Bread For Blood (Remix)

[Chorus: Butterscotch]
Come feel my flow of blood at my show
Dripping out my fangs
Pray to see my

[Verse 1: Kung Fu Vampire]
I bleed for this, so good indeed to this
Dismissed that evil fist
Invest that treason in that season
Blissfully I don't get easily pissed
Just keeping it evenly crisp
I know I'm not a person that's easily missed
If you're looking naked inside the mind of a killers abyss
You're like an easily shift
A tiny bit
A reality on a grimy dream
I swear I hated it, but the fans wanted every little piece of me
I'm not a piece of meat unless you beneath the skeet
S-s-skeet where your new girl used to be
You're forced to be the bad guy you used to be
You're bringing it to you deep
Feeling like I'm getting kicked in the face with a cleat
Broke love for bread
Halfway dead, the shit ain't easy
You better believe me, my job is greezy
Pound the pussy
This town bow down on the mound to pounds that are down to push me
To the brink of my bars
And my pain is the cost
Beats and rhymes making the pit go off
Till my black heart goes soft
I go harder than the rest with a massive respect and I blast for the check
One-hundred percent is the way that I wreck
Seeing every little bitty fang in my motherfucking neck
From the cloud and I'm ready to explode
So proud and I'm bringing a loud confession
I'm never divorcing the rap game
No devil worshipping in my lane
This is my pain

[Chorus: Butterscotch]
Come feel my flow of blood at my show
Dripping out my fangs
Pray to see my

[Verse 2: Brother J]
Love for bread
They want buckets of the plasma
From the master in the synth apparatus
I bag of rain is a act up
Get the stacks up
Till 'em "back up"
Bro J on display today
Walk away, oh yay
It's time for L.A. burn members of debate in the Kung Fu bus
OG Fang
Be the king of the thangs
They pack with a murderous twang
Come get with it man
Take knees, street sweep when the speakers wanna beat-beat
Wanna get a little leak-leak
This a close to freak beats
Going six feet deep with a swag of elite
Qualified funk, gotta distribute through the streets
Got 'em all fanged out, waiting for the feed
True blood give it to 'em in fuzz
I too live in cools where the sound-wave buzz
From the humble, black thunderbolt
Electric residue make the people go nuts
Tucked on the road
Crossing guards
Verbal milk brings the guards to the yard
Worked so hard, playing harder
Playing chess, getting smarter
Tapping tails, deathless daughters
My blood spills like fire water
They want a taste of the crimson waters
Sweat and tears don't even bother
Fiending bastards, conscious father
Jumping hoops, part the waters
At the alter, paying no falter
Blood for bread OG, they walk a

[Chorus: Butterscotch]
Come feel my flow of blood at my show
Dripping out my fangs
Pray to see my

[Verse 3: Kung Fu Vampire]
In the year of the snake and the dragon indeed
When I'm dying like I'm living in a fantasy
It's the plant from the seed that the fans don't see
I forget to breath a little every day that I'm leaving my family tree
I got mouths to feed
A rare breed
So alive at the brink of eve on the hollow
Break that bread
Pull these cards out from under yo sleeve
Now swallow
Get that head, see me blown
It don't even matter to you, I'm speaking in tongues
Taking a picture with me in front of yo phone
I'll open up my tongue I'll need to get resown
Traveling state to state spitting the world of my gothic gospel
Awful apostle
Impossible mission, I'm flossing prolific
You tossing that salad, it cost efficient
If I'm not here
Leaving your city find another spot to get real lucid with me to get shitty
Let's get revealed
Taking and breaking 'em off to the front to the back of the room
Us packing and grooving it is
Back to the tomb when I'm packing the lube
And a witty little chicken that's stacked in the mood
But you can't believe the agony below the rhapsody
You practically have to be robotic
Tunnel vision and blinders on
Symbiotic I'm way beyond
N-never get a taste of that grateful bond
Giving every liver that age you want
You could consider me a rap Siobhan
But I know a lot more
Free radicals pour out of my system
I need to detox this blood that we donate for the music we rock

[Chorus: Butterscotch]
Come feel my flow of blood at my show
Dripping out my fangs
Pray to see my