
PLAY IN YOUR BLOOD Turnabout (Ft. Gonerville)
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[Intro: Turnabout]
Gonerville
Yeah, yeah
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Jump, jump, jump
H-H-H-Hauntaholics
[Verse 1: Turnabout]
In our fuckin' kingdom, we Lords of Ephraim
Fuck your lil' chain, I copped a big one
Goner kill the people that don't listen when we tell them (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma kill the people 'cause I love to play in their blood
[Chorus: Turnabout]
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), I'ma play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
[Verse 2: Turnabout]
I don't got time, no, I gotta go
No need to run from a fuckin' bolo (Grrah)
Posted in the Butcher, never solo (Grrah)
With the gang, we don't ride dolo (Gang, gang)
On my own fuckin' lonely
Slugs curl ya, rollie pollie (Rollie pollie)
Sour mud taste like Trollis (Trolli, Trolli)
You will never catch me rolling
Only sip mud and I don't feel shit
Goner sippin', pourin' six (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
I switch codeine for the human sip
I drink blood in the morning (Bow, bow)
You're a nerd and you're annoying
Snoring from the blood that's pouring
From your brain into your nose holes
Choke on blood, your family's mourning
Gonerville
Yeah, yeah
Jump, jump, jump, jump
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Jump, jump, jump
H-H-H-Hauntaholics
[Verse 1: Turnabout]
In our fuckin' kingdom, we Lords of Ephraim
Fuck your lil' chain, I copped a big one
Goner kill the people that don't listen when we tell them (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma kill the people 'cause I love to play in their blood
[Chorus: Turnabout]
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), I'ma play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
Play in your blood (Yah), play in your blood (Yah)
[Verse 2: Turnabout]
I don't got time, no, I gotta go
No need to run from a fuckin' bolo (Grrah)
Posted in the Butcher, never solo (Grrah)
With the gang, we don't ride dolo (Gang, gang)
On my own fuckin' lonely
Slugs curl ya, rollie pollie (Rollie pollie)
Sour mud taste like Trollis (Trolli, Trolli)
You will never catch me rolling
Only sip mud and I don't feel shit
Goner sippin', pourin' six (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
I switch codeine for the human sip
I drink blood in the morning (Bow, bow)
You're a nerd and you're annoying
Snoring from the blood that's pouring
From your brain into your nose holes
Choke on blood, your family's mourning
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