Dead Fast Rap
Right here
In the dead of night
I'm thinking one of us will
Die here
Lookin' dead frightened
Better not fight it 'cause I bet
You knew from the beginning
You'd be getting roped into this
Like a deadbeat dad at his kid's bar mitzvah
Bored to death like a drill in the ribs
Half-dead Schrodinger thinks
I won't play dead
Ban Karthus
If you thinking you'll be living
You'd be dead wrong
Oh? You wanna escape?
Fine, sign right here
Psych!
You just signed your death warrant!
Ha ha ha ha!
You're mine!
Now run little piggy 'til i find a knife
And inscribe a dead letter on your neck
Repeat the process
'Til I get the blue screen of death
"ERROR: Does not compute"
Then you better bet I'm gonna press execute
You're lookin' ever so cute when you're cautious
Might even need to say
Drop dead gorgeous
Screaming out to be set free
"Oh God! Hello, help me!"
It's hopeless ya know, ya get me
My accent says these hallows are deathly
So class, who wants the dead hopes?
"Ooh ooh me sir!", death note
This shinigami's dead sure
We're rap rap rapping at death's door here
Knock knock
"Who's that?"
Dave killing this beat, it's a death trap
Got a teeny request for you there
Could you bleed to death? I gotta dye my hair
That's a killing streak, it's obvious
In a dead long list of accomplishments
Every murdering spree, I tend to kill at least eight
That makes me an octopus
Last call for the nice puns
Then the line goes dead
When the deadline comes
And I'm piercing your ear drums next
So I guess this stud will make you bleed to deaf
In the dead of night
I'm thinking one of us will
Die here
Lookin' dead frightened
Better not fight it 'cause I bet
You knew from the beginning
You'd be getting roped into this
Like a deadbeat dad at his kid's bar mitzvah
Bored to death like a drill in the ribs
Half-dead Schrodinger thinks
I won't play dead
Ban Karthus
If you thinking you'll be living
You'd be dead wrong
Oh? You wanna escape?
Fine, sign right here
Psych!
You just signed your death warrant!
Ha ha ha ha!
You're mine!
Now run little piggy 'til i find a knife
And inscribe a dead letter on your neck
Repeat the process
'Til I get the blue screen of death
"ERROR: Does not compute"
Then you better bet I'm gonna press execute
You're lookin' ever so cute when you're cautious
Might even need to say
Drop dead gorgeous
Screaming out to be set free
"Oh God! Hello, help me!"
It's hopeless ya know, ya get me
My accent says these hallows are deathly
So class, who wants the dead hopes?
"Ooh ooh me sir!", death note
This shinigami's dead sure
We're rap rap rapping at death's door here
Knock knock
"Who's that?"
Dave killing this beat, it's a death trap
Got a teeny request for you there
Could you bleed to death? I gotta dye my hair
That's a killing streak, it's obvious
In a dead long list of accomplishments
Every murdering spree, I tend to kill at least eight
That makes me an octopus
Last call for the nice puns
Then the line goes dead
When the deadline comes
And I'm piercing your ear drums next
So I guess this stud will make you bleed to deaf
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Writer(s): David Brown
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