Behind the ghetto plains, the warfare reign. Must we be the bearer of bad terror?. The mystery behind the unexplained. Let us pound it through your brains.
Yo, don't bother me kid. Let a nigga live plus eat. Bless the wiz and protect my seed. . I filter distortion like a magnet, attract rappin' bandits. Stretch 'em and blast 'em over the canvas.
I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains. Inside the best frames, ghetto blood clots is scored by slug shots. And drug spots, well, if you're too poor to move out.
Beware, four figures appear through the fog. Yeah, Gravediggaz cut like swords. Fear makes ya brain go numb. You ain't got a clue where the Gods come from.
I want a queen on every continent. So I can escape the government. Flee my residence, settle in. I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz. . The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent.
The pit, the pit, oh my. Yo, 1, 2, dun dunna dunna dun. All y'all mentally dead motherfuckers. We come to break y'all some information. And ressurect you from the mentality of fool in this.
One two, one two. You're ready? You're ready?. . Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man Fruitkwan. The Gatekeeper, Prince Rakeem. And last but not least the Grym Reaper.
You gotta keep saying it, he wants to. Say Gravediggaz, Gravediggaz. Come on say it with me, come on. Gravediggaz, come on. . Gravy, yeah, uh huh. . You don't pull on Superman's cape.
Danger, danger, danger danger. The graveyard chamber. Danger, danger, danger, danger, danger, danger. The graveyard chamber. . Danger, danger, danger, danger.
This is the story of three little pigs. And the projected damage that they did, pig number one was white. Thought everything he did was right, the pigology of self.
Ghettos are becomin' lost. Shorties is outta they minds. If not for the courage of a chosen few. They stay dumb deaf and blind. . Yo, caught in the process of elimination.
They killed my baby, oh, God, they killed my baby. (Order in the court, order in the court). I will make you pay for this you murderers. (Order in the court, order in the court).
Wanna see something that could make ya sick?. Stand in front of jets on the gaza strip. I used to take puffs from a car, jet in my garage. Then I get blitzed from the charge.
The Masta, the Ase-Inc. Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage. Theres no way out of the death trap. . You cant come back, back. No matter what you do when you fall in a death trap.
The Masta, the Ase-Inc. Lost is the ghetto dweller trapped in a cage. Theres no way out of the death trap. . You cant come back, back. No matter what you do when you fall in a death trap.