Testi:
Blaze Ya Dead Homie Casket

nigga) (can you see me?) Here I am (I'm right here bitch) Yo here I am (and I'm runnin' with a hatchet) [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Where my dead thugs? Who

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

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

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

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

in the ground before dawn (Outlaw) (The moon is out and I'm digging on it) (x2) (Outlaw) Blaze Your Dead Homie The unliving I'm dead and lifeless

this 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

3 quarters of my body They runnin' through my veins like a, IVY! Feedin' off the blood and flesh to take control Of a lifeless corpse, dead man without

(Blaze) My styles are Grundy, gritty and crusted with mold My body is a shell, inside is a tortured soul Waiting to grab a hold, of everything you that