Poison Jam

My first draft is better than your last draft Rappin' like a vampire wrapped in a black sash All blood, everything blood red Adidas Color coordinated, know the Jam when you see us Flying down the hills on the wheels of steel Jet Set blades on parade in the shade I'm the type of cat you can't spot in a mirror Only talk to girls that dress just like Vampira She got mascara, we got masks that scare ya crew Claws that tear ya crew, eyes that glare at you It's all about blood flow, no love, GGs wet 'em Street's hell on your knees, you learn to say please better Come to Benten boys, come to Kogane-cho And bring your radio, we always ready to go You know you better get all two of your boys then That's right, I don't spit fire, I spit poison Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam (Poison Jam!) (Poison Jam!) I got a lumpy face, my hair is scraggly I'm all lonely, nobody wants me 'Cept for the other monsters, we doing monster things Run your block, cop bones like chicken wings Spot me watchin' Nosferatu on loop Amygdala-destroying enigma, yeah, that's Poison Rokkaku catch more bodies than Chainsaw Massacre If we ever workin' together then that's the factor Me and my baby on the graveyard steps Always rock, matching ice after blood sacrifice Parlay with gang action to reclaim our rep Spray with the same passion that you pray for death Don't need chemical fix for my maniacal tricks 420 can spark in hell, give me 666 So if you wanna get with this, form up, join hands Get a knife, share blood, and give your life to the Jam Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam, I spit Poison, from the can in my hand Ay yai yai down to die for the Jam (Poison Jam!) (Poison Jam!) You can't grind away on rails that are soaked with your own blood Poison Jam, casting a shadow over your neighborhood Rokkaku wants to gentrify, we just want to petrify Echolocate like bats, split you like an ax with the rap Spit a spell in a salt circle and shit Got you shaking in your boots, GG troop Fright and terror With the fresh Nike Airs you can't see in the mirror See you in your nightmares