Oh what I wouldn't do to
taste your blood
HHAHAHAHA
Your blood
HHAHAH
Things that I wouldn't do
to taste you blood
Your blood
HHAHAH
Things that I wouldn't to taste

Anybody Killa:
I love Blood
The color redmakes me excited
Up to three pints a
day and I just can't
fight it
Searching for a victim
with an open wound
Hang around a hospital
for blood to consume
Can't stop and if I
could I dont think
I would
Warm blood on my tounge
just tastes too good
More blood that I
drink the more I feel
alive
Lotus keeps me clear
through the juggalo
eyes

Monoxide Child:
Cut yourself
Let it bleed
Pulsate
My hear beat pumping
like an 8-o-8
A shadow casta
Phantasma
And I wanna take a drink
And get plasma
I'm hanging upside down
In an all black room
Sticking myself
Drinking the blood from the wound
Gotta consume
Enough blood to keep me alive
Cause if I don't
I'm gonna wither and die
Bye bye

Chorus x2:
Things that I wouldn't
do to taste your blood
HAHAHAHAHA
Gimme that blood,
gimme that blood

Shaggy 2 Dope:
Now blood might drip
Blood might clot
Blood might flow
But fuck all that
Sit down and listen
close to your Uncle
Shaggs
I take blood in any form
Even scabs (BLECH)
Tenden needles filled
with junkie blood
Just let me find this
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I hang at the emergency ward
And lick wounds
Gimme that blood for
that ritual of the
loons

Violent J:
I need blood
Like a mosquito
I'll suck the blood out
of heroin needle
I don't care how I get it
Just come with it
I'll lick the blood
off your lip if you
bit it
I slit my wrists and neck
And do the windmill
It'll be a blood
fountain for real
I swim underwater
sniffing for blood
Like a shark
But I ain't a shark
I'm a blood sucking retard (yea)
Retard

Chorus x2

Blaze Ya Dead Homie:
I been known for blood sipping
Pull the trigga
Everybody tripping
All on the carpet
Splattered on the wall
Shotgun blasts
A couple people fall
I even took a slug
I'm already dead
Cock the gauge
And made a river of his forehead
Wiped his blood on the
front of my shirt
Would you die for the Lotus?
I came from the dirt

Jamie Madrox:
Blood, blood
The sight of it excites me
I'm such a mess
Slippery
Excuse me
I spend all day writing
die on the wall
And my hands all bloody
And my fingertips raw
To the bone bone
Now I'm all alone
And Malaki speaking
Let me talking on the crow
Mixed with the blood
Only on the third night
Will allow the dead
To walk again in the sunlight

Chorus x4

Gimme that
Gimme that blood
Gimme that blood
Gimme that blood