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Wicked Hellaween - Insane Clown Posse
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Wicked Hellaween Insane Clown Posse

Wicked Hellaween - Insane Clown Posse
[Intro]
"To die is a fate that must come to us all, but how horrible to be buried alive. Imagine the hell of lying trapped in your own coffin, your heart beating wildly, every gasping breath using up the valuable oxygen."

[Verse 1: Violent J]
My hand popped up out of the dirt
Crawling out with broken wrists that don't even hurt
My blood won't squirt its rusty, dry
A millipede made its home in my eye
I'll get by till the wicked Halloween
I'm howling, stray dogs following
I'm coming home, dead man walking
My feet flop Clown Walkin' might make the beat drop
Spend twenty-five years I'm chewing on gum
Wait, I got none I'm chewing on my tongue *mouth noises*
My leg snapped off at the knee
I beat a kid in the head with it and stoled his candy
Draged myself all the way to my old block
There go my old house, I go "knock"
Trick or treat, some chick opened it up
I stabbed her in the gut and started choking the slut

[Chorus]
What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)
Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)
Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!
And we get blood everywhere!
Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!
And we get blood everywhere! (Hellaween)
What happened to the wicked? (Bring that shit back)
Give me a wicked Hellaween (Bring that shit back)
Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!
And we get blood everywhere!
Yeah, and it's time to get bloody!
And we get blood everywhere!
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