Schaffer The Darklord - Buckets of Blood lyrics

[Verse 1: Schaffer the Darklord] I've got blood on my hands On my feet, in my mouth In my eyes, in my hair And in my underwear, everywhere Anywhere a drop falls I'm quick to crawl and gobble the stuff up Driven by insatiable blood lust Heart starts beating, hard breathing I see people bleeding, fiending, I need it You hemophiliac? Convenient Brita pitcher chilling in refrigerators Filling up a sippy cup Spill a little, lick it up, tip it up Triple cup of bloody mary buddy Coming up on the double I'm blowing bubbles of it Slipping up in puddles of it It'll soak into your shoes And ooze into your tube socks Stick you with a crazy straw And drain you like a juice box Hauling bloody madness Call it all psychopathic I've got walls like Jackson Pollock's All in monochromatics Tap you like a keg and let you run fast and strong It's a motherf**ing blood bath and beyond [Hook: Schaffer the Darklord] Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood It's coming down, it's really coming down Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns Buckets and buckets and f**ing buckets of blood Motherf**ing buckets and buckets and buckets of blood Chug a lug rub a dub I can't enough of the red stuff Coming up (Yo, Kabuto the Python) [Verse 2: Kabuto the Python] Yo Kabuto know a lot about blood In the same way that the Method Man and Red Know a lot about the bud I know it circulates the human body in ways That can mystify a high school science teacher for days And I know it carries oxygen from place to place Even all over your Nikes when I break your face As I taste it race to the clinic for more Shouting, "doctor, please help, I'm deficient in gore" I know you got a blood supply and I'd like to tap it Never realize how useful it is until you lack it So pa** it, ("the what?") why, the bloody intravenous As the earth girls prefer it when the blood is in my (cough cough) That aside, whether you're a boy or an old man Blood is quite incredible, a joy to behold To peep it get yourself an abrasion Or stark sore or hit up K.T.P. or maybe Schaffer the Darklord [Hook: Schaffer the Darklord] Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood It's coming down, it's really coming down Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns Buckets and buckets and f**ing buckets of blood Motherf**ing buckets and buckets and buckets of blood Chug a lug rub a dub I can't enough of the red stuff Coming up Buckets and buckets of blood [Verse 3: Schaffer the Darklord] Hey, where you going? Wrong f**er, you're open The sight of your blood flowing It gets my own blood going You know it, and no one has As many uses it for either From the pool I soak my feet in To the cubes in my freezer To the yard sprinkler watering my lawn, it's on I got a fully stocked pond with the tea kettle on I rock a red opaque aquarium And later today Watch me washing up on my bottom with a blood bidet Hey! Summertime, slip n slide, teeming with disease My super soaker's ninety six point eight degress The sight'll make you queasy, I need that Give me a million CCs in an IV, stat I've got a hunger and a thirst And a pa**ion and desire to rival Even that of a god damn vampire To repeat the DGLP line I rhymed while I feed man Bleedat! Well, nevermind the "at" Just bleed and [Hook: Schaffer the Darklord] Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood It's coming down, it's really coming down Buckets and buckets And f**ing buckets and buckets of blood Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns Buckets and buckets and f**ing buckets of blood Motherf**ing buckets and buckets and buckets of blood Chug a lug rub a dub I can't enough of the red stuff Coming up Buckets and buckets of blood (Samples) Guess they never seen a blood bath I get a rush, when the blood rush The blood between the white lines Straight bodily gore Cold blooded, ice in my veins End up Til your form is lifeless Extra tabasco