(Intro)      Every three years, an ancient ritual takes place here   Every three years, an ancient ritual takes place here      (Madrox)      I communicate with the dead through seven LED screens   All programmed to channel 13   They conversate and have a laugh and tell a joke or two   You probably think I’m out my skull but that shit is all true   Me and my brother got a hundred fifty reasons or more   Why they live inside the wall and hide under the floor   They haven’t walked into the light or the dark   And even though there’s no life in their body   There’s a pulse where their heart used to be   That’s called kinetic energy   Where there’s a will to survive   There is a will to be   An angry entity lives here now   And he’s more pissed on how things turned out   He’s got a deep rooted anger   That lingers like a foul stench   An eternal thirst that’ll never be quenched   So pack your bags if you just moved in   Cause there’s no telling the things he’s capable of doing      (Chorus)      There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t grab shit, just hit the door   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t even mind the blood that’s on the floor!   There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Now he’s gonna try to trick you to stay   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t look back, just run the fuck away!      (Monoxide)      I’m sitting watching TV and my lights go out   So now I’m sitting in the dark like   “What the fuck’s this all about?”   And I swear I hear somebody walking in my hallway   So I turn and look and I see something just fade away   I run and grab a radio, push record and play   And I just kept quiet and parlayed   If you got somethin’ to say, you gotta say it now   Here’s your chance   It started as a whisper and slowly became enhanced   To a blood curdling scream (aaaaaaaaaagh)   He said if I don’t go, he’ll come and get me   And he’ll never let me leave   I’m not a skeptic, the message was intercepted   By my radio, telling me to leave or I’d regret it   I got the fuck out quicker than jailbirds   Who got an early release, a credit   For having some time served   There’s a real estate “for sale” sign on my lawn   And no one even knows that I’m gone      (Chorus)      There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t grab shit, just hit the door   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t even mind the blood that’s on the floor!   There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Now he’s gonna try to trick you to stay   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t look back, just run the fuck away!         (Shaggy 2 Dope)      Seems Madrox tunes into channel thirteen   But I prefer number seventeen, know what I mean?   Probably not, but I can see some poltergeist shit   (They’re heeeeeeere…)   I can’t get enough of it!   See, this house is plagued with demons and so forth   They even got statues on the front porch   But I’ll fuck around   And just sit there and pet them boys   People seem hokey but I see the real McCoys   Oh boy, when you see a ball rolling down the stairs   Get ready to change the fuck up out them underwear   Cause these spirits, they don’t play   These demons and spirits   Spirits and demons are homies   And if you ain’t passed or connected to the afterworld   You’ll be running out this house like a little girl   So when you hear   (GET THE FUCK OUT…)   There’ll be a for sale sign, without a doubt      (Chorus)      There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t grab shit, just hit the door   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t even mind the blood that’s on the floor!   There’s a dark spirit living in your house with you   So here’s a quick list of things you gon need to do   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Now he’s gonna try to trick you to stay   GET THE FUCK OUT!   Don’t look back, just run the fuck away!      (Outro)      (Reversed Talking)