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I C P the wicked clowns and Project Born Serial Slaughterin mutha fuckas in the graveyard Tick to the mutha fucken tock Nigga the click from Project Born and ICP are here to rock Nigga trippen in the graveyard Just don't try to play hard It will be your ass up on the black one Pullen carcus J will be the Barrier 2 Dope will be the Carrier And Project Born is Sworn to put a bullet in your darier 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 fucken tooth I miss Mr. Nitty took two to the head tryin to be hard to get you there And I'll be able to put you there Punk ass nigga do your hair six mutha fuckas will cary you there It' will 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 bullet yard Letras de cancionesG-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 Wakin back to life so then I began to ran The decrepid 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 I know, thats not how the shit 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 thought the cary one, but what about the rest? Tie me up with some veins dragen 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 somthin's wrong then I felt the pain It was nockin down my flesh by the pound Thats what happens when you be fucken around in the graveyard Come to the graveyard now you see whats goin on You scarder 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 fingure though ICP don't ride a hurse You think it's over no, 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 fucken head Now I gotta wake the dead Sleepin on the death bed Mr. Nitty gonna great the bitch, to you aint no 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 diffin graves, graves is what I'm diggin I can't believe this shit, this niggas still livin 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 deciest But who is this mutha fucka knocken at my tomb? Desturbing the worms that are trying to consume, my body It better be somebody worthy, bastard, oh, 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 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 Effle eye and T and Southwest become one And in the name of the dead you got delt yet another joker card Straight from the graveyard (repeated) Suck on my nutz bitch Straight from the graveyard (repeated) From Letras Mania