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Aiyyo Reaper, those kids out there say you're mad thirsty
You got somethin' for them to drink?
Yo, we can wet up 2 cups of blood

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 knowledge from the womb to the tomb

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

2 cups of blood, boy
2 cups of blood, girl
Alright, drink that shit up
Aiyyo Reaper, those kids out there say you're mad thirsty   You got somethin' for them to drink?   Yo, we can wet up 2 cups of blood      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 knowledge from the womb to the tomb      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      2 cups of blood, boy   2 cups of blood, girl   Alright, drink that shit up