Crypt Keeper

You should not have come here
You're not welcome here
This place is for the dead

I'm the crypt keeper, in charge of the netherworlds
Death Valley is made up of skeletons and unspoken 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, and I'm until it rings
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 into the crypt without a care or concern
I hold a hourglass, which means my word is my bond
And if your name appear upon my list, it's you that I will creep on
Or should I say crypton, no, I'm not trippin
I pause for a second to reload my weapon and blast!

You fuckin' with the Crypt Keeper!
You done fucked up now, bitch, because I'm here to see ya!
Blast!
You fuckin' with the Crypt Keeper!
You done fucked up now, bitch, because I'm here to see ya!

The sun is fallin' and it's rainin' blood
The dead man has returned to your neighborhood
And you know I'm 'bout to (Skr!)
Break backs, cut throats (Skr!)
Bullet holes, gun smoke (Skr!)
Loose loads, bitch motherfucker (Skr!)
I'ma lay you down
And you know I'm 'bout to (Skr!)
Break backs, cut throats (Skr!)
Bullet holes, gun smoke (Skr!)
Loose loads, bitch motherfucker (Skr!)
I'ma lay you down

You fuckin' with the Crypt Keeper!
You done fucked up now, bitch, because I'm here to see ya!
Blast!
You fuckin' with the Crypt Keeper!
You done fucked up now, bitch, because I'm here to see ya!

The sun is fallin' and it's rainin' blood
The dead man has returned to your neighborhood
And you know I'm 'bout to (Skr!)
Break backs, cut throats (Skr!)
Bullet holes, gun smoke (Skr!)
Loose loads, bitch motherfucker (Skr!)
I'ma lay you down
And you know I'm 'bout to (Skr!)
Break backs, cut throats (Skr!)
Bullet holes, gun smoke (Skr!)
Loose loads, bitch motherfucker (Skr!)
I'ma lay you down

Pour out some liquor and bow your head
And give respect to the motherfuckin' dead!