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insane poetry - the house that dripped blood كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: cyco]
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath n_gga
coming from cyco, that mad n_gga, insane poetry
you’re looking at the devil himself, cooking rappers like poultry
i got the cross_fade, beasts on the way to cut
just waiting for some fools to raise up
yo, i’m stepping with the hatchet and a big gat
when it’s pitch black, n_ggas caps get peeled back
motherf_ckers better duck ’cause midnight struck
you catch a buck in your gut, now your life’s f_cked
this is the house that dripped blood
no, not amityville, but insanityville
and i’m ready to k!ll
sh_t going through your head with a block, and take a drill bit
cyco got them heads up by the hairs
chop it off and havе it rolling down a flight of stairs (ah)
on this track i’m blazing hot, with gravedigger n_gga coming for my plot from salem’s lot
hеads’ll fly and you’re scared of dying
i’m terrifying, h_ll yeah
a crucified man
i’m the beast within f_cking up sh_t on a wicked m_n_script
tombstones read r.i.p., rest in motherf_cking pieces (r.i.p. haha)
[chorus: cyco]
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
yeah, it’s house the that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood

[verse 2: cyco]
listen to my crazy lyricals
i suck blood through a babies umbilical
one of the many rituals of a basket case
i got your casket laced with bl__dy masking tape
for the late deceased piece of dog_sh_t rapper
that knew he couldn’t f_ck with the jackal
listen how terror hip_hop kicks
i like to torture motherf_ckers on their back support, hound grits
it’s even worse when i shock suckers
shackle, chain ’em up to our table, cut their legs off with lop_cutters
or just castrate a n_gga with a box_cutter
it doesn’t matter which way you got to suffer
and suffer the consequences of a n_gga that has that jefferey dahmer sense
you’re f_cking with a madman that loves dragging motherf_ckers to the house that drip blood
my axe, it drips blood from the bodies i hacked
got callouses on my hands from the backs i cracked
in fact, i’m basking in the juices of insanity
cyco coming with that manson mentality
can it be that i love to see blood spill
it’s embedded in my genes, i love to k!ll
[chorus: cyco]
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
the house that dripped blood
step into my bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
step into the bloodbath
yeah, it’s the house that dripped blood

[post_chorus: cyco]
homicide
redrum
ho_homicide, murdering emcees
homicide
redrum
ho_homicide, murdering emcees
homicide
redrum
ho_homicide, murdering emcees
homicide
redrum
ho_homicide, murdering emcees
break it down
[bridge]
i_i_i_i_insane poetry, yeah
insane poetry, yeah
i_i_i_i_insane poetry, yeah
insane poetry

[verse 3: cyco]
you can’t f_ck with the motherf_cking nightbreed
a gang of k!llers who stalking fools daily
k!lling motherf_ckers like it was a spoke
n_ggas coming up short when my blade is at your throat
that’s all she wrote
quotes from the psychotic g_nius
upon a thong dangling from a tree, by the p_n_s
swinging my machete like a mad guillotine is
you got the n_gga cyco on yo ass, motherf_cker and i mean it
sh_t has got me quick to take a trick by his d_ck and just fl!ck
on his b_tch ’til my torture scorched the b_tch
drag ’em to a six foot ditch
and throw his ass in my wh0re house that drips, so what’s up n_gga
twelve strokes to motherf_cking midnight
night of a demon and i like to tote a big knife
blank from they lyrics, from the truth, from the underworld
it’s just bedlam when we make redrum
coming from the cyco, dj streek, and the mad dog
drag all critics to my house ’cause a n_gga straight mad y’all (h_ll yeah)
they say i sound like somebody else or this other group
yo, but here’s the scoop, back in 1984 my n_gga madman starting writing raps, went crazy hard
there was d.j. curse and e_skin poet
some other knew this sh_t was dope so they stole it
i ain’t holding a grudge ’cause true n_ggas stand out (stand out)
without taking f_cking handouts (handout)
so if you wanna trip n_ggas, grab yo sh_t n_ggas
’cause you about to take a trip to the house and drip blood (blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood)

- insane poetry

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