Here Comes the Gravediggaz

Intro: You gotta keep saying it Say Gravediggaz, Gravediggaz come on say it with me, come on Gravediggaz, come on Gravy, yeah, uh huh [Grymreaper] You don't pull on Superman's cape You don't spit into the wind You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger and you can't fuck with me and my men - so check it out Chorus: Ryzarector Yah, Here come the Gravediggaz -- repeat 3X (Pray for your mommy) Verse One: Grymreaper Boom bit competition ain't shit Fakin the funk like silicon tits Left on a level of a skill or jack the imposer like the Buffalo Bills They come close but can't win or do a damn thang, huh I'm merciless like Maine As I get the wreck off I navigate a course like Czechov Soft MCs you better step off Will a villain ever learn I'm killin like a mad germ I burn MCs like a bad perm Do not turn 'Cause I got you on my infrared Once I dead I pop 'em like a pimple's head I get up and get down like I was gravity Cause pains like cavity Thick like a salary Flow with little or no skills I kill 'em My shoes are illa makin a mountain out of a molehill Chill Or your ass'll be tooken fast Crossed in the style like Alice in the lookin glass You want to see the Grym get raw Ay-yo I bust your whole shits in your Verse Two: My style's gravy, rough and real Raise up the rugged on my Gravedigga shield That's how I deal with the fake frauds I flow hard Yo hearthrobs'll get robbed I come with the wicked one stompin tons I mud other crap as I wreck your town Cock my bore to hell as we dwell to a ludicrous lunar eclipse no to exit I radiate gamma rays at random I slam 'em Yo, quick fast like the phantom Guard my gate with a passed down cape You want to escape And now ain't no one safe Check it as I hit you with a boom from the trigga Chorus Verse Three: Rzarector I learned to burn rap germs like antiseptics Dem while eats, I piece a music living epic Words like proverbs Blended braided so on like a storm or song of king David Potentially vital, only as the bible Camel eyes used to worship the false idols New form of literature, dance to the fiddler Don't mean to riddle you God I'm not The Riddler On super the moon, no, wait for high noon I'm the other space Doom I be entombed I don't squawk like a hawk or stalk like a stork But walk in New York, stay away from pork Rhymes are by passion Don't need the hassle Swingin everything cause I'm king of the castle Niggas gettin boggled, it scream and squabble Gravediggaz got the paperback novel So line by line you should read Take heed Or you'll bleed and bleed and bleed and bleed Chorus: repeat 2X Pray for your mommy -- 4X Chorus to fade