Gravediggaz [Rap]

Verse one:

Back in the getto it reained for 40 days
Ear like slain but I can't show no pain,
Headache, enormous proportions is the size of a bucket
Pain killers can't touch it
Yo, what my little brothers gone
Now I'm torn apart as I stand with the knife at my heart
We shared the good and the bad times
When ma broke out to the store
It was half time
I remember she came back
And we'd get beatings with the
[fuck know's but it sounds like high wheeled track!]
I felt the hurt from your own predicament
Lost your scholarship
Can't play pro ball with torn ligaments
Career suddenly ended
Your goals are offended
Suicide deft tips recomended to try
But you and I verse as we bless the earth
So let us pour the wine preventing suicide

Verse two:

Nicole's torn away from home at age 12
In search of herself she found and angel of hell
Who decieved her like eve
And convinced her to leave
Her family
You can see she was very naive
The fallacy she was taught was brain washed thoughts
In a club with no culture
Soon she was forced
Into showing her skin tones for thin, grins and moans
To please her saviour jim jones
Her pop's was a ex-marine
Him and his team
Got m-16's so they could blow up the scene
They parachuted in
Started shooting men
Recruited by jim
Grabbed nicole and threw her in
To the trunk
She was that close to drinking the punch
And realized
False prophets lead to suicide

Verse three:

I was born at the bed of dawn
Surrounded by men with horns
Wicked forms
But still I was happy to be born
I grew up in a house of ten
A mouse a men plus the vultures [fuck knows!]
Lacking oxygen
Every night I dreemed I saw ghosts
Babies crying, uncles dying, ma's trying
Pop's lyin ma's going across his head with a frying pan
Me and my man
Made plans
To boot the land and raise a fam (illy)
But my man stands six feet in a box covered with sand
Tears are dropping
Dropping all

Pull it back erase it kid
But I figure
That I got a little rza

Genocide homicide you won't figure this out till you die
It's a suicide

Intro:

Yeahhh
This is a story
That there are deep, situations, everybody go through in life
(It's something that we go through)
You know, it's that inside part of you that you don't tell nobody about
YaknowhatI'msayin?
From that inside, that dark space inside you
(It's something that we go through)
From that darker, that inner side of you
It's from the dark side

Verse One: Fruitkwan/Gate Keeper

Blaow blaow! No more knocks at your doors
It's just about to explode, hit the floorrrrrrrr
I come from a triple blood-shedding
Spreading, my heading, straight from Armageddeon
It's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Once you get slapped by the dark side
I was attacked, not clever to react
Small as a peep, I was deep in solar facts
My escapade level swelled
Threw up, fell
I grew up, five blocks from Hell
I'm used to seeing the grass grow black
Medaling pushing pedaling kids that pushed cracks
Murderers leavin they traces
Ya wasted, permitted destroying the human races
Fuckit I'm bringin ruckus
To brothers an APB out on the next Fredrick Douglass
I'm sort of a saint, you think I ain't
With skills to paint, with my third eye
You're tranked...
...from the dark side

Interlude: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector

We expressing feelings, we expressing our dark feelings
So my feelings may be deeper than his or his feelings may be deeper than mines
But it's all in the expressing of a feeling
(from the dark side)

Chorus: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper

You, are dumb, and deaf, and blind
You, are dumb, and deaf, and blind
You, are dumb, and deaf, and blind
You're dumb AND deaf AND blind

Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper

In a time when every preacher large and small shall fool them
Using Revelations, as my crystal ball I see
more hordes of warlords who so hard they forgot
the graveyard TERRAIN, scar tissues of BRAINS
Be all illuminating soon the Illuminati platoons
of Satan lay waitin to slay men
Save your, amens, awaken
The reason that Grym is God
I escape through your synagogues
And gave the EGYPTIANS, ancient INSCRIPTIONS
Leaks into CHRISTIANS, turn all the facts into fictions
Here comes the Reaper with the shot to your system
I chop religions that concoct the vision
Feel the incision of the sword that's piercing your third eye
Coming straight from the dark side
...from the dark side

Chorus

Gravediggaz...
...in the dark side
Coming to take you...
...from the dark side back to the light
...from the dark side
you're in the dark side (yeah)
we're in the dark side
you're in the dark side
we're in the dark side
you're in the dark side
they're in the dark side
we're all in the dark side

You're dumb and deaf and blind (it's something that we goin through)
(from the dark side)
You're dumb and deaf and blind
You're dumb and deaf and blind
in the dark side
Yeah, Gravediggaz