G-Macc - Dracula lyrics

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G-Macc - Dracula lyrics

[Intro: Bleezo] Cheah, cheah... Hey... Come on G, gotta get this motherf**ing [?... incoherent mumbling?] [?Talking backwards?] I'm inside the casket n***a 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***a 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 pa**enger I'm nocturnal and bloodthirsty Pull a ma**acre when run and I pull up, co*k 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 hell Step in the booth and spit that wicked sh** 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 d**h Monster, rhyme with the Bullet Maker [Reversed] [?] stress, my n***a, 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***as seeing things Get the medieval weapons, pull up at your spot, walk up the steps and... Porch light is on, sh** So I walk around to the backyard, and quietly, peeping in that window bu*t naked Twenty four seconds, then I'm in your bedroom section Ape sh** from the gate sh** (whoo!) I ain't with that soft sh** and I'm with the k** em' all sh** 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, k** 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 ma**acre, cutting up your afterburner She dies then you die after her n***as 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***a eating p**y for dinner, have you ever heard of that? No you haven't, you don't get it, I'mma chew those b**hes and two of those b**hes f**ing a dead body like you're f**ing your main b**h, sh** Put em' in a pit, and the ditch, sh**, afterwards He is Dracula, I am Mannibal Still writing that heat n***a, even though I cannot smoke My sh**'s no joke and if you listen to my sh** you probably think I sniff coke Cause I am... [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***a you don't wanna know us Black mask with the four tucked, n***as tap dance when we show up Backpack full of your guts, scratch that n***a, hold up f** 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***a, heads up, you'll be floating in the harbor Legs poking in the water, my lead go through n***as' armor Have a motherf**er'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 a** items and Phonk Bater gon' cut her wrists Should've f**ed her and hugged her before your lover split Now you're getting videos and pics of her covered in other dicks