| Late night
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| Slipped in the clip in case I got to grip the nickelplate tight
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| She made me catch the freight right off Linwood
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| In between the Calvert and Glynn hood
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| I text her 'round 10 just to see if she’s been good
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| The last time we kicked it was nothing how I predicted
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| I sat down with my ticket and thought just how wicked
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| Her vibe was, let me describe cuz it was eerie
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| She clearly doesn’t like Jesus pieces on your jewelry
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| Because I felt something was forcing my hand to tuck the chain
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| Way deep inside of my Ralph Lauren, it fucked my brain up
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| I wasn’t right for a week
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| I still feel creeped out, tonight’s sure to speak it
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| I just got off the stop for a block and I was in horror-shock when I heard the
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| door unlock before I knocked
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| She was a dime, XXL, spread fine
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| If looks could kill, she’d make the headline in a fake mind
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| I sat down, she poured some red wine, I reached for a cup to sip
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| Did I drink blood, or was I bleeding from my upper lip?
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| I stood up to check my appearance in the mirror
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| Looked behind me, didn’t see her but could totally hear her
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| She asked me would I like to live forever (Would you like to live forever?)
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| I turned around, she was still on the couch which made it clearer
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| That she either practiced witchcraft or she might be…
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| Before I could finish the thought, why did she jump up and bite me?
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| I blacked out, woke up with dirt in my mouth
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| And then I felt insects crawl on my skin next
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| I’ve been vexed but never like this
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| I tried to break free, didn’t think it would take me a millisecond,
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| yet I’m still affected
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| Standing over the hole, I was buried and covered in dirt like Mike in the video
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| for the Thriller record
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| I smell blood, saw some bums urinating
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| Then I felt my teeth growing through my gums, irritating
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| The hell out of me, but it couldn’t match my hunger pains
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| So I sprung to drain, blood contained in they Jugular vein
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| I saw an old couple
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| I left them both lying dead on the road, scuffled
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| Yo, I can’t control these urges
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| I feel sorry if any poor soul emerges
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| As he leaves the scene, he follows two teenagers
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| From behind he attacks them
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| While he’s feeding off of 'em and sucking their blood
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| He senses someone in the distance
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| At least my senses aren’t failing, inhaling’s intense
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| I can smell in the distance of somebody dwelling
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| I heard 'em pull up, stop, now she’s excelling past
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| Her foot on the gas, yelling, I’m behind, trailing fast!
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| I’m trying to quiet the stomach rumbling 'til it’s mumbling
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| I know she’s sorry that she stumbled into my world, it’s crumbling
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| I’m sure it’s troubling to hear me dive through your back windshield
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| Grabbing you while you’re driving, now your car’s tumbling
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| Over and over with my teeth in your neck
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| I knew she was dead before I check, I stepped out of the wreck
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| Jetted downtown for seconds, though I should go in Sweetwater
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| Not to eat all the wings but to bring a complete slaughter
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| Women scream, men were hollering
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| After I sucked the life out this waitress holding a dollar in her hand
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| Now this body’s on the floor, but I still want more
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| Walked out the door and got shot up by the police, it was 4
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| Bullets bounced off me, I caught the last one with my teeth
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| Then there was this brief silence from the police chief
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| I ran up on him so quick he didn’t know what hit him
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| Bodies drop, after I bit 'em they begged for me to get 'em
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| Slowly I saw the night turn into day, it was concerning
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| And usually I would need some herbs to burn in a «J»
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| Instead, I headed inside this abandoned building
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| Cuz I read any time the sunlight shed, I could be dead
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| So lock your doors and don’t come out after nightfall
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| You might crawl in your own blood if I bite y’all |