Tekst:
Reaper Grim See You In Hell

one numba one in the last era Now that?s terror you should call me the crypt keeper Smokin' green reefer with the grim reaper I?m the kind of rapper you

it pack your Speedos I hear it's hot where you headed, I'm trying to tell ya now (When the grim reaper calls) You don't wanna be ass out grippin' your

you you weren't meant to be Jacking over another niggas loot and fucking up the currency Born and bad seed outta the crowd Like David Guenna you don'

just wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you better wreckgonize, nigga Nigga, you better wreckgonize You better, wreckgonnize Nigga, you better wreckgonize Nigga, you

a grim reaper shut a nigga lights out, put'em in the sleeper plus i crypt keeper, graveyard shift like killaz and you can see murdas, just like steve

some of them demand shit Some loaded mack 11 in the hand shit [Chorus] Nigga, have you ever seen the face of death Nigga, have you ever heard the word

on, here's a scene for your soul So take heed when you meet face-to-face, here comes the grim reaper You better ???? from the depths of hell He's a real

we just keep dickin' around You can't bear to read the paper You can't stand the evening news They always talk about some murder across town Or 'bout somebody getting used But you see

keep ya hostage a nigga hostage like the grim reaper So I'm comin' from my hood, what hood You really like to know motherfucker I thought you knew Motherfucker, don't you