|
|
Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyrics:
Behind the ghetto plains, the warfare reign Must we be the bearer of bad terror the mystery Behind the unexplained Let us pound it through your brains (through your brains)
Yo I'm the immovable object, that dwells up in your project Deeper than mob threats, the Reaper's on the set Each word spring a cold current, that haunt niggas Like old warrants, make an MC, life insurance Plots unfold that rock moles and rock souls My title be the sniper inside of the foxhole Data, scientifical, not just the typical Waste matter, my third eye expands my peripheral See I, only attack, savage animals Damage 'em, horizontally plus diagonal Enough to be traumatical My squadron buries the beast, underneath, the New York City Botanical Garden, I'm the Adam and the, Eve of Destruction In volcanic eruption, biological dust Be turnin' into anatomical rust, we astonish and crush Ash to ash, dust to dust Check the smoky branch camouflage, geared down for warfare Save your career if you walk here, the New York air Assaults mortals, through their ear portals Nowhere to hide when we caught you in the crosshairs
Behind the ghetto plains, the warfare reign Must we be the bearer of bad terror the mystery Behind the unexplained Let us pound it through your brains (through your brains)
Gaze upon the stars, Allah U Akbar Gomer Oz Dumar, Gatekeep, shine rays upon the Gods Diamond crystal lens mind reflects above the sword Above the head, damage your God-body Judge Dredd 'nuff said, silence acts relentless brutal when attack A hundred times, more power, poundin' media shower I confront you wise man or spring off like Geechee Dan In a land, enchanted by crystal been in galactic Meant potential, potent, mind increases through the smokin' Balance a dextraphobin' high explosive explosions Weak and meager, I amputate your lever dissect your pever Make your diva deep, throw off my second teaser Activate off thought waves, picked up by Moray Eels makin' you distill back to earth like a astro In a light fluffy form called snow... Gravediggaz, nigga
Behind the ghetto plains, the warfare reign Must we be the bearer of bad terror the mystery Behind the unexplained Let us pound it through your brains (through your brains)
|
All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners.
2025 Zortam.com
|