| I bring that boogie, man
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| That boogieman is wicked
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| Only the boogie can
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| Make the dead wake up and get it
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| Boogieman, boogie, boogie
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| Make the people lose their shit wit
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| Boogieman, boogie, boogie
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| Make the people lose their shit wit
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| From every cemetery
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| To every mausoleum
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| We bring the boogieman
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| Everyone is about to see him
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| Boogieman, boogie, boogie
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| Make the people lose their shit wit
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| Boogieman, boogie, boogie
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| Make the people lose their shit wit
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| Pitch black like shadows
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| Hanging out like gallows
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| Locked him with them shallows
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| Evils and ferals
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| I rock the dead like apparel
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| Speaking the words of the tarot
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| I’m locked in with the pharaoh
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| Like an arrow aimed at your face, got a pair on
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| Not here for the accolades
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| So I sit here and I pack grenades
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| Inside words and I hurl away
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| Until the world becomes my cemetery
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| This ain’t no Child’s Play
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| Charles Lee Ray can’t stop me
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| I’m made up of demon’s blood and I rock with them zombies
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| I live in the darkness
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| Death is what I encompass
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| Brought back by the musical voodoo in which I come with
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| Witchcraft — I run shit
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| In graveyards, I’ll come get
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| Enough souls to mosh pit
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| And just start to rock shit
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| Anybody got a tombstone?
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| Watch as I get it grooved on
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| You probably better move on
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| Or become part of my group home
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| New song, move along
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| And I’m gone just like that
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| You belong in a place just like that
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| Just hold your breath and I’ll be right back
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| Just like that
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| Gonna make you dance
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| Whether or not, you want to
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| Skeleton hands everywhere surround you
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| Cemeteries, zombies are hungry and need food
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| And hoping to eat you, you’re a dancing fool
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| Better come to boogie cause it’s starting to rain
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| More like a lightning storm, as we perform
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| You’re gonna fall in the grave
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| Better glue your ass onto the dancefloor
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| Pass more bodies to the morgue
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| Gather outside the mausoleum door
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| Turn the base so we can fit them all
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| Mosh pit shoving, whatchu fighting for?
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| Thunder and lightning, I was gonna pour
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| Dancing on graves cause we rotten to the core
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| Finish on the creature dance, I’m the boogieman
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| Jumping like I’m dunking a hoop through a backboard
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| I tried to tango with a torso and I let go
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| They dance too slow, not funky enough
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| And bitch I came to boogie ho
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| Gotta get your two left feet and feel the beat
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| So you can shake them tats
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| The boogieman don’t care less
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| If you got one arm, no legs, or half a face
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| You feel the rain in the dark
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| You’re bleedin', sweatin', it’s fine
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| It’s to get chicks into shakin' their hips
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| Emerge for the darkness on the grind
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| On ya, whether alive or whether you’re dead
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| When that boogieman is breathin' it’s easy to lose your head
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| It’s like a rave in a cemetery
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| Bodies everywhere, see the dead here, see the dead there
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| Ain’t nobody scared
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| And compared to the prom, this shit’s the bomb
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| And I’m fucked up, finna get my boogie on
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| Get a dance like I know I can
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| Ain’t nobody bragging, shit I know I’m sweet
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| And me and M-O-N-O, we came to be
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| Cause we’re dancing with Majik Ninja feet
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| To the vampire, to the werewolf
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| Till the boogieman comes we fucking grind
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| Do this shit every day of my life
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| To the moon in the sky each and every night
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| Bring the boogieman everywhere we go
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| Every song in the studio, every video
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| Every show when you know that we go loco
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| When we rep the dead yo and that’s fosho |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boogieman (Skit), artist - Twiztid. Album song The Darkness, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп