End of the World

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Gravediggaz - Rap

End of the World

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[Intro: Sample] Neither slavery nor involuntary servitude Except as a punishment for crime Where of the party shall have been duely convicted Shall exist within the United States Neither slavery nor involuntary servitude Except as a punishment for crime Where of the party shall have been duely convicted Shall exist within the United States [Verse 1: The Gatekeeper] Yo, here in the Chamber, Zig Zag Zig Near in result, to of a life bid Exercise power, train of thought Rap game started, the shores of the north Divide and conquer, lifetime span Keeping it real, Asiatic Black man Spread the word, then we got heard Time ain't served and niggas wanna splurge Up Jumped Da Boogie, ready to creep Flood the street, Gravediggaz cracked the concrete First had home, lost control Shuffle 32, some lost their soul Pit full of Snakes, ice and Trey-8's Niggas is dead weight, they move like Snakes Tried looking beyond, niggas ain't strong Divide yourself, and settle for wealth Half-half, the choke, why? Niggas was broke Back then was about fly sneaks and coats Added to contempt, niggas made sense Now they is all fucked up and bent Took it for granted, covering the planet And niggas scratch their head and don't understand it (Shit) [Bridge: Sample] Some man could bend them with two beams of light [Verse 2: The Grym Reaper] Ayo, kick off your shoes and relax your feet Cats I know carry a gat in their briefs Just so they don't be attacking the streets At the Gravedigga show, nigga, unstrap your piece Of the thugs with the Moet and Alizay mix It's the thug passion, holiday blitz And this is the place to be, the ladies Know how to shake, what makes the babies You find silver when a villain dressed to the max You even make a killer just wanna lay back Some fall in love with the super thugs And still they do for love what fiends do for drugs My ballers know, when you make all of the dough? Snakes follow, whereever you be they wanna go So, if my niggas just hold me down The dance floor turns into holy ground The black Cali fat piece like Mount Ever at War tactician just like Yasser Arafat Strike every almanac, beyond what you call a map I'ma hold MAC, makin' enemies fall back Your platoon will be stranded like a black lagoon While I'm stickin' my flag in the Moon You're consumed by the envy, the lust and the jealousy Ain't doing as well as me, drownin' in Hennessy [Outro: The Grym Reaper] From the womb to the tomb, sperm to the urn Sinners in the Hell trying not to get burned Gravediggaz at it again, we return Killin' mad germs, killin' bad sperm Womb to the tomb, sperm to the urn Citizens in the Hell, trying not to get burned Gravediggaz at it again, we return Killin' mad germs, killin' bad sperm

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  • Frukwan
  • Poetic