Gravediggaz Lyrics
Gravediggaz Lyrics
"Da Bomb Lyrics"
Any Fool Can Say Goodbye Lyrics
(Gary Harrison/Tim Mensy) We finally got it out all in the open We agreed it's time this chapter closed Soon you'll be on an airplane to your momma's Where that leaves me I don't really know But standing here I just got to thinkin' You know this airport's open every day So where's the fire darlin' what's the hurry Don't you think goodbye can wait Before we take this leaving any farther Let's reach a little deeper inside Maybe we could try a little harder Ro
(Gary Harrison/Tim Mensy) We finally got it out all in the open We agreed it's time this chapter closed Soon you'll be on an airplane to your momma's Where that leaves me I don't really know But standing here I just got to thinkin' You know this airport's open every day So where's the fire darlin' what's the hurry Don't you think goodbye can wait Before we take this leaving any farther Let's reach a little deeper inside Maybe we could try a little harder Ro
[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]
Ay 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 twenty 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 havocism I'm babblin'
Mic's turnin' to javelins
Stabbin' MCs in the abdomen and laughin' at 'em (Hahahahaha!)
[Gatekeeper]
Gravediggaz a cannibal for
Crucified Lyrics
Crucified, suffering of life My life failed - Loss of self respect Life that means nothing to me Wanna leave the pit, wanna end this shit My mind is sad, this life is crap No power left to step ahead - step ahead Sad life, dead mind Creepin', searching, dying - meaning of life My mind is sad, this life is crap No power left to step ahead Crucified, down for life! Life that means nothing to me Wanna leave the pit, wanna end this shit
swoops and batsCrucified, suffering of life My life failed - Loss of self respect Life that means nothing to me Wanna leave the pit, wanna end this shit My mind is sad, this life is crap No power left to step ahead - step ahead Sad life, dead mind Creepin', searching, dying - meaning of life My mind is sad, this life is crap No power left to step ahead Crucified, down for life! Life that means nothing to me Wanna leave the pit, wanna end this shit
Sweat rocks as the jock and they counter react
Occupation i'm a blizzard, Gate Keep freak the reason
For the break, 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!) Mmm-mm you can't escape, checkmate
The flashy nigga, underground digga
Nigga think his head big enough, I make it bigga
The trank, I bust all blank, when I intake
There forsake, my lyrics are fatter then Phil Brakes
The bed rocker, snatch doctor
This little Bagandian rocker
I'm Phantom of the Opera
Check it, the mic is my crystal ball
And when I'm on it I'm open like a pore
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
Representing Gravediggaz worldwide stars drop the (Da Bomb!)
Evil - Your mind's all about Pain is - What you deserve Your soul - Is spoiled from inside Creatures - Out of this world ? Shattered dreams Of perfect life Cast curse To endless pain From the dead to the living s'been a horrible trip Into the darkness you drift while your soul's being ripped Your body's still alive, but the pain inside grows From the dead to the living, a nightmare came true From the dead to the living
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 ya find the Grym
My mind I bring
Disaster to areas
Faster than spots in Iraq that got blown from aircraft carriers
Carry your whack ass outta my war zone
Or get slapped in the jaw bone
From the megawatts of the raw pone
Missed the tour rooms through
Cities and stadiums, halls and Paladiums
All over the Mediteranean 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
Thought skies cover your fake ass lacerations
Check it, forever
Sun Lyrics
Even if I am tempted I won´t apologize to you. Those torn-out pages in my agenda are a few too many. I´ve started to count backwards and now I´m almost halfway through, but I fear that I never will get to zero. So, now I say «Oh, won't the sun rise over me». All I say is; «Oh, won´t the sun...». Even if I am tempted, I won´t apologize to you. You´ve got some tender arms to enfold you and
your rest, black hood the eventEven if I am tempted I won´t apologize to you. Those torn-out pages in my agenda are a few too many. I´ve started to count backwards and now I´m almost halfway through, but I fear that I never will get to zero. So, now I say «Oh, won't the sun rise over me». All I say is; «Oh, won´t the sun...». Even if I am tempted, I won´t apologize to you. You´ve got some tender arms to enfold you and
Brothers in the New York streets that represent
Squeeze ya coal, 32 below
Send a chill through your bow
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 squeek
The nigga Gate Keep never ever retreats
Brooklyn street perpendicular
The order for manslaughter is vehicular
Terrified flashbacks
Gaspin' for your airsac
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, Gate Keep, Rzarector, Grym Reap
Collectively droppin' (Da Bomb!)
G, R, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z