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kung fu vampire - to late to pray lyrics

you can’t run, you can’t hide
when the reapers got your soul on his mind
it’s too late to pray, it’s too late to cry
cuz your caskets got your name on the side
oh you goan die!

the nose of a lycan who nose when he smells it
5 am and im just hittin’ velvet
linin in my casket the tale that tells it
zombie k!lla, wicked down to the pelvis
re+animated round the death of elvis
examinated and found out that im selvish
shelve this you won’t even see these h+llons
stuck on earth amongst tweaks and felons
i hunger for your flesh, not leavin a love bite
thirsty for familiars your my favorite blood type
nectar of a punk my puncture is always right
got these chumps in a choke hold
they thinking they tight
l+stin 4 your tear the secret ingredient
i get so into it your fear is makin’ me deviant
sedate the haters, too real like ralph nader
hide my face from the fakes bay areas darth vader

bridge
it is that evil cerebral keepin you feebles equal
im burnin down steeples, these people got me seein fecal
it all comes out, when the sequal of defeat
beneath you retreats you and you feel like a mirror in the prequel
of the reaper that skeets you
jigsaw puzzled and more than happy to meet you
you dont wanna see me at your front door in black robe
you dont wanna see me with those unpaid dues thats a fact bro
too late to pray (crowd)

you ain’t seen it all yet
keep in it plain and simple
8 ball in hand in a tattooed temple
walk in the room and your pain causes dimples
it makes me happy when these b+tch mades get crippled
wannabe pimpin’ you ain’t got the gaugh to go
everybody k!lla, but your stupid and slow
you shoulda chased cupid not dragons and blow
but your maggot ass toe got tagged by
by the reaper with dro…
you look like r2d2 u urkeley drone
in a zone wit a syndrome and ur circle ah clones
im setting up the sonar so your never alone
i got symptoms these simps come with symphony
they sleepers
tokin on that late night, chokin’ on that creeper
old school much like a motorola beeper
its never to late to pray for a blood sucker
metropolitan yay area mofacka

- kung fu vampire lyrics

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