BAD TASTE - JIM CARREY (feat. D.A.S.H) [BONUS]

Buster Killed this shit again
He give me a beat
Hear it knocking through the door
Nigga, trick or treat
My brother only want a verse so I give him three
I told him till we in a hearse we gon' get the cream
This Halloween emcees gon' be mad at me
Dressing up to be a rapper they could never be
I'm about to give em something they ain't never seen
They ain't never mean what they sing through a rap song
Bat claws
Sink teeth like I'm Dracula
I'm that odd
Boy I feign for on-tap blood
You ain't that hard
You an actor
All my dawgs Jim Carrey with a mask on
Bat claws
Sink teeth like I'm Dracula
I'm that odd
Boy I feign for on-tap blood
You ain't that hard
You an actor
All my dawgs Jim Carrey with the mask on
Mask on, I ain't here for the chocolate
I want see cash, gold rings and your wallet
I'm off then
Every Halloween do it often
But cops can't I.D me so I be free
A hooligan
Madvillain like Doom and them
It threw me when I realised that there was two of them
From two to ten
Blood sinks threw my newer pen
Boy there's a real big difference what you do and pen
Bat claws
Sink teeth like I'm Dracula
I'm that odd
Boy I feign for on-tap blood
You an actor
You ain't that hard
All my dawgs Jim Carrey with a mask on
Bat claws
Sink teeth like I'm Dracula
I'm that odd
Boy I feign for on tap blood
You an actor
You an actor
All my dawgs Jim Carrey with the mask on
All your dawgs look scary
Where they at, Huh
I thought you was gonna get me through the back door
All of that talk
Have a look at where you at boy
You ain't ever really made where I'm at bruh
A stacked charge
Cold blood with a hack saw
It's that raw when I flip on a trap song
I stack bars like a cell give me that call
Wait, Shh
Who is that dawg

Written by:
Dashel Walsh

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