Текст песни Gravediggaz (Poetic) - Guard Ya Shrine
Gravediggaz (Poetic) - Guard Ya Shrine слова песни
[Poetic]Yeah, comin through the mist of the dustOf a hundred thousand wild stallionsOn a dirt roadAnother episode of the Gravediggaz sagaYoYou came to assassinate meI got degrees that evaporate seasI got thoughts that decapitate enemiesWhile your thoughts couldn`t fascinate fleasSee I manipulate keys in a vocal jointThat alter your focal point, fuckin snakeI annoit by will, to kill you savage emceesThen watch your cabbages bleedYou`re weak and you`re wickedDiseased with a sickness, that turn Gods into swineMy mind detects blind ambitionA fine musician slash crooked politicianTrapped in a black hole, cuz ya lack soulGravity chokes ya black soul like a lassoYour condition is a walking dead man+Wake+ the fuck +Up+ or get your head bangedI`m the soldier with the bloody red handsThese ghetto alleys become dead valleysSnakes too shook to show up at your rallySome paralysed by the thought of bein analyzed and caught up in liesIn false hood, it ain`t all good, in New York, if you don`t walk the walkI dare fuckin parasites to grab a micThe Grym brings Fahrenheit, and blinding lightYou are not my competition, you non-living treacherous pigI`ll have you submit....yo[Chorus X2: Poetic]You`re feeble and you play black, guard ya shrineI`m a needle in a hay-stack, hard to findI`m evil when you slay black God for crimeI`m evil and I stay strapped far as the rhyme