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