Lirik Lagu Graverobbers - Dark Lotus
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Apparently somebody or some people have been committing grave robberyand taking items of clothing and sometimes the body itself from the coffinsInvestigators are puzzled as to who this could be committing these diabolicalacts of robbery but promise to bring a close to the case soon
[Dark Lotus together]Well there's no moon out tonightBring me the shovelHand me the axeGive me that pickDead bodiesDark LotusI hear something moving aroundDead walking everywhereDark LotusBut we set them freeCome aliveDark LotusCome aliveHoly shitOh my god Dark Lotus
[Anybody Killa]Quit acting like it's that hardFor ya'll to see the truthThat the Lotus came back to rob graves foolproofWe always claiming that we running, but it's never awayStraight ahead cemetery jacking up in your faceStay far from the realIf you can't dealGot the whole world looking at us crazy for realBut the past is the past and the future is the futureBut the present is the time for ya'llto find a buried ruler
[Violent J]Mr. Newgleson, they buried him with a watchAnd it's worth about 300 bucks, give me a shovelI say fuck the deadI mean they fucking dead, fuck themWearing watches and gold nugget ringsAnd I ain't suppose to pluck them?I don't just leave them there,I take the whole fucking bodyAnd squeeze and play with they appendixlike it's silly puttyI'm up for all kind of hours all off in your graveAnd to this wicked shit I am a slaveBut I like this
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
[Madrox]My shovel will set you freeYour corpse should provide a good sourcefor the sacrifice before meI'm the cool grave robbing, raiding tombs looking for foodIn places that you never even thought toThe dead and they don't put up any fightBesides once you ain't got no lifeThe rest is uselessYou say it's ruthless but they don't mind they're deadAnd after their consumed they got my life
[Shaggy 2 Dope]See I got me a jobDiggin as a grave diggerWho woulda figuredMy plans was much biggerBut none the less the grave yard shift by myselfDumbass rookies don't know what to you could do with a beltDig them up in a line, and strap them up rightThrow the strings over limbs andmake them dance in the moonlightYay YayGot my own party startedDamn, I'm busted they got two others guys high
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
[Monoxide]With the gray smoke covering meI float down with the intentionsof grabbing another body from the groundIs it a sickness nobody understandsI'm all alone except for all the dead bodiesI'm keeping up in my homeThey always listen to meNever interrupt or pass judgmentI can really be myself around themAnd I love it, it's my own worldHand picked from the tombs of past on'sNow give me your grave stone to dance on
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]They coming to evict me out the hole in the pine box,I rottedBeen waiting here so long I thought I been forgottenAnd forsaken in the Earth to remainwith the rats and the locustsSteady crawling through my veins, I'm in painBut I can hear their shovels getting closeI'm shaking like a bitch after 11 years aloneBash my head into the box I can't take it anymoreI gotta free myself up out the gravesomething else in store
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
[Dark Lotus together]Well there's no moon out tonightBring me the shovelHand me the axeGive me that pickDead bodiesDark LotusI hear something moving aroundDead walking everywhereDark LotusBut we set them freeCome aliveDark LotusCome aliveHoly shitOh my god Dark Lotus
[Anybody Killa]Quit acting like it's that hardFor ya'll to see the truthThat the Lotus came back to rob graves foolproofWe always claiming that we running, but it's never awayStraight ahead cemetery jacking up in your faceStay far from the realIf you can't dealGot the whole world looking at us crazy for realBut the past is the past and the future is the futureBut the present is the time for ya'llto find a buried ruler
[Violent J]Mr. Newgleson, they buried him with a watchAnd it's worth about 300 bucks, give me a shovelI say fuck the deadI mean they fucking dead, fuck themWearing watches and gold nugget ringsAnd I ain't suppose to pluck them?I don't just leave them there,I take the whole fucking bodyAnd squeeze and play with they appendixlike it's silly puttyI'm up for all kind of hours all off in your graveAnd to this wicked shit I am a slaveBut I like this
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
[Madrox]My shovel will set you freeYour corpse should provide a good sourcefor the sacrifice before meI'm the cool grave robbing, raiding tombs looking for foodIn places that you never even thought toThe dead and they don't put up any fightBesides once you ain't got no lifeThe rest is uselessYou say it's ruthless but they don't mind they're deadAnd after their consumed they got my life
[Shaggy 2 Dope]See I got me a jobDiggin as a grave diggerWho woulda figuredMy plans was much biggerBut none the less the grave yard shift by myselfDumbass rookies don't know what to you could do with a beltDig them up in a line, and strap them up rightThrow the strings over limbs andmake them dance in the moonlightYay YayGot my own party startedDamn, I'm busted they got two others guys high
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
[Monoxide]With the gray smoke covering meI float down with the intentionsof grabbing another body from the groundIs it a sickness nobody understandsI'm all alone except for all the dead bodiesI'm keeping up in my homeThey always listen to meNever interrupt or pass judgmentI can really be myself around themAnd I love it, it's my own worldHand picked from the tombs of past on'sNow give me your grave stone to dance on
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]They coming to evict me out the hole in the pine box,I rottedBeen waiting here so long I thought I been forgottenAnd forsaken in the Earth to remainwith the rats and the locustsSteady crawling through my veins, I'm in painBut I can hear their shovels getting closeI'm shaking like a bitch after 11 years aloneBash my head into the box I can't take it anymoreI gotta free myself up out the gravesomething else in store
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
The dead need freedomA little air a little moonlightthis shit has been a long timeInto your coffin we comeI got my mind on your grave andyour grave on my mind
