Aiyyo Reaper, those kids out there say you're mad thirsty
You got somethin for them to drink?
Yo we can wet up two cups of blood
Verse One:
Arm to the leg, leg, on to the head! Yo
Be the Ryzarector, resurrect the mental dead
G to the R to the Y M Reaper
As I get deeper than a crypt, resurrect, kid!
Don't go against the grain, mad slang is my thang
I leave the hearty party with a bang buzza
Boom! Check my tune, it gotcha hyper
Don't give a fuck about a sucker C-cipher!
As you decipher the tricks of a viper
Swine is lethal! ... is evil!
I am original, we can build upon
The ill form, and keep all your braincells warm!
Hocus pocus, yo! What's the focus?
Weak techniques you speak, the shit is bogus
Even in a mortuary, slangin' some boom
As I seek the knowl' from the womb to the tomb
Verse Two:
Yo!
Deadly, deadly, HYAH! Get ready
Here come the styler, wilder than Freddy
Dead
Cause a Krueger, boom, I do ya
Just to let ya know Gravediggaz comin' through ya
Dead stinkin' rotten, your braincells forgotten
The past, you had your bumba raas pickin' cotton
Now ya hate ya knotty hairstyles
I guess you figure the texture is too wild
Child
Two cups of blood, boy
Two cups of blood, girl
Aw, drink that shit up
