Gravediggaz - Da Bomb Lyrics
[gatekeeper]In 97 dont be alarmed, gravediggaz drop(da bomb! da bomb! da bomb!)G, r, a, v, e, d (da bomb!)I, double g, a to the zig zag zDroppin (da bomb!)[grym reaper]Ay yo I really hate snakesI feel like bustin off rounds in they faceBut that would be exhibitin the same weak traitsShit is deep like bass, enemies get beat, lock breaksFrom dusk to dawn I thrust upon the sceneAlways conscious I was born supremeNo wonder I run with a hundred twenty three nine hundred and ninety nineThousand convictsWanted by the beast in the hellified streetsWith nullified beef and combat swamp ratsAnd ghetto playgrounds where scenes is tragicEveryday seein decayin brown fabrics (da bomb!)A thirty pound addict with a hundred dollar day habitTrue master! broadcast the havocism Im babblinMics turnin to javelinsStabbin mcs in the abdomen and laughin at em (hahahahaha!)[gatekeeper]Gravediggaz a cannibal for swoops and batsSweat rocks as the jock and they counter reactOccupation Im a blizzard, gate keep freak the reasonFor the break, I been around as long as the rzaThe ripper, graveyards known for plenty moreRugged raw, puttin hardcore kicks on double doorsYour futures at stake, big mistakeYou moved! (da bomb!) mmm-mm you cant escape, checkmateThe flashy nigga, underground diggaNigga think his head big enough, I make it biggaThe trank, I bust all blank, when I intakeThere forsake, my lyrics are fatter then phil brakesThe bed rocker, snatch doctorThis little bagandian rockerIm phantom of the operaCheck it, the mic is my crystal ballAnd when Im on it Im open like a mallYou say you got gats, bust em where its atWhile you bustin caps I drop the (da bomb!)Mmmm now what you gonna do, kidWhere ya gonna run son when I drop the (da bomb!)Mmmm to my bigga niggasRepresenting gravediggaz worldwide stars drop the (da bomb!)Mmmm dont be alarmedYour persona aint on from the three alarm from the (da bomb!)G, r, a, v, e, d (da bomb!)I, double g, a to the zig zag zDroppin (da bomb!)[grym reaper]I possess intellect to reflectOne of the best flowsWithin the metro-politanGot more styles than a chinamanAnywhere ya find the grymMy mind I bringDisaster to areasFaster than spots in iraq that got blown from aircraft carriersCarry your whack ass outta my war zoneOr get slapped in the jaw boneFrom the megawatts of the raw poneMissed the tour rooms throughCities and stadiums, halls and paladiumsAll over the mediteranean seasIm terrorizin mcs like an iranianSeizin a boeing 74724/7 were flowin professionallyYou see spots keep glowin at the gravediggaz showinWe master the art exceptionally[gatekeeper]No doubt when I precipitate the walls vibrationThought skies cover your fake ass lacerationsCheck it, forever your rest, black hood the eventBrothers in the new york streets that representSqueeze ya coal, 32 belowSend a chill through your bowCatch your *****in nerve like a snow coneYou get stuffed like an envelope, yoWont even think twice, Ill slice the *****in ropeSave your salvationRuin your reputationGet ready for a brief devastationForty clicks up the creekIf I hear a squeekThe nigga gate keep never ever retreatsBrooklyn street perpendicularThe order for manslaughter is vehicularTerrified flashbacksGaspin for your airsacThe mere factor of unleashin my second chapterYou say you got gats, bust em where its atWhile your bustin caps I drop the (da bomb!)Now what ya gonna do kidWhere ya gonna run son when I drop the (da bomb!)(da bomb!)Yo, gravediggaz, the undertaker, gate keep, rzarector, grym reapCollectively droppin (da bomb!)G, r, a, v, e, d (da bomb!)I, double g, a to the zig zag z
