Six Feet Underground Lyrics - Gravediggaz

[ Poetic ] 

Look Chief 

There's only one way to catch these Gravediggaz 

We gotta go deep into the underground 

(You're nuts! 

You know what I gotta do to catch a permission to dig up a grave?) 

[ Poetic ] 

Yo, I'm comin in black and runnin the track, I dare you to overreact 

I'm placin the mic stand into my right hand diggin a hole in your back 

Just for the record I'm making it perfectly clear that my method'll sever the ear 

Of the biggest and baddest regardless of status, it's hazardous when I appear 

Uh, fake cats'll tremble in fear unless you repent or beware 

I mentally damage and fracture your cabbage, you're way beyond repair 

Carryin tools while others be braggin about they carats and jewels 

It's a marriage of fools, stick up! - now you're left in a blood pool 

Illiterate, limited, primitive, inconsiderate piece of shit 

I stick you for yo ice with the graveyard pick 

I'm sicker than sickle cell, puttin you through triple hell 

Rippin your whole shell, then I cripple you as well 

[ Frukwan ] 

( *sniff* ) 

Torn between the weed and indo, occasion occupation 

Bitches are starstruck on location 

Keepin the fat gear and a loot knot include bangin and bounce nigga to doom 

Pickin him up, rippin his gut, blood spread across the room 

Peelin your skin dry, hopin your ass die, fuck a prayer 

Dragon slayer, organ donor, a nigga that's quick to bone ya 

Black pitched walkin and talkin and spittin and breathe with a moaner 

Lightin a fuse, strikin your ass on fire - I burn ya 

Beggin and plead, where to begin, niggas is lost, covered with sin 

Nigga that wanna step, same nigga get disrespect 

Holdin it down, mixed in the mud, corner to cave 

Niggas are slaved with affadavids 

Roamin the globe unknown and nameless 

[ Chorus: Poetic (2X) ] 

The G-r-a-v-e-d-i-g-g-a 

Zig Zag Chamber 

Got cats in danger 

The hot flow's major 

The show's got flavor 

You all know the caper 

God control your paper 

[ Poetic ] 

Severely poor, yes, I was here before, now it's a daily war 

If the hustle fail me or derail me I'ma be jailed for sure 

Pressure be escalatin, stakes be testin my patience 

Satan be puttin the thought in my head to lay awake and waste men 

But they be black like me and they react like me 

Carry a gat like me, producin the drama like Spike Lee 

Hoodies and Timbs nightly, manoueverin packed tightly 

Keepin the block spicy and like they wrist icy 

For a limited time the criminal mind'll shine before they find 

They dumb and deaf and blind, either be god or be a swine 

You know the graveyard anthem, dig in your brain sanctum 

Grym Reap, Poetic, Tony Titanium, I'm out like a phantom 

[ Frukwan ] 

Yo.. leave em collegient, vision impaired, leavin a trapped sector 

Catchin a snare, breathin the air, pickin up fans like bone collector 

Slip in the deuce, turn on the juice, niggas are lost in thought 

Afraid in their appearance, runnin past interference 

Pick up a trend, tearin a raid, causin the earth so shake 

Made up a cost next to nothin, my molecules runnin constant 

Microphone leave em destruct, rap employment, guns I bust 

Never to sink or drop, I'm ready to bust shots 

The hideous, deep in the dark, mysterious, dark delirious 

Blow the head off distortion, display it in proportions 

Maintainin a Grym tale, remainin to raise hell 

Fuck a clonin, a nigga receive death to my opponents 

[ Chorus (6X) ]