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			you want gruesome? Listen to some early shit by ICP.
 When you are done with em, I suggest Esham and Natas.
 
 This is a sample of the "mildly amusing" lyrics of ICP (song is called "Guts on the Ceiling") :-
 
 Oh, you'll never guess what's up
 My fucking head blew up
 My chins in an old man's backyard
 I gotta sneak through his yard
 To find the motherfucker
 And he's gotta pitbull dog
 And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log
 I throw a bone to try to distract
 Cuz I'm wanting my chinny-chin-chin back
 I'll never be one to boast
 But there's my tongue hanging off the lightpost
 Cuz my head exploded
 And my brains unloaded
 All over this beautiful city
 Teeth and bones to the nitty gritty
 There's my eyeball stuck to the wall
 Right next to my splattered jaw
 I don't dig this game
 Chasing my brains all through the sewer drains
 My head's all over the block
 Cuz I done went lunatick-tock tick-tock
 Come on, dawg, what's wrong with my head?
 It blew apart but I still ain't dead
 I get no respect
 I got nothing but guts hanging off my neck
 But I'll still chilling
 Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling
 I'm chillin', I'm illin'
 With my guts all over the ceiling
 
 I'm chillin, I'm illin
 With my guts all over the ceiling
 
 Oh, you'll never guess what's up
 My fucking back blew up
 If you come across a spine
 Best believe it's mine
 Oh, forget about my tongue
 Cuz Vato can't breathe without no lungs
 I lost both of mine
 Now that's an item that I wouldn't mind to find
 But forget about that
 Cuz I'm roaming the streets with a splattered back
 I'm trying to rap to this freak
 But she can see my ribs all in the street
 Then the chit-chat went dead
 She noticed that I ain't got no head
 Shhh, I think I hear my heart
 But damn, it got hit by a Smark bus
 And landed in a Pontiac
 So I tell my mellow to send it back
 Come on, wined and my back blow up
 Look for my guts, look for my guts
 I gotta call from Nate the Mack
 Says he might of found part of my back
 Then bring it on over, Ace
 I got slabs all over the place
 But I'm still chillin'
 Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling
 
 You'll never guess what's up
 Ahh, I'm down on my luck
 Got no head
 Said I got no head
 Southwest ghetto zone
 It done fried my brain...
 
 
 
 Want more? :D
 
				__________________"If you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." - Friedrich Nietzsche
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