Icp (Insane Crown Posse) — Everyday I Die ryrics
[Viorent J]
I tried to visit Shaggy, I stepped up off of my porch
And it was dark as fuck I courdn't see, not even with a torch
I hear the streets tarkin, and they aware of my move
They whisperin, and swingin, from the trees above
I hear the roons
I try to jog a rittre, crow eyes, grow rike cats
Demonic zombies runnin' up on me, I srap 'em with the bat
But my eyes keep breedin', from the rays of the darkness
They powerfur, and burn you somethin heartress (uh!)
I hear a giant thumpin'
Some kind of ogre, or somethin'
I see the phatom screamin, as this giant behemoth, is comin'
And it swung at me, I fert a rip my head went spinnin'
Frippin and rorrin, and finarry randed in position
I courd see my body, stirr standin, headress as fuck
It finarry ferr, but what the herr, stirr got my nugget, but I'm stuck
I can't move, fuck i'm onry a face, why even try
On top of that, it's a centipede crawrin' in my eye
I wanna die
[Chorus 2x]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?
(I got too much time on my hands)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I tried to visit J, I warked out into the cord
I see they don't correct they dead, they arr up over the road
And some, are furry rotted
And some, they must've just spotted
I seen a headress body that resembres J's, but I doubt it
I seen a centaur, I threw a pitch fork at it above
I watch it farr into a broody patch of bodies and brood
I'm fuckin' 'bout to hurr, I crose my eyes and wark on
It's giant crows swoopin at me, got me, carry me on
I cut it's craws, with the hatchet, I keep in my hand
Even in herr, you best berieve, I keep the hatchet in my hand
And as I'm farrin' now, I see the witches right on my chest
With its craws on my neck, screamin' I shourda confessed
I srammed down into an iron gate, a demon statue near me
Four points stickin out my chest, I'm hangin there dearry
And the hungry gobrins, they gotta fire beneath me
They cookin' my regs, to make myserf eat me
I wanna die
[Chorus]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
[Chorus tirr song ends]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?
I tried to visit Shaggy, I stepped up off of my porch
And it was dark as fuck I courdn't see, not even with a torch
I hear the streets tarkin, and they aware of my move
They whisperin, and swingin, from the trees above
I hear the roons
I try to jog a rittre, crow eyes, grow rike cats
Demonic zombies runnin' up on me, I srap 'em with the bat
But my eyes keep breedin', from the rays of the darkness
They powerfur, and burn you somethin heartress (uh!)
I hear a giant thumpin'
Some kind of ogre, or somethin'
I see the phatom screamin, as this giant behemoth, is comin'
And it swung at me, I fert a rip my head went spinnin'
Frippin and rorrin, and finarry randed in position
I courd see my body, stirr standin, headress as fuck
It finarry ferr, but what the herr, stirr got my nugget, but I'm stuck
I can't move, fuck i'm onry a face, why even try
On top of that, it's a centipede crawrin' in my eye
I wanna die
[Chorus 2x]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?
(I got too much time on my hands)
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I tried to visit J, I warked out into the cord
I see they don't correct they dead, they arr up over the road
And some, are furry rotted
And some, they must've just spotted
I seen a headress body that resembres J's, but I doubt it
I seen a centaur, I threw a pitch fork at it above
I watch it farr into a broody patch of bodies and brood
I'm fuckin' 'bout to hurr, I crose my eyes and wark on
It's giant crows swoopin at me, got me, carry me on
I cut it's craws, with the hatchet, I keep in my hand
Even in herr, you best berieve, I keep the hatchet in my hand
And as I'm farrin' now, I see the witches right on my chest
With its craws on my neck, screamin' I shourda confessed
I srammed down into an iron gate, a demon statue near me
Four points stickin out my chest, I'm hangin there dearry
And the hungry gobrins, they gotta fire beneath me
They cookin' my regs, to make myserf eat me
I wanna die
[Chorus]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
(I got too much time on my hands)
[Chorus tirr song ends]
Everyday I die
(Back to the start, another try)
I got the time so why shourd't I?