Why don't you play with your friends?  They're all dead, dead, dead...  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Come on  Space and beyond  Mind of an idiot  I stoles your headstone from your grave plot  Conscience and confused  Seen tomorrows dreams on tonights news  Fallin through a hole in the sky  Will I die?  You know the time multiplied with this life, love, and lies  Steppin in the darkness  Walkin through my conscience  Like an android I remain heartless  Underground, and mental know me well  Bring it to the white lights of the depths of Hell  Walk through the time flux hand and hand with clear mind  Chords are harmonious like the rhythm of windchimes  Peel back the rind and examine the fruit  Rotten to the core buried in they best suits  Maggots crawling on they face,  Eyes sunk in they head  Throw your fuckin arms up and rock the dead  Wake up, float to the sky   Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Come on  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Screamin like AHH!  I can't even take it no more  Release the straps from my jacket and let me go  Ill medication got my whole body shakin  Making an escaping  But they gonna keep on chasing  I'm facing off with the world and the planet  Nigga hoe  Buried alive like good goddamnit  It ain't a living thing   It's a no fuck giving thing  Bring the pain  And I'ma bleed with the rain  Insane when I leave this bitch  I got the whole world screaming out  YOU AIN'T SHIT!  They'll be the wrong one's you can bet  I don't know why you hide your face  Cause I'm coming for your neck  Get hard on the plot  What you got?  Should I cut your head off on the spot?  A whole pile of dead bodies I'm on top  Me and my man rockin the dead like UHH non-stop  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Come on  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Think about it a hundred years from now  It was all different people livin on the planet  Now they dead  200 years ago it was a whole nother posse  Now they dead  The dead probably out number the living 10,000 to 1  A hundred years from now we'll be dead  So fuck that! I'ma run with the muthafuckin dead  Got my vision on you point blank range  Strange look coming cause I'm in all black  And I'll be rockin with an axe  Everyday life how I'm livin  Cemetary walks, and grave diggin  Sacrifice another victim  You can hear me screaming through the trees and the woods  Hang myself on a higher branch if I could  Gotta get em out   Gotta get these sick thoughts outta my head  So I been rockin the dead  Some of my best friends are dead  If you're cool with Monoxide, Violent J, Shaggy, and Evil Ned  Serial killas from the West and the East  And all the dead muthafuckas from here to Greene street  Fuck it if you're missing some limbs and patches of hair  Nod your bald head and throw your nubs in the air  I wanna see zombies just and scream aloud  And kill every live muthafucka in the crowd  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Take it  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky  Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise  Wake up, float to the sky   Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise(Rock the dead!)  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead  Got me a mic, and now we ache like the dead  And all we wanna do is rock the dead  So many thoughts runnin all through my head  But the only one that's clear is rock the dead