Haunted Mansion

Can't come in my haunted house
No friendly ghost here
Imma kick ya out
Getting ghastly fear
I'll lick your mouth
It's my shtick
Dummy thicc on the casting couch
Spy n' I'm smelling aight
Finally untie my latest victim
See I'm buying not selling aight
I'm a gem you can call me gypsum
Yo
Bag removed it's a big reveal
See my own face
Give a little piggy squeal
Kinda odd
This time one I didn't steal
Guess I'll make myself a delicious meal
Boisterous butcher on the chopping block
Surface of the slow cooker poppin cock
Keep franks in steins of human stock
Wanna bet your bolts better ask the doc
Bark of a Jekyll
Bite better Hyde
Sparkle and crackle
Right by your side
Park in the dark in the park for my mark
I'm a shark out of water
I'll bite till I'm dried
Not the ending for a zombie like me
Grab your torches, hoes, and pitchforks
And we'll Bernie on the beet
Might be a drop out floor or a secret door
Busting up bricks like I'm starting War
I O you an explanation
For why I'm drinking
Your goddamn blood donation
Gram said a glass of red a night
Would easily ease in my gestation
But the situation of my mutation
Is now nothing short of an infestation

I come in I'm hauntin'
Fuck all that shit you been flaunting
Don't think about doing that often
Or your ass will end up in a coffin
Van Helsing's who I'm calling
And we're all in
There's no stalling
Open well
Don't trip and don't fall in
Sew em' up ain't talking bout shawl'n
Bloodied up my fist cause I took the risk
I'm not messing with all that foolishness
Do you think you're scary with that ghoulish shit
All the hate I hear yea it's fueling this
I come in and you can't cope
We still up in that thick smoke
Sun's bright but the shades dope
Keep it fresh yea we using scope
I stay clean n you drop soap
You saying prayers but we bringin' hope
And my tall ass is strong as oak
We the best yea you fuckin know
Yes I'm back on my shit
Boy you need to just quit
Lang will pop you like a zit
Where's my shit I need a hit
You heard the beat and you feelin' it
Where I sit I'm feeling lit
Your girl wants to call it quits
But I don't fuck with that
I heard she spits
This haunted mansion is my palace
No malice
Call Alice cause you Brady's get bunched
Where's my chalice

Coming in fast might blast right past ya
You know you can't win won't beat the master
They need an exorcist
Jage call em a pastor
Big Lang is the goat all ghost no Casper
We scary with this shit
Get the hint
Yea we be down in the basement making hits
Need a splint
For all the pain we put you in
Just quit
Your metaphorical throat we gonna slit
We bringing it
You like a witch bitch
Comin in killing em'
Full cups but I don't get to spilling em'
Haters we peeling em'
Tell my boy Jage if you feelin' him

They feel around like it's pitch black
Get back
Stay inside the light or be a quick snack
Shine in my eyes
No surprise that I picked Jack
In the box
Now coming out with a pick ax
Body prospector
Embalmed, embodied by specters
Director of numbing bird sectors
Word is your plasma's becoming my nectar
Still kindest venom left behind by your vector
Donkey collector
It's ass and nine
That makes ten burros
See I'm thorough, defined
Wait these are goats
Shit I guess I been blind
Still straight for the throat
Leaving nothing behind
Vampire bat that's my frequency
Echolocation in secrecy
Deity with an ounce of decency
Use my vocation so creepily