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)
Mr Dead Folx
Blaze Ya Dead Homie Lyrics
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No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast
No money, weed, no cash
It's time to get in that ass
Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie
Don't be acting like you don't see me
Believe me man you don't know me
I was the first to put it down
Reppin' with Twiztid and the clowns kicking the gangsta sounds
Strictly keep it underground
Lotus in the family, you now how we do
Coming for ours and won't hesitate to ride on you
Record sales don't make you bulletproof
Big time, and we both know you don't be doing that shit that's in your rhymes
You ain't a G like me, you ain't the thug I be
You watered down, like the punks I see on MTV
Where you're motherfucking trees, always asking for smoke
Ain't it a bitch, everybody a G when wearing Loc's
That's a figure of speech, and I be sick in the heat
Whoever think he the shit, trying to claim my territory
I'm a motherfucking G with heaters loaded and cocked
You's a small time pee-on, braggin of running rocks
Bitch break yourself, for everything and then some
Hold the mic to my dick, so you can hear me when I cum
(Chorus x2)
No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast
No money, weed, no cash
It's time to get in that ass
Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie
Don't be acting like you don't see me
Believe me man you don't know me
Never ever was I a bitch hoe,
You can put that on my ten-fold
Ma pop Grundy and them know I sicko
Baby boy got banana clips for his chopper
Known to bring drama somethin' proper
Check nuts
Colton Grundy got handles, I got the J
So when I'm spiting from the big oh line, nuts' in your face
Dead homie on a ho-port, smoking a Newport
Spiting at the bitches, and bumping that new Too Short
Life is nothing I can even they to relate to, for real though
Being dead is serious, it change you
All I got left in this world, is my music to play
So you correct if you thinkin', that I'ma do my thang
And all the thugs that wit me, throw your shit in the air
And wave those motherfuckers side to side
Like you don't care
And if you feeling like I'm feeling, then it's plainy clear
'Cause it's a whole bunch of dead folk chilling in here
(Chorus x2)
No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast
No money, weed, no cash
It's time to get in that ass
Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie
Don't be acting like you don't see me
Believe me man you don't know me
(Violent J)
It's me and Blaze, drunk driving in an 87 Cutlass
Taking turns at the wheel while the other claps motherfuckers
You're chick, I'm dicking that
Wicked shit, I'm kicking that
I'm hitting with the quickness, life's stinking, where the chickens at?
You made a wrong turn coming down my block
I'll stop your car like I need help, and crack your head with a rock
Uh, Colton Grundy the only homie I got,
Mr. Dead Folx sparking at the burial spot
We about to ride on the world, leave it deserted like Marz
Get your wig spilt, by 40 juggalo rap stars
A little kid asked me if I ever killed anybody (yes)
I told 'em that I did and was warm and bloody
I'm Violent J, I'll be around until my dieng day
On tour smoking bud, and eating Flying J
Look me up under 'Juggla' and you'll find my name
And if you don't, then you're dictionary's lame motherfucka!
(Chorus x2)
No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast
No money, weed, no cash
It's time to get in that ass
Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie
Don't be acting like you don't see me
Believe me man you don't know me
(Repeat Till End)
Mr Dead Folx
Believe me man you don't know me
The song "Mr. Dead Folx" by Blaze Ya Dead Homie is a rap song that speaks about the persona's life, his past, and how he is a real "G." He explains his struggle and why he is the way he is. The song also speaks on their position in the music industry and that money and fame don't make them bulletproof. They claim that they will continue to do what they have been doing no matter what the rest of the world thinks.
The chorus emphasizes that there are no questions to be asked, no gun shooting, no money or weed, it's time to get in that ass. The persona, Mr. Dead Folx, goes on to explain that he was the first to come out with the gangsta sounds along with Twiztid and the Clowns. He talks about being a real "G" and explains the struggles that he has gone through. He goes on to say that he won't hesitate to ride on anyone who tries to come after him or his company, doing what he has to do to protect his team.
The song showcases the real struggles of a "G" and how fame and money don't necessarily matter to them. It is a rap song that speaks on the life of a real "G" and what it takes to be one. It emphasizes the importance of protecting one's crew and their territory.
Line by Line Meaning
No questions for you too ask, no gats for you to blast
There's no reason for you to question or shoot, you have nothing to gain.
No money, weed, no cash
You won't find any money or drugs here, no point in looking.
It's time to get in that ass
It's time for me to assert my dominance over you.
Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie
I am Mr. Dead Folx, or Colton Grundy, or Ya Dead Homie, whatever you want to call me.
Don't be acting like you don't see me
Don't try to ignore me, I'm here and I demand your attention.
Believe me man you don't know me
You might think you know me, but you really have no idea.
I was the first to put it down
I was one of the pioneers of this style of music.
Reppin' with Twiztid and the clowns kicking the gangsta sounds
I am associated with Twiztid and the clowns, we make gangsta music.
Strictly keep it underground
Our music is not mainstream, we keep it underground.
Lotus in the family, you now how we do
We are part of the Lotus family and we have a certain way of doing things.
