Oh what I wouldn't do to taste your blood
  HHAHAHAHA
  Your blood
  HHAHAH
  Things that I wouldn't do to taste you blood
  Your blood
  HHAHAH
  Things that I wouldn't to taste
    [Anybody Killa:]
  I love Blood
  The color redmakes me excited
  Up to three pints a day and I just can't fight it
  Searching for a victim with an open wound
  Hang around a hospital for blood to consume
  Can't stop and if I could I dont think I would
  Warm blood on my tounge just tastes too good
  More blood that I drink the more I feel alive
  Lotus keeps me clear through the juggalo eyes
    [Monoxide Child:]
  Cut yourself
  Let it bleed
  Pulsate
  My hear beat pumping like an 8-o-8
  A shadow casta
  Phantasma
  And I wanna take a drink
  And get plasma
  I'm hanging upside down
  In an all black room
  Sticking myself
  Drinking the blood from the wound
  Gotta consume
  Enough blood to keep me alive
  Cause if I don't
  I'm gonna wither and die
  Bye bye
    [Chorus x2:]
  Things that I wouldn't do to taste your blood
  HAHAHAHAHA
  Gimme that blood, gimme that blood
    [Shaggy 2 Dope:]
  Now blood might drip
  Blood might clot
  Blood might flow
  But fuck all that
  Sit down and listen close to your Uncle Shaggs
  I take blood in any form
  Even scabs (BLECH)
  Tenden needles filled with junkie blood
  Just let me find this vein (auauaugh)
  I hang at the emergency ward
  And lick wounds
  Gimme that blood for that ritual of the loons
    [Violent J:]
  I need blood
  Like a mosquito
  I'll suck the blood out of heroin needle
  I don't care how I get it
  Just come with it
  I'll lick the blood off your lip if you bit it
  I slit my wrists and neck
  And do the windmill
  It'll be a blood fountain for real
  I swim underwater sniffing for blood
  Like a shark
  But I ain't a shark
  I'm a blood sucking retard (yea)
  Retard
    [Chorus x2]
    [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
  I been known for blood sipping
  Pull the trigga
  Everybody tripping
  All on the carpet
  Splattered on the wall
  Shotgun blasts
  A couple people fall
  I even took a slug
  I'm already dead
  Cock the gauge
  And made a river of his forehead
  Wiped his blood on the front of my shirt
  Would you die for the Lotus?
  I came from the dirt
    [Jamie Madrox:]
  Blood, blood
  The sight of it excites me
  I'm such a mess
  Slippery
  Excuse me
  I spend all day writing die on the wall
  And my hands all bloody
  And my fingertips raw
  To the bone bone
  Now I'm all alone
  And Malaki speaking
  Let me talking on the crow
  Mixed with the blood
  Only on the third night
  Will allow the dead
  To walk again in the sunlight
    [Chorus x4]
    Gimme that
  Gimme that blood
  Gimme that blood
  Gimme that blood