歌曲 | Rock the Dead |
歌手 | Twiztid |
专辑 | Mostasteless |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Clark, Twizted | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
[madrox] | |
Space and beyond, mind of a idiot | |
I stole your head stone from your grave plot | |
Conscious and confused, | |
See tomorrow's dreams on tonights news | |
Bloo bah falling through a hole in the sky | |
Will i die? | |
And all the time i've applied with this life love and lies | |
Stepping in the darkness walking through my conscience | |
Like an android i remain heartless | |
Underground and middle know me well | |
Bring it to the white lights of the depths of hell | |
Walk through the time ??? hand in hand with clear minds | |
Thoughts are harmonious like the rhythm of wind chimes | |
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit | |
Run to the corpse buried in its best suit | |
Maggots crawling out its face | |
Eyes sunk in its head | |
Through your fucking arms up and rock the dead | |
Chorus | |
[monoxide] | |
Screamin like ah i cant even take it no more | |
Release the straps from my jacket and let me go | |
Ill medication got my whole body shaking | |
Planning escaping but they gon keep on chasing | |
I faceing off with world and the planet nigga hoe | |
Buried alive like real god dammit | |
It aint a living thing it's a no fuck wit it thing | |
Bring the pain, and ima leave with the rain | |
Insane when i leave this bitch | |
I got the whole world screaming out you aint shit | |
We be the wrong ones you can bet | |
I don't know why you hide your face, cuz im coming for your neck | |
Bad part, of your block | |
What you got? should i cut your head off, on the spot | |
A whole pile a dead bodies im on top | |
Me and my man rocking the dead like | |
Uh non stop | |
Chorus | |
Got vision on you point blank range | |
Strange look coming | |
Cuz im in all black and i be rocking with the axe | |
Every day life how i'm living | |
Cemetery watch the grave digging | |
Sacrifice another victim | |
You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods | |
Hang myself from a higher branch if i could | |
Gotta get em out gotta get these thoughts outta my head | |
So i keep rocking the dead | |
[madrox] | |
Some of my best friends are dead | |
If you include monoxide, violent j, shaggy and evil ed | |
Serial killers from the west and the east | |
Dead motherfuckers from here to brake st. | |
Fuck it if you missing some limbs and patches of hair | |
Nod your bald head and through your nubs in the air | |
I wanna see zombies jump and scream a loud | |
And kill every live motherfucker in the crowd | |
Chorus repeated |
zuo qu : Clark, Twizted | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
madrox | |
Space and beyond, mind of a idiot | |
I stole your head stone from your grave plot | |
Conscious and confused, | |
See tomorrow' s dreams on tonights news | |
Bloo bah falling through a hole in the sky | |
Will i die? | |
And all the time i' ve applied with this life love and lies | |
Stepping in the darkness walking through my conscience | |
Like an android i remain heartless | |
Underground and middle know me well | |
Bring it to the white lights of the depths of hell | |
Walk through the time ??? hand in hand with clear minds | |
Thoughts are harmonious like the rhythm of wind chimes | |
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit | |
Run to the corpse buried in its best suit | |
Maggots crawling out its face | |
Eyes sunk in its head | |
Through your fucking arms up and rock the dead | |
Chorus | |
monoxide | |
Screamin like ah i cant even take it no more | |
Release the straps from my jacket and let me go | |
Ill medication got my whole body shaking | |
Planning escaping but they gon keep on chasing | |
I faceing off with world and the planet nigga hoe | |
Buried alive like real god dammit | |
It aint a living thing it' s a no fuck wit it thing | |
Bring the pain, and ima leave with the rain | |
Insane when i leave this bitch | |
I got the whole world screaming out you aint shit | |
We be the wrong ones you can bet | |
I don' t know why you hide your face, cuz im coming for your neck | |
Bad part, of your block | |
What you got? should i cut your head off, on the spot | |
A whole pile a dead bodies im on top | |
Me and my man rocking the dead like | |
Uh non stop | |
Chorus | |
Got vision on you point blank range | |
Strange look coming | |
Cuz im in all black and i be rocking with the axe | |
Every day life how i' m living | |
Cemetery watch the grave digging | |
Sacrifice another victim | |
You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods | |
Hang myself from a higher branch if i could | |
Gotta get em out gotta get these thoughts outta my head | |
So i keep rocking the dead | |
madrox | |
Some of my best friends are dead | |
If you include monoxide, violent j, shaggy and evil ed | |
Serial killers from the west and the east | |
Dead motherfuckers from here to brake st. | |
Fuck it if you missing some limbs and patches of hair | |
Nod your bald head and through your nubs in the air | |
I wanna see zombies jump and scream a loud | |
And kill every live motherfucker in the crowd | |
Chorus repeated |
zuò qǔ : Clark, Twizted | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
Make a move to the sky | |
Play the wicked shit and the dead will arrive | |
madrox | |
Space and beyond, mind of a idiot | |
I stole your head stone from your grave plot | |
Conscious and confused, | |
See tomorrow' s dreams on tonights news | |
Bloo bah falling through a hole in the sky | |
Will i die? | |
And all the time i' ve applied with this life love and lies | |
Stepping in the darkness walking through my conscience | |
Like an android i remain heartless | |
Underground and middle know me well | |
Bring it to the white lights of the depths of hell | |
Walk through the time ??? hand in hand with clear minds | |
Thoughts are harmonious like the rhythm of wind chimes | |
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit | |
Run to the corpse buried in its best suit | |
Maggots crawling out its face | |
Eyes sunk in its head | |
Through your fucking arms up and rock the dead | |
Chorus | |
monoxide | |
Screamin like ah i cant even take it no more | |
Release the straps from my jacket and let me go | |
Ill medication got my whole body shaking | |
Planning escaping but they gon keep on chasing | |
I faceing off with world and the planet nigga hoe | |
Buried alive like real god dammit | |
It aint a living thing it' s a no fuck wit it thing | |
Bring the pain, and ima leave with the rain | |
Insane when i leave this bitch | |
I got the whole world screaming out you aint shit | |
We be the wrong ones you can bet | |
I don' t know why you hide your face, cuz im coming for your neck | |
Bad part, of your block | |
What you got? should i cut your head off, on the spot | |
A whole pile a dead bodies im on top | |
Me and my man rocking the dead like | |
Uh non stop | |
Chorus | |
Got vision on you point blank range | |
Strange look coming | |
Cuz im in all black and i be rocking with the axe | |
Every day life how i' m living | |
Cemetery watch the grave digging | |
Sacrifice another victim | |
You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods | |
Hang myself from a higher branch if i could | |
Gotta get em out gotta get these thoughts outta my head | |
So i keep rocking the dead | |
madrox | |
Some of my best friends are dead | |
If you include monoxide, violent j, shaggy and evil ed | |
Serial killers from the west and the east | |
Dead motherfuckers from here to brake st. | |
Fuck it if you missing some limbs and patches of hair | |
Nod your bald head and through your nubs in the air | |
I wanna see zombies jump and scream a loud | |
And kill every live motherfucker in the crowd | |
Chorus repeated |