Crematorium

[Intro: Ruthless Rob]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
Yo, stick me in the oven, motherfucker, I ain't frontin'
When I'm done then you can put me in a jar right by the onions
Tell me somethin', how you figure that I like to play nice?
Creepin' up like a gravedigger so I'm like "Fuck life"
I'll smack a bitch in the head with a Buck knife
Think twice before you fuck with me is clearly good advice (Yeah!)
I'll turn your body into ash and sprinkle it across the grass
And laugh 'cause I'm a sick and twisted dirty little bastard (Ha!)
I feel the demons watchin', they takin' over me
They want to see you burn at 1700 degrees
I'm lookin' at your corpse, do I really wanna burn this?
Motherfucker I’ma stick his ass in a furnace
Follow me, take my hand, don't be nervous
I'll save you lots of money on a funeral service
I'll burn you up like a chef that can't cook worth a shit
And toss you in the flames 'cause you're just a worthless bitch

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in a box
Cremate me! 'Cause I ain't givin' no fucks
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in an urn
Burn, baby, burn! Burn, baby, burn!

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
The crematorium, my auditorium
I keep a gory category when I'm burnin' 'em

[Verse 2: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Cremate me! Yo, I'm always depressed
Cremate me! There's just nothin' left
Cremate me! No peace, no rest
I keep on drinkin' every day, I'm a constant mess
Losin' all my friends through drug addiction
Another day, another dollar, another prescription
Lookin' like a zombie, walkin' like an Egyptian
In a chokehold, The Grim Reaper submission
Call me the mortician, Fifty Shades of Gray
I'm the undertaker, Mean Mark Calaway
Dead man on display, body found today
Full of decay, cemetery bouquets
Hannibal café, human meat, Old Bay
They live, obey, the rich, they pray
The words they say are written in cryptic
On your tombstone, your epitaph cemented

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in a box
Cremate me! 'Cause I ain't givin' no fucks
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in an urn
Burn, baby, burn! Burn, baby, burn!

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
The crematorium, my auditorium
I keep a gory category when I'm burnin' 'em

[Verse 3: N8 Money]
The clock struck midnight and we had to go
To the crematorium in the 4-1-0
The one right past the North East Cemetery
Where The Crypt Keeper leave all them bodies buried
We got in the car and we drove
Tried to put the fire out, didn't have no hose
Set some fireworks off at home, he stood too close
Flicked a BiC on the wick, turn that ass to toast
A big blast turned that ass to ash
Must have been some fuckin' gas on the grass
To say he got burnt (got burnt) would be an understatement
'Cause the pyro left that ass cremated
But I didn't flinch 'cause I'm used to the fire
From the flames I spit down the microphone wire
So Kryptid Army, Deth Klik got in the whip
And to the crematorium we went

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in a box
Cremate me! 'Cause I ain't givin' no fucks
Cremate me! I'll put your ass in an urn
Burn, baby, burn! Burn, baby, burn!

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob & 2-Face]
The crematorium, my auditorium
I keep a gory category when I'm burnin' 'em

[Outro: Ruthless Rob]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust