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Insane Clown Posse - Graveyard - текст песни, видео

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Insane Clown Posse - Graveyard - текст песни, видео

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Новый альбом группы 'Черный Кузнец' по культовому сериалу 'Сверхъестественное'!
I'm scared...out in the graveyard w-w-w-who's there? 
who's out there? who are you? who are you? leave me alone, 
leave me alone, leave me alonnnnnne!!!! 

I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born

Serial Slaughtering mutha fuckas in the graveyard 
Tick to the mutha fuckin 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 black one 
Out there pullin carcass J will be the 
Barrier 2 Dope will be the Carrier 
And Project Born is Sworn 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 fuckin tooth 
I miss Mr. Nitty 74 to 94 took two 
to the head tryin to be hard to get you there 
Punk ass nigga do your hair six mutha fuckas 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 
Bitches I'm a blast and the bitches are never after 
These punk ass 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 fuck 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 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 ran 
The decrepit mutha fucka 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 
As I began my face Put 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 thought the carry one, but what about the rest? 
Tie me up with some veins dragin me into the tomb 
I knew I had to be doomed 
Cuz I can hear the loons in my head 
It was dead, echoin through my brain 
Tellin me somethin's wrong then I felt the pain 
It was knockin down my flesh by the pound 
But that's what happens when you be fuckin around in the graveyard, dawg 
Come to the graveyard now you see what's goin on 
You scareder then a muther fucker shouldn't of brought your ass along 
Ain't no place to hide, and really 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 horse 
You think it's over now, but now it's gonna get much 
worse Deadly sour paid a gang, nothing 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 great the bitch, to you aint no 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 Commin from the PJP 
The Project Born Is slassin 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 liven 
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 sleepin in peace 
Cuz nobody dares to ever wake the deceased 
But who is this mutha fucka knockin at my tomb? 
Disturbing the worms that are trying to consume, 
my body It better be somebody worthy, bastard, oh, he he, 
it's the Ringmaster Giving me orders to awake from the dead 
My body is decade 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 mornin 
Wicked Clowns ICP and Project Bornin 
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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