Gravediggaz - Pit Of Snakes songtekst

Je score:
The pit  the pit (Ohhhh my!)
 Yo  1  2
 Dun dunna dunna dun.
 All ya'll mentally dead muthafuckas.
 We come to break ya'll some information and ressurect you
 from the mentality of fool in this.
 Yo  yo.

 We come away and chop the heads of these snakes
 It's better off they dyin in a pit fulla snakes
 Mistake inside your self  that be the first head you take
 It's better off you dyin in a pit fulla snakes

 The marijuana got my karma glowin
 Gold armor, surround my body
 I'm reachin a high state of nirvana
 But wanna chop and imitate
 To bite, the livin spirits
 Golden livin tablets
 Transmitted by the Abbot
 Blood related king to King David's mighty men
 I appear in the atmosphere like nitrogen, oxygen, hydrogen, carbon
 helium, xenon, argon, neon, freon, be gone
 I travel beyond
 The range where sick sounds grave
 You can't respond
 Dynamic semantics makes your mind go frantic
 Hand picked Gods
 Razor sharp be my standard
 Breakin from bondage and white garments
 Eye ball as black as onyx
 Hair gonna grow as long as a comet's tail
 Escape from Hell
 Watch the Gods be real
 What makes rain and hail, snow and earthquakes?
 Goin through crisis, or mad devices
 I thought girls was made of sugar and spices
 Always wanted to fuck 'em like Isis
 While others bow down, Percival, Cyrus
 I'm inside my lab stabbin rhymes on black papyrus
 Your weight couldn't measure a snow flake
 How you gonna shine on a God while you rotate
 I dislocate your head, your neck, your back, your legs, your kneecap
 Back smack your ass bitch
 And splatter your gall bladder
 My mathematical data
 Terror far beyond the stars of William Shatner
 The rattler can't deport on my speed of thought
 Then escape New York in East London or import

 Stronger currents than my brains runnin rapid
 Hereditary practice pierce hoes through metal jackets
 War commander
 Niggas get caught up in the exhaust pipe
 Get the frost right or suffer frost bite
 Isle of the King
 Maniac barbarian, sort of Romanian
 Underground, subterranean
 Five stepper grandson of Nefar
 The rest of ya'll heffers, thimble
 Ya'll resembled Uncle Fester
 God biding escape
 Through telepathic gates
 Integrate, causin one mind to elevate
 Stagnate competition, like an earthquake
 Causin the earth to shake
 On release day, diggin more graves
 Master 4 tay or black cherries block
 Freshly picked out the cemetary, bear the plot


 [Grym Reaper]
 Yo, projectiles lace the project ailes
 Organic, saw panic when I wreck shit and smile
 With more props than New York City got blocks
 I cripple your whole knot till your air drip of snot
 First encounter of Hell, is facin Grym
 Lacin human shells with radiation untill cell mutation
 Begins to permeate flesh
 Like skins bein pressed
 And barb wire, steel mesh
 As 200 nerve endings record the pain
 I cut like the Wu-Tang sword hittin the brain
 The main issue for invasion of your brain tissue
 Is your dismissal, nigga I reign official
 I lack fear like a black bear
 Slash your chest area open
 And have the whole world soakin within your hemoglobin
 Then blast, your lyrics be on face and astrophysics
 You couldn't be your ... if you were Noriega's chemist
 Bustin' the mic like Brooklyn fire hydrants in the summer
 Bangin like a Forerunner
 Lyrically my formula is C-4 to the third power
 Of ice, fire, and water
 This equation causes manslaughter
 Torture upon the microphone
 With the type of poem
 The strikes like a poem with a baseball bat
 Why waste the track, I'm better than all of that!

 Chorus 2X
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Auteur: Gatekeeper, Grym Reaper, RZA, Anthony Berkeley, Arnold Hamilton, Derek Harris, Robert Diggs

Componist: ?

Publisher: Gee Street Records, Inc.


Uitgegeven in: 1997

Taal: Engels

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