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(feat. Insane Clown Posse) [Jamie Madrox:] Showed up in a red stretch hearse full of vampires Blood red rims straight rollin' on flat tires Screachin to a halt sparks spittin at tha paparazzi Reload ya flash bulbs for the dead bodies Severed bitches and human abominations Lined up behind the velvet rope wavin they invitations One by one they all pile in Find they seats and wait for the ceremony to begin When the lights fall its just like nightfall Unable to see a single thing in front of ya eyeballs All you can hear is screach from the audience As the victims up in the pits gettin robbed of they innocence Shit i love the terror in up in V.I.P With these vampire bitches takin hits of mutant extasy Spilt the blood the torch is lit Compared to the monster's ball yo bash aint shit [Chorus:] Now who wanna go to the ball (I do) The wicked ass monster's ball (thats who) Tell me who wanna go to the ball (I do) I bet you'll never see the door Now who wanna go to the ball (I do) Letras de cancionesThe wicked ass monster's ball (thats who) Tell me who wanna go to the ball (I do) The horrors been here waiting just for you [Violent J:] Its all ready, my suit of skin is made of dead hooker hoes With the tattoos still in tact, bitch take a look at those I showed up, the dead woke when i pulled up Walked a bloody red carpet, behind me it rolled up Check my name at the gate bitch I'm V D peezy I died for these tickets, it wasnt easy They cost me my soul Somebody said the reapers the DJ Pitch dark is the dance floor and deadly the seeway Creatures and hotties hot steppin over dead bodies Demons above pissin fire on the party Gimme a triple shot of snake blood 2 times A ceremony of creeps and freaks and blew minds Somebodies eyeball landed in my drink i chugged it Cuz at this place we all up to kid Spill the blood cuz the torch is lit Compared to monster's ball yo bash aint shit [Chorus] [Monoxide:] I pull up in a pickup truck with werewolves Step out leanin on a cane made of deer hoves Im covered in blood and holdin a grudge Against these motherfuckers from who I am constantly judged But down here homies tonights the night We all come together and celebrate the end of ya life Awarded for the evil and spite Enogurated for the demonic insanity portrayed when i write How can i say it, I'm just so elated to be here Paparazzi flashin for pictuers, wish they would leave here Carpet covered in carnage and red like liquorice And every step you take your hearin the blood squish I just saw a chick who was missin half of her cheek, chin, and her lip Handin out free drinks and cigarettes It must be startin, the torches are being lit The monster's ball is the shit And yo ass aint invited biyatch [Chorus] [Shaggy 2 Dope:] My arm extended, elbow bent, hoes cant ignore Clutchin to the past on pimp ridin across the floor Floating er'where in sheer elegence 5 years expired still scrubbin still laborin Make a hole in the dance floor its time for work My bitch started booty up and MC walkin Secret handshakin straight teen wolfin Grabbin titties that feel like drips of puddin But you gotta love it, its invite only Checkin my neck for vampire bites on me Can't get the fuckin hustle started though Come on man less limbs missin on Vietnam veterins I seen Dr.Jeckle spiking the punch with formaldahyde Backing down got smacked by Mr. Hyde Without an invite mother fucka, don't come Monsterous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch Come on come on [x3] Monster's Ball [x2] {All the people dead all the people bloody [x4] All the people dead all the people bloody at the Monster's Ball} [x2] [Chorus x3] From Letras Mania