(Intro)
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Lotus!
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(Verse)
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Party til I black out, that's how I do
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So when I wake up in the morning bloody, that's my excuse!
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It's like a scavenger hunt, finding all the body parts
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Piece 'em all back together neatly, that's when the fun starts
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I'm a muthafuckin' ?, deep in my DNA
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Raise these fools from the dead, P.A.R.K
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With a hand full of who know what straight to the dome
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Fuck pennies doin' brain race from home to home(?)
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Ya bitches!
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(Verse 2)
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Anybody wanna get another way to make 'em want his head
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Make 'em really wanna die today and find a way
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To take another bite but I gotta start grinds away
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Have 'em all ova the house, till they neva gonna figure it out
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And if somebody ever go like me, really nobody underground
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I just wanna go town to town, I got nothing but murder on the mind
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With a face with a frown, now everybody in this bitch get down!
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Ain't neva, have neva, will eva, not sever
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My endeavors of murdering all of my party guests
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(Hook x2)
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Murder! Death! My kind of party!
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Fuck! You! That's how I ball!
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Living dead! My kind of army!
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Dark! Lotus! Out of control!
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(Verse 3)
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Get it started with an axe to the forehead
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Blood flowing everywhere, another motherfucker dead
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Take his brains out, get to munging like a luncheon, fuck assumptions!
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I am a cannibal on the hunt
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And the party ain't starting till I'm getting some
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Blood on my tongue, flesh in my teeth, I cut the fat off, get the ?
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Anotha sacrifice, gotta feed this appetite
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Lotus party and I'mma do it right
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Get your hands up for the brethren, party startin', where you headin'?!
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To the plot like panties spreadin', raise the deady, come on buddy
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(Verse 4)
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I'm killin' like Jason, my machetes swingin' fast now
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Hacked so many bodies, I'm tired I'm finna pass out
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Gotta shake it off with a lumber jack
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Gotta limber up quick, fast cat like reflex
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Swift like a ninja disappear then I'll reappear
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Only for a second, long enough to chop necks
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Dark Lotus and we're back in this bitch
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Like a size 12 belt on a 50 inch waist
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So tired in this muthafucka ,deep like the ?
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With enough room just to paint our face
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Five petals with the thirst for blood
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And we straight from swamp and we're looking to rock shit
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My kinda party with an axe in one hand
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Machete in the other, box cutter in my pocket
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(Hook x2)
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Murder! Death! My kind of party!
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Fuck! You! That's how I ball!
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Living dead! My kind of army!
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Dark! Lotus! Out of control!
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(Verse 5)
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Dragonfly wings on my back Lotus sign in the sky
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I sit up on a mountain sippin' rock and rye
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I got sap in my blood goo and a swamp underwater
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Minutes after my seed hatched, learned how to slaughter
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Crystal Ball shatters, you'll be seeked out by the (Lotus)
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Tale cards catch fire, we know yo desire
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Stare at us in disgust, your skull will combust
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Kaboom! Forever Dark Lotus!
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(Hook x2)
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Murder! Death! My kind of party!
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Fuck! You! That's how I ball!
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Living dead! My kind of army!
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Dark! Lotus! Out of control!
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My Kinda Party
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Dark Lotus |