Kool Keith, Jacky Jasper - Blackula lyrics

[Kool Keith, Jacky Jasper - Blackula lyrics]

Funky, yeah baby! Blackula, spectacular
Blackula, bust at ya, spectacular, Blackula
Blackula, bust at ya blackula, spectacular

Bust a rhyme kid bust that, nigga fuck that
We on the move in the
Girls and they love that
My shit is on tight, flowin with the gun rack
Computer love it where you goin
What you sayin brother?
Skills to play tracks move and they ovulate
Ladies in suede
Ducked down for the roach spray
First class, high in flight on the coach way
We universe, stutter step, we doin it first
Pause and spin now you sleep
Watch your head burst
I'm divin in like a champ goin head first
Fools reverse tragedy, gettin worse
Non-orthopedic got the medicine
When you need it
MC's who need it in the meantime get defeated
Foes competing on the website get deleted
Don't get me heated grab your shield
You know you need it blackula
Blackula, spectacular
I'm Blackula, bust at ya
Black-blackula, uhh, spectacular
Blackula, bust at ya

Promote hate gun smoke tote straps
Promote cut throats
Scope targets, blast faggots
Habit's, iller tactics, homicidal practice
Maggots and brains derail trains
Sustain, no remains blow plane's drains
Thoughts snort support resort all thoughts
Snitchin in court thought y'all
Niggas bang slang who rock, who bang hang?
With three hoes, a pimp thing ring
Boys is dressed as coppers dope droppers
Jacky jackin, pushin shotguns
Hate knockers, star jockers
We street doctors, rockers
Call girl clockers, chop business
You up rock stop, three up drop
Fifty ki's, block plot, past cops I'm hot
Yo Keith (Blackula)
Check it, I'm low in the spot
Blackula, spectacular blackula, bust at ya
Black-blackula - spectacular
Blackula, bust at ya

Dump a few in the litter box
You in the bitter box baby, you lovin me
Stop it why you huggin me?
Smack you lightly, brightly
Rammin rocks, ran the blocks
Combat standard demands of my
Job is commandin you're handin, standin

What? Let's instigate eliminate
Make pace five lates
You hate, Esham weight, out the LA smog
Memory log, that's my dog
Put six in the morgue jog and kill six more
Therefore we score big sword hardcore
Sex flicks, she does chicks, pulls tricks
Flips, pays chips, booty hit's
And does contraband trips

Blackula, spectacular blackula, bust at ya
Black-blackula - spectacular
Blackula - bust at ya

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