INSANE CLOWN POSSE - Murda Cloak lyrics

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Goin' Trick-or-treatin' in my... Murda Cloak

Goin' Trick-or-treatin' in my Murda Cloak

H-H-Ha-Hallowicked

[Verse 1]

I woke up I don't remember fallin' asleep

I feel the same wicked hungers callin' from deep

They tell me to hunt devils in they robes and slippers

Take some bow clippers, a black cloak and scissors

Now I'm standin' in the backyard full of regret

Staedy sweatin' once I do this ain't over yet

In and through the back door everybody's asleep

I see they tidy and neat, I'm 'bout to bloody they sheets

It's gonna be a blood-splatter expert field day

Because I'm killin' today, to take this feelin' away

They told me you people are here to ruin our cause

Nevermind screwin' your drawers, ya gonna have to repaint the walls

'Cause its a hunger, and I'm hungry like I'm homeless and its Thanksgivin'

Thank you for the sacrifice your life is what you givin'

No forgivin' me you hate the homiciadal insane

You hatin' nothin' with these scissors in your brain

Now watch your eyes bleed

[Chorus]

It's the simplest life...

I can't stop myself, I need some help

And with nobody left I'm killin' myself

It's the simplest life...

I can't stop myself, I need some help

And with nobody left I'm killin' myself

[Verse 2]

Sometimes I wear my Murda Cloak and tune into the news

I like to watch they speculation 'cause they always assume

They found a shoeprint, a nail, and a (?) up there

When the fuck these stupid piggies gonna learn out there

I tied a bitch up, I duct taped the bitch face

I threw her in the trunk at home I found her suffocated waste

I had to cut the bitch up, just meant to shut the bitch up

I never fucked that ho they said I did, man she was a slut

I'm sick and tired of they lives, thus everybody dies

Break into some homes, I see a spoon and bloody eyes I'm nutty, guys

But you can't see the darkness I do

Maybe I'm heartless, it's true, but every part is 'cause you

My daddy beat me with a seven, I had then brought home a hooker

My daddy beat her shovel, threw her in the cooker

Next day I hate to say it, but you know what happens next

He served my plate and in the meat I found a Kotex, Oh my God

[Chorus]

H-H-Ha-Hallowicked (Hallowicked)

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