Out the Grave

[Intro]
What the hell are they?
What the hell are they?
They kill for food
What the hell are they?
They're us, that's all
When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth

[Verse 1: Komatose & Rukus]
I creep out the grave when people be walkin' through
Black Blood Cemetery, I thought you fuckin' knew
Komatose a violent man in the world of the living
Just because I'm dead, you think I'm gonna stop killing?
Please bitch, you can go straight to hell
With an icepick to your neck and then i'll drop you down a wishing well (Bye bye motherfucker)
And once it's said and done, I'll look for another victim
Stabbin', stickin', brains I'm lickin', skin I'm rippin' and graves I'm diggin'
And once-a-fuckin-gain i'm rich bitch set trippin'
Richies ain't worth shit but a half a dime a dozen
And only 3 cents when the chainsaw's buzzin'
It tears into human flesh oh so quick
Uncle Koma's many corpses told you I was sick
When you think it's over just when you think it's safe
Hot poker to the head then it exits out your fuckin' face
Like Silent Hill, I'll flip your world around
Bringin' nightmares to you while you sleep safe and sound

[Chorus]
Black Blood Cemetery, I thought you knew, we're out the grave

(Verse 2: Rukus)
Well I'm coming out the grave and I'm lookin for some warm flesh
I'll ravage your body and leave you lyin' in a bloody mess
'Cause I'm a freak, night of the creeps, whatever the fuck you call it
Representin' Cutthroat, these rhymes are from the vault
[?] the horror, yo my microphone is far from blessed
I'm quick to make a fist and punch your heart right out your chest
You know it's Rukus, the deciple of the walking dead
A Kryptik killer roaming the earth in search of human heads
I rock the mic like a horrorcore witch doctor
Got body parts in my trunk, call it the meat locker
Just like shocker I got Zappa now i'm back up in this fuckin' piece
My fuckin' posse consists of all the recently deceased
I gots to go, i'll sign off with this wicked flow
Cutthroat Productions in this bitch, welcome to the horror show

[Chorus]
Black Blood Cemetery, I thought you knew, we're out the grave
They kill for one reason, they kill for food
They kill for one reason, they kill for food
When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth
Walk the earth
Walk the earth
Walk the earth
Black Blood Cemetery, I thought you knew, we're out the grave
They kill for one reason, they kill for food
They kill for one reason, they kill for food
When there's no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth
Walk the earth
Walk the earth
Walk the earth