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who's to blame
Am I stuck inside a game?
Just listen to me when I say
Ghosts are flying all around
Zombies hanging in the crowd
The aliens are down from

who's to blame
Am I stuck inside a game?
Just listen to me when I say
Ghosts are flying all around
Zombies hanging in the crowd
The aliens are down from

miss you so) whoa - now I miss you so

I feel the wind around me certain it calls my name
the wispered way that you did now drowned out by the rain

Now

Posse On Verner

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol. 3

2001

In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot

Makes me explode instantly i grab your hips
I press you against me so that my
Cock shoots again and again inside you
Accompanied by strong spasms that
Are

tonight
My thoughts get drowned until I feel alright
I keep drinkin' 'til I'm someone I don't recognize (Yeah)
I got wasted (Woah, ayy)

And I'm taken by

down to ride
You know you know I'll be by your side... by your side
Girl I know how you feel inside... feel inside
You don't have to let your feelings

trunk
Everytime I walk by
I walk by

Listen up this another story bout a nigga from the East side of the city
That raised inside the village
Imma share my

look
Since a life took I don't do it by the book
I done hopped up out the matrix got em all shook
God calling
So I'm balling 
You do too much jawing
I

'm going out my brain and I'm giving you

pain like getting choked from a chain
Bloodstained drug by trade through rugged terrain
The crash into the main

beats my spirit down
But something inside won't let it die
Kill me or love me
Don't just walk on by

I work a dead end job, and I feel useless
I do my

No emotion for these yats
Keep on grafting for my p
I feel spirits on my shoulder
Stacking dough piece, by piece
My white bitch
Love doing cocaine

dropped her off on the way
Used to ride the bus, the train
Now I by like fuck the cta
I'm runnin and runnin, can't leave a trace
These hoes be zombies
Just

Lightning storm to wake us up
A shot at the forehead to end our torment
Electrify these zombies, we can't feel nothing


Take one more pill, take one more

left inside
Oh nah nah naaaah
I will come back to you
Cause I still think of you
Sounds like a Deja Vue
Cause I am lost in
The way you move
The way you

by

I just want
What I can't get
And I'll never have
Cause we try too hard
And we crash course

When I'm not sure
Circumstances
Have their own way
Fuck

potholes
Now zombies on them streets 
Niggas zooted, broke, depressed & chained up by some LEAN

Can't blame my ghetto yout
When government, a money fiend

know the way writer feels
When he is out of ink
I know the way sword sounds 
Prepared for fight
I know who is wrong
I know who is right

I know who is

the blackbucket hearse
With the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies
We get them one by one
If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda, boy, you cannot come (bump)

sorrows
If you wanna make it then just grab my hand and follow
First rule they sleeping then fuck it let 'em die
I hope you meet your savior when your way

1 2 3 4
The zombies are in sight
Think I'll lock myself inside
Board up all the windows
Shut off all the lights
Got my gun by my side
They're coming

I know I shouldn't feel this way
I know its best if I take it day by day
Day by day
But I still feel so lost, already half-way gone
I just need

quite successful
At least I'm too drunk to be regretful
Zombies!
Zombies!
It's time to play Call of Duty: Zombies
I'm trash
Actually I'm leaving the lobby

Some say it's true
While music made our memories
My favorite one was you

The Who Played Tommy
Bad Moon Rising by CCR
Zombies Time of the Season