"Dracula" lyrics

[Bleezo:]
Cheah, cheah...
Hey...
Come on G, gotta get this motherfucking [?]
I'm inside the casket nigga
Lay it on the beat though

The Sacramento vampire like Richard Chase
Imma slit your face, with a swtichblade
And hop in the whip thang, nigga quick escape
I'm sick mang
Rock with [?]
Trying to get paid, [?]
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, cock 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 shit like I'm casting a spell
A rapping threat, [?]
Squeezing the knife like Lynch to see if there's life after death
Monster, rhyme with the Bullet Maker

[reversed:]
[?] stress, my nigga, my squad is full of gangsters

[G-Macc:]
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

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

Cheah
I'm the rap Steven King
It's me and Phonk Beta, got you niggas seeing things
Get the medieval weapons, pull up at your spot, walk up the steps and...
Porch light is on, shit
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 shit from the gate shit (whoo!)
I ain't with that soft shit and I'm with the kill-'em-all shit
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

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

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

[Brotha Lynch Hung:]
Mannibal, cannibal smoking cannibus, sinister
The chainsaw massacre, cutting up your afterburner
She dies then you die after her
Niggas 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
Nigga eating pussy for dinner, have you ever heard of that?
No you haven't, you don't get it, I'mma chew those bitches and two of those bitches
Fucking a dead body like you're fucking your main bitch, shit
Put em' in a pit, and the ditch, shit, afterwards
He is Dracula, I am Mannibal
Still writing that heat nigga, even though I cannot smoke
My shit's no joke and if you listen to my shit you probably think I sniff coke
Cause I do...

[G-Macc:]
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

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

[Dalima:]
Hold up, nigga you don't wanna know us
Black mask with the four tucked, niggas tap dance when we show up
Backpack full of your guts, scratch that nigga, hold up
Fuck 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 nigga, heads up, you'll be floating in the harbor
Legs poking in the water, my lead go through niggas' armor
Have a motherfucker'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 fucked her and hugged her before your lover split
Now you're getting videos and pics of her covered in other dicks