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ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) lyrics : "Graveyard"

I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born
Serial Slaughtering mother$#&@ers in the graveyard


Tick to the mother$#&@in tock
^!$$% the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock
^!$$% trippin in the graveyard

Just don't try to play hard
It will be your $$# up on the block
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 wworn to put a bullet in your derriere

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 I be dreamin I'm dead and gone
And on the $#&@en 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 $$# ^!$$% do your hair six mother$#&@ers will carry you there

It'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin ya
I'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for ya
(*##$es I'm a blast and the (*##$es are never after

These punk $$# thinks he's tryin to throw the casket
on the masta, I'm fasta
You should of tried to beat me to the ticker yo

I don't give a $#&@ if Mr. Nitty bein hoe
Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard
G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d (*##$ it's the graveyard


Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for days
Workin the graveyard shift diggen up all the graves

Sellin all the stiff to the Dead Body Man
One came back to life so then I began to ran
The decrepit mother$#&@er 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
Put my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a brace
But a nope, that's not how the %#@! goes

His head poped off and started nibblin on 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

Cause I can hear the loons in my head
Clear as day, echoin through my brain
Tellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the pain

It was nockin down my flesh by the pound
But that's what happens
when you be $#&@in around in the graveyard, dawg


Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin on
You scarder then a mother$#&@er shouldn't of brought your $$# 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
Don't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearse

You think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worse
Deadly hows I play the game, nothin else can $#&@ with that
See you wanna don't know what you got, you better duck with that

The dead will come alive and decapitate your $#&@in head
Now I gotta wake the dead, sleepin on the death bed
Mr. Nitty gonna dig a ditch, to you and your $#&@in (*##$

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 $$# know, he can come and get some
And he ain't mean %#@! to me, comin from the PJP
The Project Born $$#assin but you best be watchin me

Cause I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm diggin
I can't believe this %#@!, this ^!$$%s still liven
So why you gonna play hard? Brother blow your hole card

And I'll go slap your $$# 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 sleepin in peace

Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceist
But who is this mother$#&@er knockin at my tomb?
Disturbin the worms that are tryin to consume, my body
It better be somebody worthy, !@$(
Oh, he he, it's the Ringmaster

Givin me orders to awake from the dead
My body is decayed I need 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 joker card
Straight from the graveyard [repeat]

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