BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE - The Crypt Keeper lyrics

rate me

"You should not have come here. your not welcome here. this place is for the dead."

They call me the crypt keeper in charge of the netherworlds

Death valley is made up of skeletons and spoken words

Vultures fly by like ghetto birds and pick flesh from bones

While they melt in the sun like ice cream cones the dead zone

Absorb'em until it rains brimstone and hot lava melt away puppet strings

Got a thousand of 'em waiting to jump if I give the word

And drag you down in the crypt without a care or concern

I hold the hour glass which means my word is my bond

And if your name appear on my list it' you I will be creepin on

Of should I say encryptin no I'm not trippin I pause for a second

To reload my weapon and blast

You fucking with the crypt keeper you fucked up now bitch cause I here to see ya

You fucking with the crypt keeper you fucked up now bitch cause I here to see ya

(the sun is falling and it's raining blood the deadman has returned to your neighborhood)

And you know I'm bout to blast break backs, cut throats, bullet holes, gun smoke

Don't you know bitch motherfucker I'm a lay you down

And you know I'm bout to blast break backs, cut throats, bullet holes, gun smoke

Don't you know bitch motherfucker I'm a lay you down

You fucking with the crypt keeper you fucked up now bitch cause I here to see ya

You fucking with the crypt keeper you fucked up now bitch cause I here to see ya

(the sun is falling and it's raining blood the deadman has returned to your neighborhood

Pour out some liquor and bow your head and show respect to the motherfuckin dead