Funky, yeah baby! Blackula, spectacular

Blackula, bust at ya, spectacular, Blackula

Blackula, bust at ya

Blackula, spectacular

[Kool Keith]

Bust a rhyme kid bust that, nigga fuck that

We on the move in the girls and they love that

My shit is on tight, flowin with the gun rack

Computer love it where you goin what you sayin' brother?

Skills to play tracks move and they ovulate

Ladies in suede, ducked down for the roach spray

First class, high in flight on the coach way

We universe, stutter step, we doin it first

Pause and spin now you sleep watch your head burst

I'm divin' in like a champ goin' head first

Fools reverse tragedy, gettin' worse

Non-orthopedic got the medicine, when you need it

MC's who need it in the meantime get defeated

Foes competing on the website get deleted

Don't get me heated grab your shield, you know you need it

Blackula

Blackula, spectacular

I'm Blackula, bust at ya

Black-blackula, uhh, spectacular

Blackula, bust at ya

[Jacky Jasper]

Promote hate; gun smoke

Tote straps, promote cut throats

Scope targets, blast faggots

Habits, iller tactics, homicidal practice

Maggots and brains derail trains

Sustain, no remains, blow plane's drains

Thoughts snort, support resort all thoughts

Snitchin' in court thought

Y'all niggas bang slang

Who rock, who bang hang?

With three hoes, a pimp thing ring, boys is dressed as coppers dope droppers

Jacky jackin, pushin shotguns, hate knockers, star jockers

We street doctors, rockers, call girl clockers

Chop business, you up rock stop

Three up drop

Fifty ki's, block plot, past cops I'm hot

Yo Keith (Blackula), check it, I'm low in the spot

Blackula, spectacular

Blackula, bust at ya

Black-blackula - spectacular

Blackula, bust at ya

[Kool Keith]

Dump a few in the litter box

You in the bitter box

Baby you lovin' me, stop it why you huggin' me?

Smack you lightly, brightly

Rammin' rocks

Ran the blocks

Combat standard demands of my job is commandin'

You're handin', standin'

[Jacky Jasper]

What? Let's instigate eliminate

Make pace five lates

You hate, Esham weight, out the L.A. smog

Memory log, that's my dog

Put six in the morgue, Jog and kill six more

Therefore we score big sword hardcore

Sex flicks, she does chicks, pulls tricks

Flips, pays chips, booty hits and does contraband trips

Blackula, spectacular

Blackula, bust at ya

Black-blackula - spectacular

Blackula - bust at ya