Buckets Of Blood

STD:

I got blood on my hands and my feet, in my mouth, in my eyes, in my hair
Even my underwear, everywhere
Anywhere a drop falls I'm quick to crawl and gobble the stuff up
Driven by insatiable blood lust

Heart starts beating hard breathing I see people bleeding
Feeding, I need it. You hemophiliac? Convenient!
Brita pitcher chillin' in refrigerators fillin' up a sippy cup
Spill a little, lick it up, tip it up

Triple cup of Bloody Mary's, buddy comin' up on the double
I'm blowing bubbles of it, slipping up in puddles of it
It'll soak into your shoes and ooze into your tube socks
Stick you with a crazy straw, drain you like a juice box

Haulin' bloody madness, call it all psychopathic
I got walls like Jackson Pollack's, all in monochromatics
Tap you like a keg and let you run fast and strong
It's a motherfucking bloodbath and beyond!

CHORUS:

Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug-a-lug, rub-a-dub, I can't get enough of the red stuff, comin' up:

Female voice: Kabuto the Python!

KTP:

Yo' Kabuto know a lot about blood in the same way
That the Method Man and Red know a lot about bud
I know it circulates the human body in ways
That could mystify a high school science teacher for days

And I know it carries oxygen from place to place
Even all over your Nikes when I breaks your face
As I taste it, race to the clinic for more, shouting:
"Doctor please help, I'm deficient in gore!"

"I know you got a blood supply, and I'd like to tap it."
Never realize how useful it is, until you lack it
So pass it. "The what?" What? The bloody intravenous.
As the earth girls prefer it when the blood is in my [cough, cough].

That aside, whether you're a boy or an old man
Blood is quite a incredible: a joy to behold
To peep it, get yourself an abrasion or stark sore
Or hit up KTP or maybe Schaffer the Darklord

CHORUS:

Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug-a-lug, rub-a-dub, I can't get enough of the red stuff
Comin' up: buckets and buckets of blood!

STD:

Hey, where you going? Wrong, fucker, you're open!
The sight of your blood flowing, it gets my own blood going
You know it, and no one has as many uses for it either
From the pool I soak my feet in, to the cubes in my freezer

To the yard sprinkler watering my lawn, its on
I got a fully-stocked pond, put the teakettle on
I rock a red opaque aquarium, and later today
You'll watch me washing up my bottom with a blood bidet

Hey!

Summer time, Slip 'n Slide teaming with disease
My Super Soaker's 98.6 degrees.
The sight'll make you queasy. I need that.
Give me a million CCs in an IV stat!

I've got a hunger and a thirst and a passion and desire
To rival even that of a goddamn vampire
To repeat the DGLP line I rhymed while I feed, man
"Bleedat!" but never mind the "at", just "bleed" and...

CHORUS:

Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets of fuckin' buckets and buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug-a-lug, rub-a-dub, I can't get enough of the red stuff
Comin' up: buckets and buckets of blood!