Gravediggaz
The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel
Da Bomb
[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed
Gravediggaz drop (da bomb, da bomb, da bomb)
G-R-A-V-E-D (da bomb)
I-double G-A to the zig zag Z
Droppin (da bomb)
[Grym Reaper]
Hey yo I really hate snakes
I feel like bustin off rounds in they face
But that would be exhibitin the same weak traits
Shit is deep like bass, enemies get beat lock breaks
From dusk to dawn I thrust upon the scene
Always conscious I was born supreme
No wonder I run with a hundred forty three
Nine hundred and ninety nine thousand convicts
Wanted by the beast in the hellified streets
With nullified beef and combat swamp rats
And ghetto playgrounds where scenes is tragic
Everyday seein decayin brown fabrics (da bomb)
A thirty pound addict with a hundred dollar day habit
True master
Broadcast the havoc as I'm battlin
Mics turn into javelins
Stabbin MCs in the abdomen and laughin at em (Hahahahaha!)
[Gatekeeper]
Gravediggaz a cannibal for swoops and bats
Sweat rocks as the jock and they counter react
Occupation I'm a blizzard, Gatekeep freak the wizard
Vertebrae, I been around as long as the Rza
The ripper, graveyards known for plenty more
Rugged raw, puttin hardcore kicks on double doors
Your future's at stake, big mistake, you moved (da bomb)
Mmmm you can't escape, checkmate
The flashy nigga, underground digga
Nigga think his head big enough, I make it bigga
The trank, I bust off blank, when I intakes devastate
My lyrics are fatter then Phil Brakes
The bed rocker, sledge knocker
Mix a little Bacardi and Vodka
A Phantom of the Opera
Check it, the mic is my crystal ball
And when I'm on it I'm open like a mall
You say you got gats, bust em where it's at
While you bustin caps I drop the (da bomb)
Mmmm now what you gonna do kid
Where ya gonna run son when I drop the (da bomb)
Mmmm to my bigga niggas representin Gravediggaz worldwide
Gods drop the (da bomb)
Mmmm don't be alarmed
Your persona ain't on from the three alarm from the (da bomb)
G-R-A-V-E-D (da bomb)
I-double G-A to the zig zag Z
Droppin (da bomb)
[Grym Reaper]
I possess intellect to reflect
One of the best flows within the metro
Politan, got more styles than a Chinaman
Anywhere you find the Grym
My mind I bring
Disaster to areas
Faster than spots in Iraq that got blown from aircraft carriers
Carry your wack ass outta my war zone
Or get slapped in the jaw bone
From the megawatts of the raw poem
Missed the tour rooms through
Cities and stadiums, halls and Paladiums
All over the Mediterranean Seas
I'm terrorizin MCs like an Iranian
Seizin a Boeing 747
24/7 we're flowin professionally
You see spots keep glowin at the Gravediggaz showin
We master the art exceptionally
[Gatekeeper]
No doubt when I precipitate the walls vibration
Dark skies cover your fake ass lacerations
Check it, for every oppressed black hood the event
Brothers in the New York streets that represent
Squeeze ya cold, 32 below
Send a chill through your bone
Catch your fuckin nerve like a snow cone
You get stuffed like an envelope, yo
Won't even think twice, I'll slice the fuckin rope
Save your salvation
Ruin your reputation
Get ready for a brief devastation
Forty clicks up the creek
If I hear a squeak
The nigga Gatekeep never ever retreats
Brooklyn street perpendicular
The order for manslaughter is vehicular
Terrified flashbacks, gaspin for your air sac
The mere factor of unleashin my second chapter
You say you got gats, bust em where it's at
While your bustin caps I drop the (da bomb)
Now what ya gonna do kid
Where ya gonna run son when I drop the (da bomb, da bomb)
Yo, Gravediggaz, The Undertaker, Gatekeep, Rzarector, Grym Reap
Collectively droppin (da bomb)
G-R-A-V-E-D (da bomb)
I-double G-A to the zig zag Z
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