| Something had woke me, a thump on my roof
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| It was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued
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| I jumped out of my bed thinking I’d been invaded
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| Heard smashing, more pounding, the sound escalated
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| Looked out of my window, blood dripped down the glass
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| I see bodies lay twisted and mangled on grass
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| I ran into the main room and Shaggy was dead
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| So was Nate The Mack, Jumpsteady and ABK
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| Bolted out of the house to see if it’s a joke
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| I heard hundreds of car alarms, saw flames and smoke
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| And the sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin'
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| It’s raining with corpses, the blood is appalling
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| Mama told me when it rains, it pours
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| But never mentioned dead bodies, dead bodies
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| Mama told me when it rains, it pours
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| La dee da, da da dee, la da dee, dead bodies
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| I never seen so many horrified looks on people’s faces
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| The blood is appalling
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| I hope I never see what all them people saw, and put them in their places
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| The blood is appalling
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| The sun was so hot, so hot
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| I was burning, yeah
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| Dead bodies lay randomly, some stack in piles
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| On all of their faces, pure horror, no smiles
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| I see children and elders and ninjas my age
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| All lay naked and mangled, most withered for days
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| I found safety, a shelter, I’m under a tree
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| Only fingers and organs come falling on me
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| I lay sleepless for days as the raining continued
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| The heat of the sun baking corpses like food
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| Then it finally stopped, I walk knee deep in blood
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| Over piles of bodies, through what was my 'hood
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| It was right at that moment the wraith had appeared
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| And the message it left me might sound kind of weird
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| But take all that I’m seeing and opposite that
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| Truth is I’m the one dead and this is my Hell’s Pit |