[Verse 1: Schaffer the Darklord]
I've got blood on my hands
On my feet, in my mouth
In my eyes, in my hair
And in 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, fiending, I need it
You hemophiliac? Convenient
Brita pitcher chilling in refrigerators
Filling up a sippy cup
Spill a little, lick it up, tip it up
Triple cup of bloody mary buddy
Coming 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
And drain you like a juice box
Hauling bloody madness
Call it all psychopathic
I've got walls like Jackson Pollock's
All in monochromatics
Tap you like a keg and let you run fast and strong
It's a motherfucking blood bath and beyond
[Chorus: Schaffer the Darklord]
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug a lug rub a dub
I can't enough of the red stuff
Coming up
(Yo, Kabuto the Python)
[Verse 2: Kabuto the Python]
Yo Kabuto know a lot about blood
In the same way that the Method Man and Red
Know a lot about the bud
I know it circulates the human body in ways
That can 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 break 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?") why, 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 incredible, a joy to behold
To peep it get yourself an abrasion
Or stark sore or hit up
K.T.P. or maybe Schaffer the Darklord
[Chorus: Schaffer the Darklord]
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug a lug rub a dub
I can't enough of the red stuff
Coming up
Buckets and buckets of blood
[Verse 3: Schaffer the Darklord]
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 it for either
From the pool I soak my feet in
To the cubes in my freezer
To the yard sprinkler watering my lawn, it's on
I got a fully stocked pond with the tea kettle on
I rock a red opaque aquarium
And later today
Watch me washing up on my bottom with a blood bidet
Hey! Summertime, slip n slide, teeming with disease
My super soaker's ninety six point eight 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 god damn vampire
To repeat the DGLP line
I rhymed while I feed man
Bleedat!
Well, nevermind the "at"
Just bleed and
[Chorus: Schaffer the Darklord]
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
It's coming down, it's really coming down
Buckets and buckets
And fucking buckets and buckets of blood
Yeah the streets run red until everybody drowns
Buckets and buckets and fucking buckets of blood
Motherfucking buckets and buckets and buckets of blood
Chug a lug rub a dub
I can't enough of the red stuff
Coming up
Buckets and buckets of blood
(Samples)
Guess they never seen a blood bath
I get a rush, when the blood rush
The blood between the white lines
Straight bodily gore
Cold blooded, ice in my veins
End up
Til your form is lifeless
Extra Tabasco
