The Sleepwalkaz much like 2 Krazy Devils never really went anywhere and the group was forced to split up. Skrapz went on to do another project with the R.O.C and Blaze went on to hookup with Twiztid and form I.S.I. I.S.I never really did much, a few tracks were recorded by the group but when Violent J of the Insane Clown Posse approached Twiztid for a record deal on Psychopathic Records, they gladly took the offer. This was after the fact that I.S.I as recording artist were pretty much done with and basically had just become a crew of homeboys from the 7 Mile (Twiztid's old neighborhood).
Blaze kept doin his thing underground until Twiztid was able to offer him a solo career on Psychopathic. Blaze accepted and was soon on his way to underground stardom. He recorded his first self titled album on Psychopathic. Blaze has the sound of an old school hardcore ruthless street thug from the early 90's. Blaze's next album was his first length LP called "1 Less G In The Hood cuz i shot that guy in the face with an hatchet". This release was a little more experimental in Blaze's sound. Some guitar was thrown in the mix but all in all the album still stayed true to the "gangsta" image Blaze had created. After he released his 2nd album, he retired for about a year. He then came back into the business, becoming a member of the supergroup Dark Lotus and also recorded his third solo album 'Tha Undying' under his new name Colton Grundy.
Blaze and his label mate Anybody Killa are very close friends, and ABK has been Blaze's hypeman at numerous live shows. ABK and Blaze have since formed a group called Drive-By. Pony Down (Prelude) was released early October 2005. This album has extreme bass lines and has a slower old school sound.
Since ABK has left Psychopathic Records, it is yet to be seen what will happen with the project. As of the latest Gathering of the Juggalos (2006), it was officialy confirmed that Drive-By was 'dead'..
Discography
2 Krazie Devils
-Flipped Insanity (1996)
Blaze Ya Dead Homie
-Blaze Ya Dead Homie EP (2000)
-1 Less G N Da Hood (2001)
-Psychopathics from Outer Space 2 (2003)
-Colton Grundy: The Undying (2004)
-1 Less G N Da Hood : Deluxe G Edition (2006)
-Clockwork Grey (2007)
Drive-By
-Pony Down (2005)
Internet and Concert Singles
-Children of the Wasteland(2001)
-Foo Dang (2002)
-Dead Body Man (2002)
-Mama, I Ain't Changed (2004)
-Look Out (2006)
Casket
Blaze Ya Dead Homie Lyrics
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HELL YEAH!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
Do you want to know about the box
A casket with padlocks
Broken off the hinge, bitch, eat a cock
Buried in the earth then forgotten about
Feelin' good like a mothafucka first day out
Took air in my lungs, been awhile since I did so
Smoked me a blunt, fucked a hood rat ho
Kill a couple niggas, smack a couple bitches
Runnin' mothafuckas for the rips and they riches
Ain't shit changed but the month and year
Broke mothafuckas scrounging for squares and beers
Pigs scatter on the street when the dead man arise
Real muthafuckin' killas never gon' die
In the casket
HELL YEAH!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
Sleepin' in the casket, awoke by a strange sound
Break the hinge and rise up from the cold ground
I could be deamin', what the fuck is with my head
6 feet deep and I'm surrounded by the dead
I hear a noise, someone's cryin' my name
How should I react, am I just goin' insane?
All my thug niggas hold it down on the streets
And watch these muthafuckas on they grave robbin' spree
Froze in my box, hearin' people chatter up above
They sayin' can ya "kick the do' up?" I'm still stuck
I'm dead as shit, I know where I'm at now
Chillin' with the dead, one with the underground
So why these niggas out fuckin' with my grave?
I got a maggot face and my skin's decayed
Break through the door to unlock the mystery
Got my grave plot holdin' on for my eternity
In the casket
HELL YEAH!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
Doors is open, pull on up by a force
Lay my body on the ground, slam the casket door
Crowded by both figures
And the grave diggers
And the shadow of the demon gettin' bigger
Comin' for my soul, surrounded me with candles
Came to release me to His handles
First sacrifice over to the demon
That's why I'm a killa any season
Watch me clueless when I was alive
Happy with a muthafucka till the day I died
Now they callin' me back to walk with the dead
Anyone disagree catch a slug to the head
A muthafucka come equipped with a shotgun
And naggots on my face, so run bitch run
Dead man hauntin', no time for escape
When you hear the gun cock, bitch, it's too late
In the casket
HELL YEAH!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
In the casket
HELL YEAH!!
In the casket
The song "Casket" by Blaze Ya Dead Homie is a dark and eerie rap song about death and afterlife. The opening lines repeatedly chant "in the casket, hell yeah," accompanied by a raucous beat. The lyrics go on to describe the experience of being buried in a casket, with the padlocks broken and the hinges off. The singer talks about feeling good like it's his first day out, smoking a blunt and engaging in criminal activity. He speaks of killing people and running others for money. He implies that even in death, nothing has changed, except for the month and year. He states that "real mothafucking killers never gon' die" and asserts his power from beyond the grave.
The second verse describes the sensation of being buried alive and then awoken by a strange sound. The singer is confused and disoriented but soon realizes he is in a grave, surrounded by the dead. He overhears people above ground talking about his grave and wonders why they are interfering with him. Despite his decayed skin and maggot-ridden face, he breaks open the door and escapes, determined to reclaim his grave site for eternity. However, it's not clear whether this is a physical reality or a delusion.
