The Hunter Becomes The Haunted DKrapartist (Ft. Dan Bull)
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[Chorus: DK]
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
[Verse 1: DK]
Hi, my name's Daniel Robinson, I'm the ghost that's been haunting your house
I'm 77 years old, I was murdered and butchered right there on the couch
I hear you calling my name and I sure as hell wouldn't be running my mouth
I could be a spirit, a banshee, a demon, but I'm never leaving, that's without a doubt
You ask me to give you a sign so I throw shit around, and start ringing the phone
You and your mum have got something in common, cause both of you looking around for a bone
Don't let me catch you alone, you should be watching your tone!
I hear you scream Bloody Mary again, then I'm coming and hunting you down, and I'll rip out your throat
I see you with the EMF you're seeing 3 at best, and 5 is what you're plеading for
Standing round in freezing temps you start to see your breath, you place a cam to see thе orbs
All this trouble for a check, you're betting me your neck, for pictures of a Ouija board
Holding up the crucifix, you start to disrespect, I'm sending you to see the lord
Ima start draining your sanity, when I can hunt you the front door is getting locked
I'm gonna tell you I'll kill you, you're meeting your death if you talk through a spirit box
Torch get to flashing when I come to torture you, and if I catch you you're getting dropped
Watch when I send you a threat through my ghost writing, you know my hunting will never stop
[Chorus: DK]
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
[Verse 1: DK]
Hi, my name's Daniel Robinson, I'm the ghost that's been haunting your house
I'm 77 years old, I was murdered and butchered right there on the couch
I hear you calling my name and I sure as hell wouldn't be running my mouth
I could be a spirit, a banshee, a demon, but I'm never leaving, that's without a doubt
You ask me to give you a sign so I throw shit around, and start ringing the phone
You and your mum have got something in common, cause both of you looking around for a bone
Don't let me catch you alone, you should be watching your tone!
I hear you scream Bloody Mary again, then I'm coming and hunting you down, and I'll rip out your throat
I see you with the EMF you're seeing 3 at best, and 5 is what you're plеading for
Standing round in freezing temps you start to see your breath, you place a cam to see thе orbs
All this trouble for a check, you're betting me your neck, for pictures of a Ouija board
Holding up the crucifix, you start to disrespect, I'm sending you to see the lord
Ima start draining your sanity, when I can hunt you the front door is getting locked
I'm gonna tell you I'll kill you, you're meeting your death if you talk through a spirit box
Torch get to flashing when I come to torture you, and if I catch you you're getting dropped
Watch when I send you a threat through my ghost writing, you know my hunting will never stop
[Chorus: DK]
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
Hunt, kill
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