| It was a dark and stormy night
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| when 5 children of the Lotus crept into a local cemetery
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| their intentions were nothing more than to smoke marijuana leafs
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| and drink acholic beverages. |
| But these five young boys
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| were soon joined by some very unlikely company.
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| In fact, for the children of the Lotus,
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| this was some company that they could only dream of.
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| I’m talking about the dead. |
| Not just any dead.
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| I’m talking about they were joined by 5 ravishing,
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| beautiful, lovely dead women who opened up to these boys
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| and gave them their all.
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| (Jamie Madrox)
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| Do you like the Ouija, we dance
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| Blood, flesh, romance
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| Right there, right in front of the tomb
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| Beautiful, horrific, and the moon
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| Dead flesh, crazy hormones
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| Me with a hard dick, her with her neck broke
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| We did the tango, she breathed
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| She wiped blood on a killa’s sleeve
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| Now I ain’t ever been one to pass
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| She might be dead but she got a nice ass
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| Rotton to the bone, I like dead meat
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| Wearing nuthin’but her panties shakin’to the beat
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| So you like to dance? |
| Is that magic?
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| Is that your ass in back I’m grabbin?
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| You’re gettin’kinda freaky, bitin’on my neck
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| My heart is beatin’fast, my underwear’s wet
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| And we danced…
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| I can’t believe we danced
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| And I don’t even dance
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| I can’t believe we danced
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| And I don’t even dance
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| (Monoxide Child)
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| Sittin’with my thoughts by the Mausoleum
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| I can’t believe my eyes but I know I see’em
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| She walked up to me Can I have this dance?
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| And put her hand right into my pants
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| She had a slit in her throat but I wasn’t even trippin’a bit
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| But I was kinda buggin’on a bitch missin’her lip
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| She had a long tongue, stuck it straight down my throat
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| And when I went to grab her titty it just turned to smoke
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| And the bitch mouth just started bleedin’again
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| I had to open up her cheeks so my dick’ll fit in I love the blood and guts, and all the sex with the dead
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| I love the sluts with the snakes comin’out of they head
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| (Shaggy 2Dope)
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| Damn, was there somethin’special in that?
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| When I swallowed it down it kinda pushed my wig back
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| Fact wait, whoa let me rub my eyes
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| What I’m seein’right now startin’to make my pants rise
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| Hello beauty queen, can I have this dance?
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| And when the song is over can I see some romance?
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| So what? |
| You can see ya skull through your hair
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| I only got one concern, pullin’down ya underwear
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| As I lick the skin across her hip, I feel my tounge slip in into a rip
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| A neden or a leg it don’t matter to me Cause dancin’through the cemetery gots me in ecstasy
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| And we danced…
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| (Blaze Ya Dead Homie)
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| My first thought when I seen her rise above the ground
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| My one and only dead bitch had been found
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| She was the high school prom queen, Miss teen and shit
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| Pressure was too tight she cut her wrist
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| Her clothes a little tattered, it ain’t matter though
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| All I wanna do is put my dick on her jaw bone
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| Spent about 10, frozen, decomposin'
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| Sweet talk the freak till I get them legs open
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| Can’t wait to get up in her decayed womb
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| She’s been untouched for 5 years in her tomb
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| She risin’up fo a killa to be the only one
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| Imagine dead funk smell every time she cums
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| (Violent J)
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| I was lonely, I had no one
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| Might as well do masturbation
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| I’ll jack off while Shaggy smooches
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| I’m watching him from the bushes
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| Had my face down i’m in progress
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| I felt something poking my ass
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| It’s another ghouly girly
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| And look at me i’m naked early
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| She came off her knee all mangled
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| She had no feet, skin just dangled
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| We went behind a tombstone
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| And I said, Your boobies, may I hold them?
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| She lifted up her crusty sweater
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| They were blue and stuck together
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| Gently I peeled them apart
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| And her skin ripped open, you could see her heart
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| And we danced… |