"Keep It Safe" lyrics
I keep my money on my mind and my valuables in a grave
I got caskets and coffins in lock boxes and safes
I got treasure maps, twenty-thousand autographs
T-shirts and lava lamps, couple old coins and some food stamps
All buried in the cemetery carefully
And I'ma keep 'em stacking up until they come to bury me
With mad treasures like a leprechaun
Cemetery steppin', better watch who's plot your steppin' on
Fuck a bank account, I got holes like a golf course that
All filled with fat knots in some Crown Royal bags
Five hundred dollar liquor brand new with the tags
It's some icky sticky rolled up in a dirty zigzag, feel me?
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
If the cops would ever find this I'd be done if they did
As much evidence they'd throw the fucking book at the kid
I'd be underneath the jail with a maximum bid
But I'm too clever to never find out the spot that it's in
They'll never find out I'm sadistic 'cause I never leave a witness
With the quickness grab my trophy and handle murderous business
I got a problem, and it spreads like an infection
And you're the next person to add to my collection
I been collecting things, putting them inside the dirt
Things I wouldn't need a couple things I feel that I deserve
Acknowledgements and broken mirrors, attention from important folks
List of people did me wrong when I went wild reminder notes
Rookie cards slabbed up, Pokémon, nine or better
Got about fifty of 'em buried in some Christmas sweaters
Yeah goodies in the graveyard hidden
With the speakers cranked to ten in case the dead wanna listen, rock it
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
Pull up a little further and you'll see this plot of dirt
And underneath are all the treasures that I stashed from all my work
It would be my pleasure, let me show you this one first
It's a bag of teeth I pulled out of somebody's mouth who hurt
A couple girls who were just walking home, a creeper he would lurk
So I blew his fuckin' head off and hid his teeth under dirt
Some people say I'm crazy, a lunatic
I'm berserk, and I'm provin' it
I been fluid in doin' it
Got a head with no screws in it
Check out this butcher knife with the grooves in it
Blood still on the handle from me using it
I see you're perusing it
Those came from a jarhead that I murdered and said fuck it
Throw both of his shoes in it
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
I got caskets and coffins in lock boxes and safes
I got treasure maps, twenty-thousand autographs
T-shirts and lava lamps, couple old coins and some food stamps
All buried in the cemetery carefully
And I'ma keep 'em stacking up until they come to bury me
With mad treasures like a leprechaun
Cemetery steppin', better watch who's plot your steppin' on
Fuck a bank account, I got holes like a golf course that
All filled with fat knots in some Crown Royal bags
Five hundred dollar liquor brand new with the tags
It's some icky sticky rolled up in a dirty zigzag, feel me?
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
If the cops would ever find this I'd be done if they did
As much evidence they'd throw the fucking book at the kid
I'd be underneath the jail with a maximum bid
But I'm too clever to never find out the spot that it's in
They'll never find out I'm sadistic 'cause I never leave a witness
With the quickness grab my trophy and handle murderous business
I got a problem, and it spreads like an infection
And you're the next person to add to my collection
I been collecting things, putting them inside the dirt
Things I wouldn't need a couple things I feel that I deserve
Acknowledgements and broken mirrors, attention from important folks
List of people did me wrong when I went wild reminder notes
Rookie cards slabbed up, Pokémon, nine or better
Got about fifty of 'em buried in some Christmas sweaters
Yeah goodies in the graveyard hidden
With the speakers cranked to ten in case the dead wanna listen, rock it
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
Pull up a little further and you'll see this plot of dirt
And underneath are all the treasures that I stashed from all my work
It would be my pleasure, let me show you this one first
It's a bag of teeth I pulled out of somebody's mouth who hurt
A couple girls who were just walking home, a creeper he would lurk
So I blew his fuckin' head off and hid his teeth under dirt
Some people say I'm crazy, a lunatic
I'm berserk, and I'm provin' it
I been fluid in doin' it
Got a head with no screws in it
Check out this butcher knife with the grooves in it
Blood still on the handle from me using it
I see you're perusing it
Those came from a jarhead that I murdered and said fuck it
Throw both of his shoes in it
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
Let's fill a body bag with sweets and trick or treats
Weed in zig zags fill it up, we gon' hit the streets
We not coming home until the loot can fill a fucking grave worth
Six feet deep four wide is the framework
Fill it up, trippin' on the treasures and the fat bud
Dump it in like a private vault no one gets none
We don't need no lock and key or dirt to keep it safe
We don't need no lock and key to earn for keeping sake
