Vampire Red (feat. Madness) by Wildcard
Vampire Red (feat. Madness) by Wildcard

Vampire Red (feat. Madness)

Wildcard * Track #14 On The Odyssey

Vampire Red (feat. Madness) Lyrics

Yo, I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
I'm also gettin' sick and tired of stranglin' these bitches with this chicken wire
I got that this sick desire for spittin' fire and it's like pulling their teeth for them to feel it
Good thing I came equipped with pliers
And ripping their teeth out and make a woman's breat flop
When I'll be spitting these riddles of enemies kicking the door in like a meth spot
And all these cats claim they're hard, I'm surrounded by some fake pussies likе I'm stuck walking around a sex shop
A sex superstorе, winning this best to-be-whore
When I'll be knocking your teeth out, quicker than meth-using whores
They want war, battle me, all I can find is
You fake fucks, battery-operated vaginas
And I'm tryin' to figure out how the fuck I'mma turn you off
For hooker who's rockin' boards, you never gonna burn me off
And 'Card is coming to burn down lives, I'm like a possessed nursery box the way I turn out rhymes
[?] hearse outside
[?]
Make my sperm count die
Listen to Ice-T and Dre when I was ten years old
Look at me, dog, I turned out fine
All this passion that I pack in my flow
'Cause I've been to rock bottom
Like throwing amputees from a boat
Yo, they thought I was fake and shooting blanks
But I'm bringing real fire like [?]
Rest in peace

Chorus:

I can't die as long as all my rhymes are here
And you can pray to the sky but there's a bad moon rising here
'Cause when the dragon arise, nobody's getting out of here
Now you step in my mind and I say walk around in here, in here

Verse 2: Madness

I'm living like I got the key to the city
And fuckin' time from behind while I'm squeezing the titties
How the fuck do I survive being this gritty
I'm alive, me and [?] ain't speaking for Disney, bitch
Celebrity I never pay admission, wait the biscuit rockin the stocking like Jane's addiction
You're laid in ditches, but rap's influenced by blade incisions, zombies and crazy chickens
Mix drinks, shots and 80's wisdom
To plot, making rich stop, we wreck the system
Take your vision and crush it
That bitch rap and girly chit-chatting got nothing on some sick raps
You get your ribs cracked 'cause their impact is like a baby's face taking a shotgun kickback
Can you dig that? Man, it's fuckin' insane
But Wildcard, running the game, crushing your brain

Chorus:

I can't die as long as all my rhymes are here
And you can pray to the sky but there's a bad moon rising here
'Cause when the dragon arise, nobody's getting out of here
Now you step in my mind and I say walk around in here, in here

Verse 3: Wildcard

They compare you to rappers but they compare me to cyclones
Of fury dripping hurricanes tearing through time zones
And no, I know I can't be all American Idol
I can fuck you with instruments like American Pie though
So, Wildcard is an American psycho, damn it oh right and I'll be in burial site mode
Swearing my life that I like my share of the pie
But I've been broke for years now like the cherry inside hoes
Don't give a fuck I'm still an arrogant mic-pro
When [?] in various pie holes
Can't scare me, you'll can spare me that tough talk
I know I'm getting nothing but tongue like how a marriage with dykes go
So won't hear me coming when I bury this knife slow
You brought that stress weed, I brought hair with spike flows
And everytime I grab the mic, motherfuckers always duck like I'm Dick Cheney carrying rifles
I'm raw

Chorus:

I can't die as long as all my rhymes are here
And you can pray to the sky but there's a bad moon rising here
'Cause when the dragon arise, nobody's getting out of here
Now you step in my mind and I say walk around in here, in here

Madness:

Yeah, Wildcard, it's Madness, The Odyssey, raping your fuckin' mentality
What's good

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