Rock The Dead Body Man

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Mike E. Clark - Rap

Rock The Dead Body Man

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[Intro: Violent J] "Wahh, wahh, I want a dead body! I want one!" [Verse 1: Violent J] Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs 'til the break of dawn I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin'; Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied I just ate my first dead body last week Still gots a finger nail caught in my teeth Before you start yelling and cursin' my name Rеmember something's wrong with my brain, insanе Second I was born, doctor threw me 'gainst the wall Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck And my mother's like "What the fuck?!" He said I was born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a Juggalo face But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just the dead body man [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope & Twiztid] We got bodies, dead bodies! (Rock the dead!) We got fat ones, skinny ones, males, females, hermaphrodites (Rock the dead!) We got somebodies, we got nobodies (Rock the dead!) Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! [Verse 2: Violent J] Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell Some people run 'cause they don't like the smell Others line up just as quick as they can To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh Heh, Just don't look in the trunk I drive down Central kickin' the bass Chillin' with my freaks and I'm pickin' her face Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head 'Cause my bitch is dead, I'd rather that instead Of a ho you can't trust, always diggin' a nut A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut Riding in the back is my dead body crew Only they can never think of nothin' to do If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourself You got dead deer heads up on your shelf On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand I'm just the dead body man [Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope] We also collect dead bodies so, if you know any dead people Or you yourself are planning on dying soon We would be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it We appreciate good healthy stiffs around here. Woo hoo! [Bridge: Violent J] Call me the dead body man (Someone give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Just sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (You can mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Won't you give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Just mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (You can give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Won't ya mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (You can bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man (Hand 'em over) Call me the dead body man (On the double) [Verse 3: Jamie Madrox] Space and beyond, mind dumpin' in the yard I stole your headstone from your grave plot Conscious and confused See tomorrow's dreams on tonight's news (Pow) Falling through a hole in the sky, will I die And all the time I've applied with this life, love and lies Slippin' into darkness Walkin' through my conscience, like an android I remain heartless Underground and middle know me well Bring it to the white lights or the depths of Hell Walk through the time flux hand in hand with clear mind Thoughts are harmonious like the rhythm of wind chimes Peel back the rind and examine the fruit Rotten to the core buried in they best suits Maggots crawling out they face, eyes sunk in they head Throw your fuckin' arms up and rock the dead [Pre-Chorus: Jamie Madrox] Wake up, moons in the sky Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise (Feel it!) Wake up, moons in the sky Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise (Come on!) [Chorus: Jamie Madrox] Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten And all I wanna do is rock the dead So many thoughts runnin' all through my head But the only one that's clear is rock the dead [Verse 4: Monoxide] Screaming like "Aah! I can't even take it no mo'!" Release the straps on my jacket and let me go Ill medication got my whole body shakin' Thinkin' escapin', but they gon' keep on chasin' I'm facing off with the world and the planet Dig a hole, buried alive like "Good goddammit" It ain't a livin' thing, it's a no fuck given thing Bring the pain, and I'ma bleed with the rain Insane when I leave this bitch I got the whole world screamin' out, you ain't shit They'll be the wrong ones you can bet I don't know why you hide your face 'Cause I'm comin' for your neck Intricate parts of of the plot, what you got Should've cut your head off on the spot A whole pile of dead bodies I'm on top Me and my man rocking the dead like "Unh" non-stop [Outro: Violent J] Wagon wagon dead bodies dragging Call me the dead body man "I'd just like to see what you do to get out of this one, Clark."

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  • Monoxide
  • Madrox
  • Violent J