Tekst:
Gravediggaz Nightmare In A Minor

black I'm a lyrical Pteradac', severin' backs Bad luck for sorry MC's to get a match Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror Black, here'

dedicate this one to all my cats that's locked up Gravediggaz We're tryin to dig you up out that grave right there Yo [Poetic] Through the eyes of a

seem to have the mind To design schemes that align teams, just a crime scene of blind teens In the rap kingdom, where cats keep bling-a-ling-a-lingin'

A fine musician slash crooked politician Trapped in a black hole, cuz ya lack soul Gravity chokes ya black soul like a lasso Your condition is a walking

"Evident objective is New York City.. we're ready to attack! Planes circling, ready to strike.." "No more defenses - our armies, wiped out. Artillery

(feat. ShoGun Assason) [Poetic] Gravediggaz, Gatekeep' Grym Reap', Gravediggaz Gatekeep', Grym Reap' Yo A fresh alley, is like Death Valley Strangers

this society don't inspire me Settin fires to mothafuckas higher than me Critical ritual, hit you with the mythodic Hypnotic, chronic, a gas state to a

fraction, I'm settin off a chain reaction That increase, long as muthafuckas bust police Bloodsheed, mutts and gruts The wonder bread buds, a million

a mothafuckin devil Paranoid, unemployed black rebel Cover ups, fatality spawn bodies Fatality, blood stained walls, that's formality Witness the army kamikaze, symbolic to Kadafi-a Fuck the mafia A