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Dracula - Brotha lynch Hung Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: B brotha lynch hung | Published: 2024-01-10T05:18:46:00+07:00

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[intro: bleezo]
cheah, cheah…
hey…
come on g, gotta get this motherf-cking [?… incoherent mumbling?]
[?talking backwards?]
i’m inside the casket n-gga
lay it on the beat though

[verse 1: bleezo]
the sacramento vampire like [?richard gates?]
imma slit your face, with a swtichblade
and hop in the whip thang, n-gga quick escape
i’m sick mang
rock with [?ditch and position grapes?]
trying to get paid, [?applying the thick?]
finna hit the safe, dracula
no bram stoker when i blam doses at your acura
hop out the land rover and blam four more with your p-ssenger
i’m nocturnal and bloodthirsty
pull a m-ssacre when run and i pull up, c-ck back and bust thirty
sick and heartless the prince of darkness
[?the giant carpenter?]
rip your corpse, slip in the courses with a chop and spark at you
cheah
like a fricking bat out of h-ll
step in the booth and spit that wicked sh-t like i’m casting a spell
a rapping threat, [?think with my casket to match your neck?]
squeezing the knife like lynch to see if there’s life after death
monster, rhyme with the bullet maker

[reversed]
[?] stress, my n-gga, my squad is full of gangsters

[chorus: g-macc x2]
dracula, dracula, dracula
you can call me dracula
dracula, dracula, dracula
cut it all even
dracula, dracula, dracula
we can all eat
dracula, dracula, dracula
if you saw me
dracula, dracula, dracula

[verse 2: g-macc]
cheah
i’m the rap steven king
it’s me and phonk beta, got you n-ggas seeing things
get the medieval weapons, pull up at your spot, walk up the steps and…
porch light is on, sh-t
so i walk around to the backyard, and quietly, peeping in that window b-tt naked
twenty four seconds, then i’m in your bedroom section
ape sh-t from the gate sh-t (whoo!)
i ain’t with that soft sh-t and i’m with the k!ll em’ all sh-t
so let’s all get a sherm stick, walk around like zombies
cut through raw meat and i’m all evil like kevin mann and i saw people…
in half, it’ll make you throw up, it’s so disgusting, eat it up like it’s nothing
put ’em on the sofa tie ’em – roped up (d-mn)
and if they try to get away, k!ll both of em’
they’ll die in a minute, heat up the oil and fry ’em in it, till i’m finished
put the knife to the witnesses, cut off the lights i’m digging in it
then i’m- up in the- corner- back to garden…

[reversed]
to rape all victims

[verse 3: brotha lynch hung]
mannibal, cannibal smoking cannibus, sinister
the chainsaw m-ssacre, cutting up your afterburner
she dies then you die after her
n-ggas heads getting blown up, i’m bringing ’em back to earth
in a casket, bodies in plastic
i eat humans for dinner, i ain’t your average
i don’t wanna get nutty buddy, but i could just murder rap
n-gga eating p-ssy for dinner, have you ever heard of that?
no you haven’t, you don’t get it, i’mma chew those b-tches and two of those b-tches
f-cking a dead body like you’re f-cking your main b-tch, sh-t
put em’ in a pit, and the ditch, sh-t, afterwards
he is dracula, i am mannibal
still writing that heat n-gga, even though i cannot smoke
my sh-t’s no joke and if you listen to my sh-t you probably think i sniff c0ke
cause i am…

[verse 4: dalima]
hold up, n-gga you don’t wanna know us
black mask with the four tucked, n-ggas tap dance when we show up
backpack full of your guts, scratch that n-gga, hold up
f-ck the backpack, hit the fists, betcha gonna get at that when the door shut
post up, sort of like i was a normal barber
get you head cut n-gga, heads up, you’ll be floating in the harbor
legs poking in the water, my lead go through n-ggas’ armor
have a motherf-cker’s face looking like a crack head in cold water
show up
you’ll be tatted and splattered, matted with maggots in a ragged cabinet packed in the back with the radish and cabbage
cause dracula’s a habit for the blacking addicts and drag him to the darkened planet
we manage with heartless actions and damage
the badges ain’t gonna cover it, g-macc the vampire cut her with all kinds of jagged -ss items and phonk bater gon’ cut her wrists
should’ve f-cked her and hugged her before your lover split
now you’re getting videos and pics of her covered in other d-cks

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