Текст песни Icp - Thy Ravens Mirror

WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU
WONT EVEN KNOW
A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR
AND ROLL AWAY

How can i stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and
Prozak only keep
me in check, as soon as its gone, Im gonna KILL! And that was
my last refill
dog Dammit! I drink litium and I dont even know whut it is, only
reason why you
diss on me is because you want a sip! Every time I drink it, I piss out a
laser, and cut holes in the wall with my dick phaser, Ima do
time I asume, I
bitch slapped the judge right out his own court room, then I
took the bench,
and sentenced myself, eternal happiness and good health mother
fucko, mother
fucko, mother fucko, I represent the Hatchet, I see you eye ball
lookin’ at me
Ima snatch it, and whip it to the garbage can down the hall,
then kick you in
the ass as you search and crawl for it

WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU
WONT EVEN KNOW
A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR
AND ROLL AWAY

You know Jamie Madrox rapped about something like this only I never really
thought about how horrible it really is, laying in a coffin,
in a pine black
box, the only sign bein that of my heart if Im alive, But Ive
got no pulse of
every breath for days I remember the crash and after that its
a haze, but I do
recall the funeral, them lowering me in, it was about that time
when my souls
kicked back in, I tried to move my fingers or somethin’, got
nothin but dirt
hittin’ the top from them shoveling, Im fucked. Its been at least
two weeks but
I dont keep time, I just lay here motionless in this rotting
body of mine, I
tried fantasy reals and dreaming my way out, it only leads to
mind panicking
and torturing thoughts about running and breathing will it ever
really happen
again , please God, heaven or hell just let something begin

Am I asleep or not, I dont know, My body is rotting and I feel
Pain, Gimmie to
heaven or gimmie to hell but dont leave me dead inside this thing,
My body wont
let me go / WONT LET ME GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / My
body wont let me
go / WONT LET ME GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / Am I asleep
or not, I dont
know, My body is rotting and I feel Pain, Gimmie to heaven or
gimmie to hell
but dont leave me dead inside this thing, My body wont let me
go / WONT LET ME
GO / Let me go / WONT LET ME GO / My body wont let me go / WONT
LET ME GO / Let
me go / WONT LET ME GO