Schäffer the Darklord - Buckets of Blood lyrics

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 motherfucking blood bath and beyond

Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red
Until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking
Buckets of blood
Motherfucking 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)

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 pass 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
KTP or maybe Schaffer the Darklord

Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red
Until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking
Buckets of blood
Motherfucking 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

Hey, where you going?
Wrong fucker, 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 degrees
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 passion 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

Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red
Until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking
Buckets of blood
Motherfucking 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