Testo Killing Fieldz - Gravediggaz
Testo della canzone Killing Fieldz (Gravediggaz), tratta dall'album Nightmare in A-Minor
No more dead end streets
Gravediggaz, Dark Angels
Appearing out of the fog
Reappearing every millennium
Frukwan, the gatekeep, Sunstar
Heat it up, yo
Created from a cumulus, claw shots are numerous
Dangerous combatant, when I kill, it's no accident
Punch hole through your abdomen, pluck your vein instrument
Pervent, my thought waves travel infinite
Periodically I generate, natural intake
7 And a half ounce brain, 5% body weight
Repetitious, the Bishop, the onion of the vicious
Sleeping with your misses, tapping that ass dishes
Squeeze time and pressure, motherfuckers couldn't measure
The dead body severed, fingers are dismembered
Hair follicles point of rap, wrapped in iodine
Wrapped in adhesive, body found upon the ground of Egypt
Jamaica, the only maker, Earth shaker
Natural disaster, hemispheric master
Master crater size hole, niggas that wanna fold
Bo, transport threaten your fucking life support
Trolliam niggas up on the poleium
Figure, how many niggas roll with Gravediggaz, nigga?
Criminal record, never had one, never made none
Never grabbed guns and blazed them just for fun
I'm military trained, not considered very vain
Out to kill up every frame within the skill of my brain
When I peep certain cats on the block, I know they plot
How to get what I got, cause we travel a lot
Doin hip hop in spots that get hot
They figure we get knots, a few bad apples'll lick shot
And shit stops the most high
Supplied me with life out of his gift shop
34 Years upon the brick top
Tryin to survive, it's as wild as elephant stampedes
To see fans leave, as someone in the audience glands bleed
They can't breathe, after the next man squeezed
And his girl is like "Please!"
Somebody get a paramedic, the ghetto drama's pathetic
More black armor shredded, I need peace
Peace of mind, peace and quiet
Piece of the pie, piece of the action to acquire
A nice piece of real estate when I need escape
I pen on a piece of paper, to plot my next caper
In a safe haven, smokin peace pipes as peeps write a peace treaty
And we be usin, the sun as a time piece
Dime pieces in two piece bikinis
That give me a piece of ass whenever they see me
But the dealy, behind the whole plot
Is I carry a piece to protect my flock
Can't throw rocks while enemies tote Glocks
The human animal brain lock
And we go into shock, shock, shock
How many is willin, ready for the war, committin killin
What if it's your own that's the villain?
What do you do? You kill him
How many is willin, ready for the war, committin killin
What if it's your own that's the villain?
What do you do? You kill him
How many is willin, ready for the war, committin killin
What if it's your own that's the villain?
What do you do? You kill him
My mic check is life or death
My mic check is life or death
My mic check is life or death
My mic check is life or death
My mic check is life or death
Credits
Writer(s): Arnold Hamilton, Anthony Berkeley
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