09-21-2012, 12:18 AM
#3437
(hahaha. You ain't scared, yet. Things that go bump in the night. Me, Sam B. Heh.)
Shrunken heads, broken legs, body parts on the concrete
Cut 'em up butcher style, gators in the swamp
Red light, leave 'em dead, runnin' like a track meet
Scared of nobody, what you motherf**kers want?
Believe me when I tell 'em I'm a boogeyman beast
Leave 'em slashed from their head to their feet
Pin pricks to the chest of a b**ch well fed
Cookin' meat, cannibal tryna eat
I got a zombie army and you can't harm me
Who do you voodoo, b**ch?
Drink blood like a vampire without warning
Who do you voodoo, b**ch? (Stand up!)
Sam B got the thing that go bump in the night
Who do you voodoo, b**ch?
Hide your kids, grab your wife, better get out of sight
Who do you voodoo, b**ch? (Let's go!)
Sam B to Papa Shango and Baron Samedi
Handful of fingertips, toss 'em up like confetti
Stable of corpse b**ches, I'm a pimp of the dead
Come f**k with a zombie, I'll put a stake in your head
Look, you want ghouls? I got f**kin' platoons
Baby everybody dies, I'll see your ass real soon
Crack bones to the marrow, hot sauce while they suck it
Now my juju ain't nothin' to f**k with (Sam B)
Chorus
Cut your head off, leave you motherf**kers dead
Chorus