Gimme Dat Blood (Original Version)

Lyrics

[Intro] Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) Your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood Your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood [Verse 1: Marz] Straight for the jugular, raw dog suckula Blood killa' (Killa'), I'm the creep in the hearse with a thirst For the the worst type of shit you ain't heard Psychopathic (Yup), anarchistic (What) Masochistic (Right), fuck religion (What?) A vampire, settin' churches on fire Bringin' down the evil motherfuckin' empire (Yes) Cut a throat, to the bone, to the beat, of my song, and I'm gone [Verse 2: Monoxide Child] Cut yourself, let it bleed, pulsate My heartbeat bumpin' like an 808 A shadow casta', fantasma And I wanna take a drink of your plasma I'm hangin' upside down in an all black room Stickin' myself, drinkin' 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] Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! [Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope] Now blood might drip (Yes), blood might clot (What) Blood might flow (Uh huh), but fuck all that Sit down and listen close to your uncle Shaggs I take blood in any form, even scabs Tainted needles filled with junkie blood Just let me find this vein (Oh) I hang at the emergency ward and lick wounds Gimme that blood for the ritual of the loons [Verse 4: Violent J] I need blood, like a mosquito I'll suck the blood out a heroin needle I don't care how I get it, just come wit' it I'll lick the blood off your lip if you bit it (Ouch) I'll slit my wrists and neck and do the windmill An be a blood fountain for real I'll swim under water sniffin' for blood like a shark But I ain't a shark, I'm a blood suckin' retard! Yeah! Retard! Uh! [Chorus] Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! [Verse 5: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I been known for blood sippin' Pull the trigga', everybody trippin' All on the carpet, splattered on the wall Shotgun blast, couple people fall I even took a slug, I'm already dead Cocked 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 [Verse 6: Jamie Madrox] Blood (Blood) the sight of it excites me I'm such a mess, slippery, excuse me (Oh, pardon me) I spent all day writin' "DIE" on the wall And my hands are all bloody and my fingertips raw (D-I-E) To the bone, bone now I'm all alone And Malachi speakin' to me, talkin' on the crow (You must understand what I [?]) Mixed with blood, on the third night Will allow the dead to walk again in the sunlight [Chorus] Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood (Ha ha ha ha ha!) (Help me) Gimme that blood! (Help me) Gimme that blood! [Outro: Violent J] Gimme that Gimme that blood, gimme that blood Gimme that blood, gimme that blood