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Grave Yard

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Grave Yard

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Welcome to the graveyard

Where everybody like to

Pray: allahu akbar

You scared to say "god? "

They call me game

Because I play hard

So get your helmets and

Your face guards

I spit holy water, let's have

A face off: nicholas cage

They say the boy is off the

Chain like two pits in a

Cage

Your girl say my flow the

Bomb like I swallow

Grenades

Respect the rules up in this

Shit so you gotta get paid

Or you gotta get spayed

Like windex with them

Twin techs

I'll raid on top of insects.

Niggas die fuckin they

Family

Oh, where I'm from they

Call that "incest"

Open the bible, good book

Serves it's purpose for

Shook crooks

Heavenly father, I think we

In heaven, be a good look

Sing the hook:

In this heartless world that

I live in

I have learned that I can't

Depend on love

It hasn't made me a saint

So I'm a take it all with

Me to the graveyard

The cemetery ain't as new

As the saint it look

They bury ministers there

Right next to straight

Crooks

And nas told niggas they

Was shooting and they'd

Look

Niggas rhyme about

Banging, getting whooped

On facebook

Now put that on your wall,

I put that on the wall

I shot-call and brawl

Quicker than jon wall

I'm killing these niggas,

Bought everything last

Year

And wasn't feeling these

Niggas. I mean I was numb

Last year

Wasn't feeling you niggas.

Came back

To sell a few more mil on

You niggas

Toast! I'm in the phantom,

Nah nigga I ain't scared of

No ghost

Cause all the dead rapper's

Albums are selling the

Most

Some say the 3rd verse

Puts niggas in a hearse

Since I was born jay, guess

I'm the gift & the curse

Lot of bloods out here, but

Nigga I did it first

Still blood out here that's

Why I'm up in the church

Still repenting for my sins,

But not all the way

Cause I just rode up in the

Benz and handed homie

The k

What he gon do with it?

Probably run up on your

Crew with it

That's what I call rap beef,

Luckily I'm through with it

Now I just lean back, '72

With it

Sell it to a nigga down

South, he act a fool with it

Back to them haters and

The stool-pigeons

You're too busy tryna

Judge us stars, but how

Are you living?

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