Gravediggaz
"1-800 Suicide/Mommy, What's A Gravedigga?" 12" single
Mommy, What's A Gravedigga? (Uptight Cratedigga Mix)
[The Undertaker]
As your soul enters the next stage reality becomes obsolete
You have nothing to fear, nothing to fear
Walking in the shadows, you realize that life
Is nothing but a form of animated death
And to my right is the one that they call the Grym Reaper, the Grym Reaper
[Grym Reaper]
Sparks through the dark by diggin in the Earth
Or get brains on your skirt
Buryin the past is a very hard task
I made cash and now everybody's diggin up dirt
I spark the mic like a rasta with reefer
Darkness and light both bleed out the speaker
The Reaper's context is not complex
I reflect intellect, Gatekeep is up next
[Gatekeeper]
Here comes the one, the one wicked son from the tomb
Bodies are consumed as I rip the immune
Collected subject, vocals are perfected
Devils know I'm hectic, foes are disconnected
Your brainwashed state narrate, new hawk is the target
I cut you open wide like a carpet
The terrorizer, the murderous could slid the
A knife across your back as you're screamin Gravediggaz
Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (4x)
[Gatekeeper]
I transform 85ers, devils and connivers
Wanna step to this you spit out blood like a geyser
A gusher, I guess you couldn't mess with the pressure
I strolled the globe in persuit of the oppressor
Obliterate, disintegrate type furies in a manner
And transform like Bruce Banner
Gatekeeper executioner, not vegetarian
Very in bloodthirsty by barbarians
[Grym Reaper]
I don't come to justify all of my words
I just come to crush the lies you was served
Turnin your devotional hymn into tin
You washin in the blood of the lamb to be cleansed
So I'm Grym, I pass the pork chops, clocks and Benz
Your moms and your pops are singin gospel hymns
Truths I attract for enslaved figures
Proves why you need a Gravedigga
Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (8x)
[Rzarector]
Yo I had a nightmare that I slept for a lightyear
And a thousand locusts had crawled inside my right ear
About to lose it, flashed back to blunts dipped in honey
And the first jewels that I mastered when I learned 120
About who's the original universal father
The cream of civilization, the biochemical author
It was me, it struck me, it caused me to figure
And realize to myself
That I'm a Gravedigga
Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (8x)
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