In '97 don't 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 Z. Droppin'. (Da bomb).
Beware, four figures appear through the fog. Yeah, Gravediggaz cut like swords. Fear makes ya brain go numb. You ain't got a clue where the Gods come from.
It is written, manifest. That all men are brothers, prophecy. We come like blood brothers, word is bond. 'Cause blood is thicker than water, ain't alike.
[Intro: Frukwan]. Check it out... check it out... Yo.. yo... yo. . [Chorus x2: Frukwan]. Little Johnny Walker Red, 2 to the head. Big shot, slingin' crack and rocks, found dead.
Bang your head, bang your head. Bang your head, bang your head. . You are not the same that I was when I was younger. I'm old with the Clan from my land, down under.
Send Ashes to Ashes ringtone to your cell. Intro: movie sample. I told ya he ain't come out. You see him, boss of the crew, I told ya'll. And it looks like they gonna fight too.
G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V. E-to-the-D-to-the-I-to-the-G. G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z. Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep. . G-to-the-R-to-the-A-to-the-V.
360 questions to ask a Gravedigga. Here are just seven of them. . Yo RZA, how many bites did it take you to chew your fuckin' arm off?. Hey Gravediggaz, who was the governor of Campania.
Aiyyo Reaper, those kids out there say you're mad thirsty. You got somethin' for them to drink?. Yo, we can wet up 2 cups of blood. . Arm to the leg, leg, on to the head, yo.
Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby, suicide it's a suicide. Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby, suicide it's a suicide. . So you wanna die, commit suicide.
Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby, suicide it's a suicide. Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby, suicide it's a suicide. . So you wanna die, commit suicide.
Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby. Suicide it's a suicide. . Suicide it's a suicide. Budabuyby. Suicide it's a suicide. . So you wanna die, commit suicide dial 1-800-Cyanide line.
As long as you got mentally dead people. Who are living in a mental death. Meaning living in a mental grave. You need somebody to dig that grave up and bring them back to life.
(tricky). Is this recording?. Is this recording?. Is this recording?. Is this recording?. (tricky echoing and mumbling in the background throughout). .
I want a queen on every continent. So I can escape the government. Flee my residence, settle in. I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz. . The time is now for me to shine, kids are innocent.
[ Poetic ]. Look Chief. There's only one way to catch these Gravediggaz. We gotta go deep into the underground. (You're nuts!. You know what I gotta do to catch a permission to dig up a grave?).
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. It ain't over motherfuckers. (No shit!). . As we enter, the beginning of the end. (The sounds you are about to hear, may be devastating to your ear).
Yo, there's still time. . As the door close, the cold wind blows. Down America like the Wall of Jericho. Some will walk the sheet close. Many are called but few are chose.
The pit, the pit, oh my. Yo, 1, 2, dun dunna dunna dun. All y'all mentally dead motherfuckers. We come to break y'all some information. And ressurect you from the mentality of fool in this.
Let's get it on ock, and watch the spot get blown. I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem. From the mists of the darkness I come with this. Hittin straight, to the chest, like a Primatene mist.