Overall, the lyrics paint a compelling picture of the harsh and macabre reality of death and the afterlife. It's a haunting and unsettling portrayal of a world beyond our mortal existence, where even the dead aren't safe.
Line by Line Meaning
In the casket
Emphasizing that the singer is currently in a casket
HELL YEAH!
Excitedly acknowledging the current situation
Do you want to know about the box
Asking if the listener wants to hear about the casket
A casket with padlocks
Describing the casket as being locked with padlocks
Broken off the hinge, bitch, eat a cock
Insulting someone who might attempt to open the casket
Buried in the earth then forgotten about
Reflecting on being buried and left behind
Feelin' good like a mothafucka first day out
Enjoying the feeling of fresh air and freedom
Took air in my lungs, been awhile since I did so
Noticing the sensation of breathing again after being buried
Smoked me a blunt, fucked a hood rat ho
Engaging in questionable behavior after being freed from the casket
Kill a couple niggas, smack a couple bitches
Boasting about violent actions and mistreatment of others
Runnin' mothafuckas for the rips and they riches
Taking advantage of and manipulating others for personal gain
Ain't shit changed but the month and year
Feeling as though nothing has changed despite being buried for an unknown amount of time
Broke mothafuckas scrounging for squares and beers
Judging those who are struggling financially and seeking comfort in addictive substances
Pigs scatter on the street when the dead man arise
Causing fear or chaos in others upon coming back to life
Real muthafuckin' killas never gon' die
Asserting dominance and immortality as a dangerous person
Sleepin' in the casket, awoke by a strange sound
Describing the artist's initial experience of being buried and then woken up
Break the hinge and rise up from the cold ground
Breaking free from the casket
I could be deamin', what the fuck is with my head
Wondering if what is happening is real or just a dream
6 feet deep and I'm surrounded by the dead
Noticing the presence of other corpses near the singer
I hear a noise, someone's cryin' my name
Hearing someone call out to the artist
How should I react, am I just goin' insane?
Questioning the artist's sanity and how they should respond
All my thug niggas hold it down on the streets
Thinking about friends or associates who are still alive and active in the world
And watch these muthafuckas on they grave robbin' spree
Observing people who are trying to steal from or violate graves
Froze in my box, hearin' people chatter up above
Feeling trapped and hearing the voices of those above ground
They sayin' can ya "kick the do' up?" I'm still stuck
Hearing the living above ground try to interact with the singer's casket but being unable to respond
I'm dead as shit, I know where I'm at now
Coming to terms with being dead and in a casket
Chillin' with the dead, one with the underground
Accepting the singer's fate as being one with the dead and buried
So why these niggas out fuckin' with my grave?
Questioning why living people are bothering to bother the artist's grave
I got a maggot face and my skin's decayed
Acknowledging the physical changes and decay that come with being dead and buried
Break through the door to unlock the mystery
Seeking answers or solutions to the current situation
Got my grave plot holdin' on for my eternity
Knowing that the grave will be the singer's permanent home for eternity
Doors is open, pull on up by a force
Feeling a strong, supernatural pull toward something
Lay my body on the ground, slam the casket door
Exiting the casket and closing the lid
Crowded by both figures
Being surrounded by other figures or beings
And the grave diggers
Noticing or acknowledging the presence of those who dug and prepared the grave
And the shadow of the demon gettin' bigger
Feeling threatened or overpowered by a demonic presence
Comin' for my soul, surrounded me with candles
Feeling as though a demon is trying to take the singer's soul and surrounding them with symbolic objects
Came to release me to His handles
Being released or taken by a higher power or force
First sacrifice over to the demon
Being sacrificed as an offering to a demon or evil power
That's why I'm a killa any season
Asserting that the artist is inclined toward violent or dangerous behavior because of their connection to evil forces
Watch me clueless when I was alive
Being unaware or ignorant of the artist's fate while alive
Happy with a muthafucka till the day I died
Being content or satisfied with someone or something prior to death
Now they callin' me back to walk with the dead
Being called back to the realm of the dead after experiencing life
Anyone disagree catch a slug to the head
Threatening violence toward those who might oppose the artist's position or power
A muthafucka come equipped with a shotgun
Being armed and dangerous with a weapon
And naggots on my face, so run bitch run
Having maggots or other signs of decay on the artist's face and warning others to run away
Dead man hauntin', no time for escape
Being a haunting or threatening presence with no way for others to escape
When you hear the gun cock, bitch, it's too late
Warning others that once the gun is loaded, there's no time to react or escape
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: . MONOXIDE, CHRIS ROULEAU, JAMIE MADROX, MICHAEL PUWAL
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kunu98
Songs always bumpin in the car. Great overall song.
TheBeavadelic
Real OG shit right here
Notjustklownin
I remember bumping this in my 10th grade graphic designs class and dude next to me asked what I was listening to, I let him listen to this track and he asked me who tf this was, had to le him know, ya dead homie
LD50Prime
Who ya dead who?
Ev Kane
This beat tho. Fukkn classic
Austin Griffis
Damn. Still a banger.
Jason Shipley
WHOOP WHOOP NICE 4LIFE
KA-BOOM! !
HAIL BLAZE
Frederick Blackwell
The legendary Detroit Rapper Dead Gangsta Blaze ya Dead Homie. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🤘🤘🤘. Colton Grundy 4 Eva Crunk. Whoop whoop!!!!!!
J-D○GG
R.i.p. Peter Price! Whoop whoop