Coming for ours and won't hesitate to ride on you
We will defend our territory and we are not afraid to take actions against those who cross us.
Record sales don't make you bulletproof
Just because our record sales are good, it doesn't mean we are invincible.
Big time, and we both know you don't be doing that shit that's in your rhymes
You might talk a big game, but we both know that you don't really live the lifestyle you rap about.
You ain't a G like me, you ain't the thug I be
You are not as tough or as gangsta as I am.
You watered down, like the punks I see on MTV
You've been diluted and softened, like the pop stars on MTV.
Where you're motherfucking trees, always asking for smoke
You're always looking for weed, always trying to smoke mine.
Ain't it a bitch, everybody a G when wearing Loc's
It's pathetic how everyone claims to be a gangsta when they wear sunglasses.
That's a figure of speech, and I be sick in the heat
That was just a metaphor, and I am very angry.
Whoever think he the shit, trying to claim my territory
Anyone who thinks they are better than me and tries to invade my turf will regret it.
I'm a motherfucking G with heaters loaded and cocked
I am a true gangsta and I am always ready for action.
You's a small time pee-on, braggin of running rocks
You are a small-time drug dealer and you talk too much.
Bitch break yourself, for everything and then some
Give me all your money and anything else you have, and don't try to hold back.
Hold the mic to my dick, so you can hear me when I cum
I'm so good at rapping, it's like having an orgasm.
Never ever was I a bitch hoe,
I have never been a weak or submissive person.
You can put that on my ten-fold
I swear on my life that I am telling the truth.
Ma pop Grundy and them know I sicko
My father and the rest of the Grundy family know that I am crazy.
Baby boy got banana clips for his chopper
I am armed and dangerous with a high-capacity magazine for my gun.
Known to bring drama somethin' proper
I am notorious for causing trouble and starting confrontations.
Check nuts
I dare you to challenge me.
Colton Grundy got handles, I got the J
I have some skills and experience, but Colton Grundy is better.
So when I'm spiting from the big oh line, nuts' in your face
When I rap a really good line, it will blow your mind.
Dead homie on a ho-port, smoking a Newport
I am hanging out with my friends, smoking a cigarette.
Spiting at the bitches, and bumping that new Too Short
I am disrespecting women and listening to the latest Too Short album.
Life is nothing I can even they to relate to, for real though
My life is so unique and difficult, you probably can't even imagine it.
Being dead is serious, it change you
Dying has a profound impact on your personality and mindset.
All I got left in this world, is my music to play
The only thing I have left in my life is my music.
So you correct if you thinkin', that I'ma do my thang
If you assume that I will continue to make music, you are correct.
And all the thugs that wit me, throw your shit in the air
All of my gangsta friends should raise their hands and get hyped.
And wave those motherfuckers side to side
We should all wave our hands from side to side.
Like you don't care
We should act like we don't give a damn.
And if you feeling like I'm feeling, then it's plainy clear
If you are having as much fun as me, then it's obvious.
'Cause it's a whole bunch of dead folk chilling in here
Because many of my friends are dead and we are hanging out in this place.
It's me and Blaze, drunk driving in an 87 Cutlass
Me and Blaze are drinking and driving a 1987 Oldsmobile Cutlass.
Taking turns at the wheel while the other claps motherfuckers
We are alternating between driving and hitting people.
You're chick, I'm dicking that
I am having sex with your girlfriend.
Wicked shit, I'm kicking that
I am creating and performing very dark and evil music.
I'm hitting with the quickness, life's stinking, where the chickens at?
I'm reacting quickly and aggressively to the challenges in my life, while asking where the women are.
You made a wrong turn coming down my block
You are in the wrong place and you will regret it.
I'll stop your car like I need help, and crack your head with a rock
I will pretend to signal for your car to stop, and then attack you with a blunt object.
Colton Grundy the only homie I got
Colton Grundy is my only friend and ally.
Mr. Dead Folx sparking at the burial spot
I am smoking weed at a cemetery.
We about to ride on the world, leave it deserted like Marz
We are planning to take over the world and leave it desolate, like the planet Mars.
Get your wig spilt, by 40 juggalo rap stars
You will lose your hairpiece and be defeated by a group of 40 insane clown posse rappers.
A little kid asked me if I ever killed anybody (yes)
A child once asked me if I have murdered anyone, and I answered yes.
I told 'em that I did and was warm and bloody
I explained to the child that I have committed a violent and bloody act.
I'm Violent J, I'll be around until my dieng day
I am Violent J and I will continue to make music until I die.
On tour smoking bud, and eating Flying J
While on tour, I smoke marijuana and eat at the Flying J truck stop.
Look me up under 'Juggla' and you'll find my name
If you search for 'Juggla', you will find my name.
And if you don't, then you're dictionary's lame motherfucka!
If you can't find me in the dictionary, then your dictionary is terrible.
Mr Dead Folx
I am Mr. Dead Folx, one of my aliases.
Believe me man you don't know me
You really have no idea who I am or what I'm capable of.
Contributed by Keira R. Suggest a correction in the comments below.