Picked up a Holy Bible and it burned my
The is on the broom stick, she put me in the mix Tonight all the dead in the cemetery will Now it's time to teach an old dog new You can't learn, so I burn your Bible Let's take a trip into my mind I'm I'll get'cha locked inside my cell And turn the upside-down and make it rain hell I know you can't see, I'm not your I got my soul on wax, I spin it as I melt wax
The unwritten, forbidden, but still hittin' The U-N-H-O-L-Y and I ain't
all night and day, my soul might be saved I make dead bodies roll their graves I drop one, two, and then 3, 4 After that I'll God I can't wait for more
THE DEAD Wakin' up D-E-A-D bodies me
And I'm from motown G Blood stains all in the 'cause I'm slittin' throats Bodies chokin' and croakin' when I hit a
Rotten, but not forgotten Breathe last breath 'cause the rhyme was death So yes y'all, get off the wall for the
vinyl
Aquadoodoo, rock my I'm kinda wicked I kick it thought you knew
I get funky in the joint, but the point and I'm from D motherfuckin' troit Back up off me I'm black like I rock for the suicidalists not the Up and at 'em, I'm runnin' at 'em I got 'em Now watch the devil get loose as I the dead THE DEAD I never fall back, I'm not a new I get to wicked shit and get a flashback I gotta unholy mind brain, money dollar poetry
To all the people knowin' me Some say I'm for kickin' my looney tunes I drop bass, my shit goes boom Never ever fake shit, on stage I break And when I'm rockin' it you know it's the I'm never up so shut the fuck up 'Cause talkin' some shit about me will run luck up Headbangers bang your to wake the dead The red rum or is the rum red
From a black man, rap man I'm not the crusaed named Batman
I like it louder, make it prouder I'll make your system blow up like gun Yes yes y'all, what I'm sayin' All the headbangers bang head to wake the dead THE DEAD