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ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) lyrics : "12"

"Wake...
Revenge is mine
12 people will die tonight"


[Violent J]
Now I look and then reborn

Though I have just until dawn
I remember every face
Spirits show me every place

First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother

Till my fingers touch each other

[Shaggy 2 Dope]

Next one makes love to his wife
Only wish to take his life
For his family's done no wrong

Place his children on the lawn
Tell the misses, leave the room
Less she wish to witness doom

Grab the squirming filthy goat
And shove the dresser down his throat


[Violent J]
I must quickly use my gift
Next two work the midnight shift

Drinking coffee in the back
I will listen to them chat
Hear them speaking of my death

Hear the laughter in their breath
But the laughter quickly died
When their heads collide


Die!
You're gonna die...


[Violent J]
Now my anger's growing worse

Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down the hall

Grab a scalple and a blade
Time to play the nurse's aide
Operate and strap her down

Carve her face into a clown

[Shaggy 2 Dope]

Killed another then three more
Now we're down to only four
This man drives a taxi cab

Another wicked life to grab
Screaming that he'd thought I'd died
Let's go for a taxi ride

In the wreck of twisted steel
The stearing wheel becomes his meal


[Violent J]
This man watches his TV
Scanning channels endlessly

Stops at station forty-four
It's the Wicked Clown Show
Watch me juggle, watch me dance

In 3-D watch me enhance
Watch me crawl out from the screen
And squeeze your neck until you're green


Die!
You're gonna die...


Time...


[Violent J]
Even though, there's just one left
I feel my bones becoming stiff

And now I wonder endlessly
The spirits have abandoned me
My limbs are falling piece by piece
My ears and fingers in the street
But still yet see no morning sun

And here's my victim's early run

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Quickly grab him from behind
Round his neck with fishing twine

Keep him still and pull the string
Watch his head go bobbaling
Listen to my riddle song
Even though my crime was wrong
Murder me just for your law

And I'll be back for all y'all

Die!
You're gonna die...


I'll be back for all y'all...

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