Lirik Lagu Graveyard - Insane Clown Posse
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I C P the wicked clowns and Project BornSerial Slaughtering mutha fuckas in the graveyard
Tick to the mutha fucken tockNigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rockNigga trippen in the graveyardJust don't try to play hardIt will be your ass up on the blockUp on the block when I start pullin' cardsCuz J will be the Barrier2 Dope will be the CarrierAnd Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your derriereIt's time to wake the dead and dead and moveAnd then they woke up a lot of soulsAnd hope to hell with the Nitty folkCuz I be dreamin I'm dead and goneAnd on the fucken tooth I missMr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the headTryin to be hard to get you thereAnd I'll be able to put you therePunk ass nigga do your hair six mutha fuckas will carry you thereIt'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin yaI'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for yaBitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never afterThese punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casketon the masta, I'm fastaYou should of tried to beat me to the ticker yoI don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoeDon't risk your neck from the brother on the bullevardG-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for daysWorkin the graveyard shift diggen up all the gravesSellin all the stiff to the Dead Body ManWakin back to life so then I began to ranThe decrepid mutha fucka was followin right behindI don't know what to do, I think I'm losin my mindRight then the corpse came jumpin out a treeWay out a treeAnd fallin on top of meBack on my feetAs I began my facePut my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a braceBut a nope, that's not how the shit goesHis head poped off and started nibblin on my toesI got dead bodies to the rightI got dead bodies to the leftI thought the cary one, but what about the rest?Tie me up with some veins dragen me into the tombI knew I had to be doomedCuz I can hear the loons in my headIt was dead, echoin through my brainTellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the painIt was nockin down my flesh by the poundBut that's what happenswhen you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin onYou scarder then a muther fucker shouldn't of broughtyour ass alongAin't no place to hide, and really no place to runAnd plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gunDon't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearseYou think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worseDeadly sour paid a gang, nothing else can fuck with thatSee you wanna don't know what you got,you better duck with thatThe dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin headNow I gotta wake the deadSleepin on the death bedMr. Nitty gonna great the bitch, to you aint no fuckin bitchI'm stealin for the broken hoeSuck on my dick you rich hoeYour daddy got a job and he treat me like a bumBut I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get someAnd he ain't mean shit to meCommin from the PJPThe Project Born assassin but you best be watchin meCuz I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm digginI can't believe this shit, this niggas still livenSo why you gonna play hard?Brother blow your hole cardAnd I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffinDeep undergroundNever to be foundThen my body rots as I'm sleepin in peaceCuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceistBut who is this mutha fucka nocken at my tomb?Disturbing the worms that are trying to consume, my bodyIt better be somebody worthy, bastard,oh, he he, it's the RingmasterGiving me orders to awake from the deadMy body is decade I need to find a new headAnd a new leg, but then I'll be straightTo crawl from the dirtAnd put in some workOne O'clock one thirty, two in the morningWicked Clowns ICP and Project BorningAt the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my handsCuz I'm the Dead Body ManWicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Jokers, Wicked FunEiffel eye and T and Southwest become oneAnd in the name of the dead you got delt yet another joker cardStraight from the graveyard (repeat)
Tick to the mutha fucken tockNigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rockNigga trippen in the graveyardJust don't try to play hardIt will be your ass up on the blockUp on the block when I start pullin' cardsCuz J will be the Barrier2 Dope will be the CarrierAnd Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your derriereIt's time to wake the dead and dead and moveAnd then they woke up a lot of soulsAnd hope to hell with the Nitty folkCuz I be dreamin I'm dead and goneAnd on the fucken tooth I missMr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two to the headTryin to be hard to get you thereAnd I'll be able to put you therePunk ass nigga do your hair six mutha fuckas will carry you thereIt'll side your fate, if I'm movin I be hurtin yaI'm puttin on way to much drinks so it is curtains for yaBitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never afterThese punk ass thinks he's tryin to throw the casketon the masta, I'm fastaYou should of tried to beat me to the ticker yoI don't give a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoeDon't risk your neck from the brother on the bullevardG-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard
Stop into the graveyard been chillen here for daysWorkin the graveyard shift diggen up all the gravesSellin all the stiff to the Dead Body ManWakin back to life so then I began to ranThe decrepid mutha fucka was followin right behindI don't know what to do, I think I'm losin my mindRight then the corpse came jumpin out a treeWay out a treeAnd fallin on top of meBack on my feetAs I began my facePut my hands around his neck and tried to put it in a braceBut a nope, that's not how the shit goesHis head poped off and started nibblin on my toesI got dead bodies to the rightI got dead bodies to the leftI thought the cary one, but what about the rest?Tie me up with some veins dragen me into the tombI knew I had to be doomedCuz I can hear the loons in my headIt was dead, echoin through my brainTellin me somthin's wrong then I felt the painIt was nockin down my flesh by the poundBut that's what happenswhen you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin onYou scarder then a muther fucker shouldn't of broughtyour ass alongAin't no place to hide, and really no place to runAnd plus I pack a bible, a shovel, and a shot gunDon't you point your finger though ICP don't ride a hearseYou think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much worseDeadly sour paid a gang, nothing else can fuck with thatSee you wanna don't know what you got,you better duck with thatThe dead will come alive and decapitate your fuckin headNow I gotta wake the deadSleepin on the death bedMr. Nitty gonna great the bitch, to you aint no fuckin bitchI'm stealin for the broken hoeSuck on my dick you rich hoeYour daddy got a job and he treat me like a bumBut I'm a let his ass know, he can come and get someAnd he ain't mean shit to meCommin from the PJPThe Project Born assassin but you best be watchin meCuz I'm diggin graves, graves is what I'm digginI can't believe this shit, this niggas still livenSo why you gonna play hard?Brother blow your hole cardAnd I'll go slap your ass with the shovel in the graveyard
My name is Violent J and I be sleeping in a coffinDeep undergroundNever to be foundThen my body rots as I'm sleepin in peaceCuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceistBut who is this mutha fucka nocken at my tomb?Disturbing the worms that are trying to consume, my bodyIt better be somebody worthy, bastard,oh, he he, it's the RingmasterGiving me orders to awake from the deadMy body is decade I need to find a new headAnd a new leg, but then I'll be straightTo crawl from the dirtAnd put in some workOne O'clock one thirty, two in the morningWicked Clowns ICP and Project BorningAt the graveyard I got the whole wide world in my handsCuz I'm the Dead Body ManWicked, Wicked Jokers, Wicked Jokers, Wicked FunEiffel eye and T and Southwest become oneAnd in the name of the dead you got delt yet another joker cardStraight from the graveyard (repeat)
