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 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