Boba Boyz - Graveyard Shift lyrics

[Verse 1: 2DKai] I got a dark soul and I know it I'm a ghost type On this dark night Got blood lust and I show it Can't stop me b**h, and you know it 2DKai another word for beast You in the LBC Then n***a you a feast Can't handle my technique I don't make peace I'm immortal Hell-fire, I flow it Got fangs, and you feel it d**h comes, and you know it If you're candle's lit then I'm blowing em' out Scream or shout I ain't leaving I can smell the fear And you're bleeding On your knees and you pleading Don't ask me for mercy I'm giving you none Don't do this for laughs I don't do this for fun Do this sh** cause I need to Don't run b**h cause I see you [Verse 2: Ren McPurp] Boba Boyz got the beats that go bump in the night Started early in that twilight I'm a shadow b**h I'm heartless Catch me creeping in the darkness Sitting by a tree smoking cigars Spectating on you from afar Specter in the night b**h I'm ghostly Scythe in my hands yeah you know me Cloak on my head yeah I'm the reaper Don't look at my face you won't recognize a feature Spooky I'm scary I'm the skeleton king Coming out You TV would've thought I was the ring You know your girl a trick but my dick a treat That ain't ectoplasm that is my skeet Gonna steal your soul in a snapchat that's a fatal frame I haunt your dreams so you know my name Call me Loch Ness I'm a monster Dressed in all black like a mobster Got a Bee and she spooky Decent black that's OUGI Creeping out at night white snakes Apparitions appearing with no stakes Red eyes popping out the dark Setting flames to my soul from a spark Ghost of Akina in a inertia drift On its way to the Graveyard shift [Verse 3: B Money] Dead man no speak Got a flame spittin' skeleton In the graveyard shift Undead crypt we black swordsman What you handlin' got an arm cannon Blastin' demons stop weepin' When they got yo hoe in semen Got these local fiends creepin' Hittin' ghouls with the roast My type fire and ghost I can be reckless But call me your 1-800 exorcist I'm like mob psycho When that mic roll sh** it tighter than GECO Catch me in a dual for Nito Like Han Solo vs Greedo Smash you the face With mace Leave no trace Forget the case I'm in a haste Shadow realm where we livin' Zetsubou is what I'm feelin' When we spit pyromancy Makin' the insurgency Bring the sun down Time to run this town Pa** the crown Ya f**ing clown