Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bloodbath, artist - Dope D.O.D.. Album song Da Roach, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DOPE D.O.D
Song language: English
Bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
Go ahead and run ya know ya won’t get far |
I know where ya car parked gave you a head start |
I make sure ya whole world falls apart |
Rip ya heart out and call it abstract art |
Little fishes shouldn’t swim with the sharks |
I’m out for blood when it starts to get dark |
Nice to meet you, you can call me mark |
It’s the last stroll that you made in this park |
You got a death wish, you on my deathlist |
Test this wreckless eat you for breakfast |
Choke you with your own necklace till you breathless |
I protect this, wonder who the next is |
Get disconnected the style is perfected |
Sometimes it’s hectic stay calm kill shit |
I’m not affected do the job and wreck it |
Killed all the pigs so it’s all off the record |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
Yeah, I said it, I’m at it, I want a classic |
I wanna fly away like kravitz, blazing hashes |
I wanna question all things people hate to answer |
Spread the rumor like a tumour words iz cancer |
Descend from above like a giant praying mantis |
Slaying rappers with a pistol and a pillow… |
Blood stains the mattress, plus the dream catcher |
Fact is, I use faggots for target practice |
Split ya head with a hatchet, I’ve had it… |
A habbit I’ve had since the first time it happened |
Now I break beaks off the parrots that bite shit |
Gingivitis? |
Shit no! |
The virus… |
You get, when you fuck with me. |
Bleeds thru your dry lips |
Sprays from your earholes and leaks down your eyelids. |
I let the tub run, fill a cup a redrum |
Kill the rough draft and chill in my bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
I be blazin' with words on the face of this earth |
Bad breaking I burst on the stage when I’m first |
And I’m claimin' the curse made me satan or worse |
I’m a cranium alien your brains I will slurp |
You got taste like a turd |
Misplaced like a kurd |
I don’t hang with the clerks |
With them nerds nor the jerks |
I got birds that’ll chirp when my blade inserts |
Guess my heart wouldn’t hurt if I worked for the church |
So I lurk on the search |
Absurd I emerge |
White shirt |
Blood smeared |
Nigga I got them nerves |
Put yo face on the curg Ima murder this jerk |
Head splurged like kurt |
Put 'm down in the dirt |
You be clownin' like turk I’m a surgeon at worst |
Berserk like the red serge in state of alert |
See me snatchin' her purse |
While I gurp and smirk |
Cuttin' all her curves and get murked in prison cause |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |
We goin' out with a shot, a stab, a scream, a laugh |
Whateva it’s a bloodbath |