Wrapped In Plastic

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Kryptik (horrorcore) - Rap, Horrorcore

Wrapped In Plastic

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[Verse 1: Rukus] One dark and stormy night, yo, shit be getting drastic Fidgets of mutilated bodies wrapped up in plastic There's not another living soul around 'Cause the human population is six feet underground Me and fucking Komatose are channeling through your ouija board Making sure the rhymes make sense, but you're not sure You know what I'm saying, 'cause homicide is what I'm talkin' about Drinking a fifth of bombing fluid till I pass out Wake up and piss on a dead bitch in the corner She pissed me off, so now you can embalme her Call the coroner to do the autopsy Slice and dice are damn, shit's getting sloppy Withdrawal symptoms shooting through my fucking blood Dead bodies rising up from the fucking mud It's judgement day, so all you seen is run and pray 'cause all the serial killers are coming out to fucking play Grab your utensils, the tools of the fucking trade Some got chainsaws, some got switchblades RuKuS, Koma and we're living in the darkness It's just too bad, yo, nothing can stop us [Hook: Komatose] Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic [Interlude] Blood everywhere! Black blood on the walls! Figures in the dark, laughing, coming at me and I screamed, then I ran... [Verse 2: Komatose] Welcome back to the Black Blood Cemetery Where we walk around with open skulls and it's fucking scary I bare myself alone with fresh virgin meat Just like Brotha Lynch Hung, I gotta eat I'll meet you face-to-face in a deep, dark alley Twist your neck, break your face, leave you hidden like the villian I'll tell you the victims like the two-thousand census Stealing all your kids, you can't even catch us Let us be your guide to the other fucking side Draining main veins till I feel satisfied I confide in my machete, he won't turn on me I don't confide in god, 'cause holy water burns me What turns me on? Dead bitches with fat titties Gassed open throats, that's Koma's ditty I snatched up the corpse, took my lady home Wrapped her up in plastic, I won't be alone [Hook: Komatose] Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic [Interlude] Blood everywhere! Black blood on the walls! Figures in the dark, laughing, coming at me and I screamed, then I ran... [Hook: Komatose] Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic Watch your back, yo, shit be getting drastic They hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic [Outro] God help me! I saw them, I saw... Saw what, what did you see? Blood everywhere! Black blood on the walls! Figures in the dark, laughing, coming at me and I screamed, then I ran and I never told a soul 'til now...

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  • Rukus (horrorcore)
  • Komatose (Horrorcore)