Текст песни Gravediggaz - Killing Fieldz
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[Intro: Poetic]No more dead end streetsGravediggaz, dark angelsAppearin out the fogReappearin every milleniumFrukwan, the Gate Keep, sun starHit it up, ya[Chorus: Frukwan]How many`s willin, ready for the warPermit the killin, what if it`s ya ownThat`s the villain, what do you do? Do you kill `em?[Frukwan]Created from a cumulus, cause that are numerousDangerous combattin, when I kill, it`s no accidentPunch hole thru your abdomen, pluck your vein instrumentPrevent, my thought waves travel infinitePeriodically I generate, natural intake7 and a half ounce brain, 5% body weightRepititious, the bishop, he only enter the viciousSleepin wit yo misses, tappin that ass viciousSqueeze time, a pressure ya muthafuckas couldn`t measureThe dead body severed, fingers are dismemberedHair foliculs, point of rap, wrapped in iodineWrapped in a heat, body found upon the ground of EgyptJamaica, that on to make a Earth shakerNatural disaster, hemipheric masterMaster crater size hole, niggas that wanna foldBlow, transport threatin ya fuckin life supportPetrolium niggas up on the PotiumFigure, how many niggas run wit Gravediggaz, nigga![Break: Poetic]Yo, next upGrym Reap, Poetic, Tony titanium[Poetic]Criminal record, never had one, never made noneNever grab guns and blaze them just for funI`m military trained, not considered very fiendNot to kill up every frame within the skill of my brainWhen I peep certain cats on the block, I know they plotHow to get what I got, cuz we travel alotDoin hip hop in spots that get hotThey figure we get knots, a few bad apples`ll lick shotsAnd shit stops, the Most HighDeprive human life out of his gift shopThirty four years up on the brick topTryin to survive, it`s as wild as elephant`s stampedeTo see, fans leave as someone in the audience, clans bleedThey can`t breath, after the next man squeezeAnd this girl is like "Please"Someone, get a parademic, the ghetto drama`s patheticMore black armor shredded, I need peacePeace of mind, peace and quiet, piece of the piePiece of the action, to acquireA nice piece of real estate when I need escapeA pen and a piece of paper, to plot my next caperUp in the safe havin, smokin peace pipesAs peeps try the peace treatyAnd we be usin the Sun as a time pieceDime pieces in two piece bikinisThat give me a piece of ass, whenever they see meWhat the dealy? Behind the whole plotAs I carry a piece to protect my flockCan`t throw rocks while enemies toke glocksThe human and the low brain lock, and we go into shock[Chorus 3X]"My mic check is life or death" (6X)- Nas {scratched up}"My mic check is life or death, breathin the sniper`s breath" - Nas