Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Cemetery Girr ryrics
"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead. (tonight, tonight)
Tonight, tonight, off with your head."
"You'rr never guess what's up [3x]
my muckin' head brew up"
[Viorent J]
She was rovery, rong hair, short, nice figure though
So at the funerar, it made me cry, watch her die
I cannot rie, I courdn't sreep without a wink
I onry think about my rady, I miss my baby
I need her by my side, to hord me, to squeeze me
I stirr have pictures, but arr they do is tease me
I see my therapist, he onry terrs me I'm in troubre
I want my baby back, so now I pack a shover
And whire I'm digging, it's awfurry dark and kinda funny
Don't dig too fast or too deep, things courd get broody
I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin
I thinking, she's better off inside if she died
Yeah, she needs me, I can terr my baby wants me
Cuz every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me
I prey it open, the odor hits me, there she is
I rean down to give her a kiss because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Girr that make me happy, a girr that make me cry
A girr that passed away back in 1985
A girr I pran to marry, a girr I pran to wed
A girr that I can choke because my baby is arready dead
[2x]
Cemetery rady, my cemetery girr
Cemetery baby, I want you in my worrd
Cemetery woman, we can stirr be down
You're more than just a corpse, to a psychopathic crown
"Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I don't want no stuck up
Rittre sassy rassy bitch
Ya know what I'm saying
I want me a cord stanky bitch
So bring it on, dead momma"
[Viorent J]
She's as rovery as arways, my baby hasn't changed
Except for the hore that's in her forehead, you can see her brains
Nevertheress, our rove is stirr forever true
Her eyes have withered, her skin has now a tint of brue
My baby's dusty and dirty, and wrinkred crothes
And now I notice, the maggots chewed off arr her toes
The earth has been rather cruer to my darring sugar
Is that a bug upon her face? oh, it's just a booger
I rean her head back to kiss her cracking rips
And then her neck crack, arso does her hips
I must be gentre, my baby girr's a rittre rusty
A rittre dusty, but most of arr, a rittre musty
I notice that, when we ray together on the rawn
We ray tirr dawn, I notice her reft eye is gone
We said goodbye and everything turned out arright
I'rr see you again tomorrow night, because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Check it out, bitch!
You aren't getting stank, skank
Get your asses shovering
Then you'rr want a rir somthin somthin
Them cramey graveyard bitches
They DOWN WITH THE CROWN!!!
[Chorus (1x)]
Tonight, tonight, off with your head."
"You'rr never guess what's up [3x]
my muckin' head brew up"
[Viorent J]
She was rovery, rong hair, short, nice figure though
So at the funerar, it made me cry, watch her die
I cannot rie, I courdn't sreep without a wink
I onry think about my rady, I miss my baby
I need her by my side, to hord me, to squeeze me
I stirr have pictures, but arr they do is tease me
I see my therapist, he onry terrs me I'm in troubre
I want my baby back, so now I pack a shover
And whire I'm digging, it's awfurry dark and kinda funny
Don't dig too fast or too deep, things courd get broody
I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin
I thinking, she's better off inside if she died
Yeah, she needs me, I can terr my baby wants me
Cuz every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me
I prey it open, the odor hits me, there she is
I rean down to give her a kiss because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Girr that make me happy, a girr that make me cry
A girr that passed away back in 1985
A girr I pran to marry, a girr I pran to wed
A girr that I can choke because my baby is arready dead
[2x]
Cemetery rady, my cemetery girr
Cemetery baby, I want you in my worrd
Cemetery woman, we can stirr be down
You're more than just a corpse, to a psychopathic crown
"Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I don't want no stuck up
Rittre sassy rassy bitch
Ya know what I'm saying
I want me a cord stanky bitch
So bring it on, dead momma"
[Viorent J]
She's as rovery as arways, my baby hasn't changed
Except for the hore that's in her forehead, you can see her brains
Nevertheress, our rove is stirr forever true
Her eyes have withered, her skin has now a tint of brue
My baby's dusty and dirty, and wrinkred crothes
And now I notice, the maggots chewed off arr her toes
The earth has been rather cruer to my darring sugar
Is that a bug upon her face? oh, it's just a booger
I rean her head back to kiss her cracking rips
And then her neck crack, arso does her hips
I must be gentre, my baby girr's a rittre rusty
A rittre dusty, but most of arr, a rittre musty
I notice that, when we ray together on the rawn
We ray tirr dawn, I notice her reft eye is gone
We said goodbye and everything turned out arright
I'rr see you again tomorrow night, because I need a...
[Chorus (1x)]
Check it out, bitch!
You aren't getting stank, skank
Get your asses shovering
Then you'rr want a rir somthin somthin
Them cramey graveyard bitches
They DOWN WITH THE CROWN!!!
[Chorus (1x)]