Текст песни Gravediggaz - Mommy, What`s a Gravedigga?
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Intro: One twoOne twoYou`re ready?Yo, this one goes out to Prince Paul, my man Fruitkwanthe Gatekeeper, Prince Rakeem and last but not leastthe Grymreaper[Some motherfucker`s out robbin your home (Cypress Hill)]As your soul enters the next stageReality becomes obsoleteYou have nothing to fear, nothin to fearWalking in the shadows you realizeThat live is nothing but a fog of animated death[Grave-diggers!!!]And to my right it`s the one that they call, the Grym ReaperVerse One: Too Poetic/Grym ReaperSparks through the dark, I`m diggin in the dirtOr diggin in your brains or your skirtBurying the past is a very hard taskI make loot and now everybody`s diggin up dirtI spark the night like a rasta with reeferAnd to my right is the GatekeeperVerse Two: Fruitkwan/GatekeeperHere comes the one, the one wicked sun from the slumsThat`s how i do when the Gravedigga crew comes forexample, leaving corpses blissedhalf hypnotized with my mark on their wristThe protecta, spector of death, the selectaIs the RZA, the RZA, the RZArectaVerse Three: RZArector/The RZAThe bloody, ferocious, attack, hits the bodyExplosive diagnosis, it`s fatal like multiple sclerosisOh it`s, not the hocus-pocus, Gravedigga niggaJust to keep the focusFucking up the tracks like the Fist of the White LotusCatch a triptychnosisIf you ever try to smoke thisGrave-digga![Grave-diggers!!!]