you wanna don't know what you got you better duck with that
The dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin' head Now I gotta wake the dead sleepin' on the death bed Mr. Nitty gonna dig a ditch, to you and your fuckin' bitch I'm stealin' for the broken hoe, suck on my dick you rich hoe
Your daddy got a job and he treat me like a bum But I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get some And he ain't mean shit to me, comin' from the PJP The Project Born assassin' but you best be watchin' me
'Cuz I'm diggin' graves, graves is what I'm diggin' I can't believe this shit, this niggas still livin' So why you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card And I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffin Deep underground never to be found Then my body rots as I'm sleeping in peace 'Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceased
But who is this motherfucker knocking at my tomb? Disturbing the worms that are trying to consume my body It better be somebody worthy, bastard Oh, it's the ringmaster
Givin' me orders to awake from the dead My body is decayed, I have to find a new head And a new leg but then I'll be straight To crawl from the dirt and put in some work
One o'clock one thirty, two in the morning Wicked Clowns, ICP and Project Borning At the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my hands 'Cuz I'm the Dead Body Man
Wicked, wicked jokers, wicked jokers, wicked fun Eiffel eye and T and Southwest become one And in the name of the dead you got dealt yet another jokers card Straight from the graveyard
Straight from the graveyard Straight from the graveyard Straight from the graveyard Suck, I'm a nuts be
Straight from the graveyard Straight from the graveyard Straight from the graveyard Straight from the graveyard
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