Dracula lyrics

[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 Chase
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 passenger
I'm nocturnal and bloodthirsty
Pull a massacre when run and I pull up, c*ck back and bust thirty
Sick and heartless the Prince of Darkness
The John Carpenter
Rip your corpse, slip in the courses with a chop and spark at you
Cheah
Like a fricking bat out of hell
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 butt 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 kill-'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 (damn)
And if they try to get away, kill 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

[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 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Mannibal, cannibal smoking cannibus, sinister
The chainsaw massacre, 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 pus*y 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 coke
Cause I do...
[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 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 ass 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 di*ks