bitch Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket And beyond
And it's the raw deal Keep ya hands low or watch ya cap get peeled Where ya gonna be when the phantom's floating after ya In the zone muthafucka! People running Dead men gunning Ya
give a fuck about your set, type mentality [Blaze:] I'll shoot you in the day, like my heater stay on toast And Grundy build a casket for you as soon
prove to you marks and you bustas Always stay strapped cause you know I cant trust ya Lights out, before I put ya in the dirt It's ya dead homie Blaze
know is what you see And I all do is what you get And now I'm here affecting all that's in the range of my Lotus stick [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I come
can take a little skin of the calf Grotesque I'm a walking body bag And when it all heals I'll pick the scabs [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:] Alone in the casket
me what! [Bulldog] Y'all motherfuckers know me, homie The one and only Sick beef stick to your bitch like baloney, homie Me and chapter's more then Chromies, homie
a blood bath With demons pissing on you like ROCK THE DEAD! (thoughts in my head) I'm getting glued the fuck out with my homie fucking Violent J And we