Texty: Gravediggaz. 2 Cups of Blood.

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