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Syck Hop / Horrorcore Rap
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davey dips
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December 13, 2008
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MP3 2.9 MB • 128 kbps • 3:09
Lyrics
my name is davey dips and ill be your waiter /
are you ready to order yet ; or should i come back later ? / '//
YOU PUNY WEAKLING ; OF COURES IM READY /
ILL TAKE SOME OF YOUR INTENSTINE SPAGHETTI ; WIT A FUCKIN BLOODY MARY //
IS THERE ANYWHERE I CAN PLACE MY MACHETTI ? /
IVE BEEN CARRYIN IT AROUND ALL DAY, AND ITS STARTIN TO GET HEAVY //
yes sir ; theres a sport near the coat rack /
ill go put it away real qucik ; than ill be right back //
AHHH, HURRY THE FUCK UP /
I AINT GOT ALL DAY, THERES CHILDREN STUFFED IN MY TRUNK //
sir, is everything alright ?
NA GET MY A KNIFE
i'd hate to troulbe you : but its not really my fault /
heres your bloody mary ; wit a pinch of salt /
He drank it down like an alcholoic monster /
than just ordered up a whole bottle of vodka
WELCOME TO HELL ; ITS THE FUTHEST PLACE FROM HEAVEN /
THE DAVEY DIPS DEATH DINER IS OPEN 24/7//
I NEED MORE MURDERS ; TO MAKE THESE CHEESBURGERS /
IM THE DECEASED SERVER ; WHO SEEKS TO FEED MURDERERS //
what ever you want ; i got no problem wit you gettin drunk /
this is the smoking section ; so feel free to spark a blunt //
WATER , I HATE TO HAVE TO ASK YOU /
BUT WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU KEEP THE BATHROOM//
its down the hall ; 2nd door to the right /
dont mind the mess inside ; from the broken water pipes.//
I DONT MIND ONE BIT ; I FEEL RIGHT AT HOME /
I LOVE THE GUTS ON THE CEILING ; IT MATCHES MY SKIN TONE //
your orders up ; a slice of meat that just bleeds /
str8 from davey dips kitchen ; call me the metre de //
THIS MEAT DELCIOUS ; NOW THIS MIGHT SOUND SILLY /
BUT ID LIKE TO TRADE YOU RECIPIES WIT MY GRANDFATHERS WORLD FAMOUS CHILLI //
it was hot as hell ; as he's sweating from his arm pits /
monsters like yourself are the demographic i try to target //
so i gladly accepted ; kuz i got the better steaks /
but ive been really wantin that recipe from grandfather leatherface //
WELCOME TO HELL ; ITS THE FUTHEST PLACE FROM HEAVEN /
THE DAVEY DIPS DEATH DINER IS OPEN 24/7//
I NEED MORE MURDERS ; TO MAKE THESE CHEESBURGERS /
IM THE DECEASED SERVER ; WHO SEEKS TO FEED MURDERERS //
MY PLATTER IS FINISHED ; AND IM READY FOR DESSERT /
I GOT BLOOD SPLATTER DRIPPINGS ALL OVER MY SHIRT //
MY HUNGER IS GROWING ; AND I NEED A NAPKEN AND BIB /
IM NEVER FULL ; KUZ IM AS FAT AS A PIG //
heres the menu again ; take your time by all means/
ILL TAKE THE BULL DIKE CLITORIOUS ICE CREAME //
thats an excellent choice ; the chef wil galdly oblidge /
he cant see what he's doing ; because he has no eyes //
THATS FINE WIT ME ; I DONT REALLY GIVE A SHIT /
I HOPE THE PERSON THAT DIED WAS YOUNG AND INNOCIENT //
MATTER OF FAC T; I WANT MY MEAL TO SQUEEL /
ILL TAKE THE BABY BLENDED MILKSHAKE ; WIT A SIDE OF RAW EEL //
well sir ; i hope you enjoyed your visit /
come back tomorrow ; our special for the day is deep fried infants //
he paid for it in cash ; clumped up in his fist /
but his punk ass was cheap ; and never left me a tip
ahhhh your fuckin meatloafs ready....
