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Gravediggaz - Blood Brothers lyrics
Intro: Prince Rakeem/Ryzarector 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] From the misty grounds [from the unknown] The shadows [the deep] The darkness [the triple darkness] Gravediggaz [my blood brother] The RZA Verse One: I grew up in the violent island of Shaolin Fifty five home and cease thoughts implore When jackpot rot was hot, I was not A rusty-ass child with tears and snots Acquired the knowledge, how to master my thoughts My skinny frail body couldn't fuck with the sports Six feet two still wack on the court So I stalked New York with a black pitchfork My style date back to ninety-watt cuttin the box, while I be clocks with no socks Remember the days before your pants would sag Puerto Ricans on the block just throwin up tags Verse Two: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper Yo I was born with a rusty spoon as a mouthpiece Life was hard cause the graves was my company Hang with my problems just as trouble predicted to cross the path, as I laugh at the vic-ted No warmth for sure, the vents would spit average watchin devils, fiend like a savage Blood brothers need me call, ooh-OOH!!! In a minute, a minute, Ghostface and all, check it With the Grym and the Undertake Devil's get baked I'll stiff your ass like an eighth Tortures and screams building up my steam Death to whoever bumrushes through the bloodstream Yo somethin ain't right I don't get it I feel a vibe blood brothers are you with it If I have to choose one or the other Back the fuck up spook, yo that's my blood brother Chorus: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper All, all, all and together Blood brothers, rollin together Repeat 4X Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper Back in the days of Lee's and BVD's I grew up deceived, by wicked enemies My lifespan began to dim in the error When you can't even trust the man in the mirror Now Gravedigga niggaz receive my trust and like Christ, we walk among the thieves and the sluts I bring stress like skins on PMS The street's a bloody mess, there ain't no EMF in sight my thoughts are to leave the slums I hustle with beats and drums not keys and guns My feet are numb, as I walk my dogs I cut off the fogs with the Gravedigga swords Life parole, as me and my man is violated Hookers are neutered and spay-ted Snakes are decapitated, and castrated Niggaz is lost your whole Ark is bein raided Shows today are hectic, niggaz'll wreck shit Lift off rounds and jet quick This piece is gettin heated Cause a rush, a stampedin Devils are all defeated by the blood brothers Chorus Verse Three: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper, Ryzarector Yeahhh, as the earth erupts I conduct to destruct your rucks when I big up Catastrophes are blaspheme Pour a container of brains on your grave through a strainer I capsize your coffin, I wreck your morphin Breakin devils down like Steve Austin I gotta rip on a peel for a minute Let's get some god degree, cause a blood brother's hard to be Power equality Allah sees equality, follow me Law and order but I stick it in water Many heads got slaughtered back in Latin Quarters Like this brother named Rick was thick but got bit by the same motherfucker that he ran with Band of the hand the Clan's my fam Something mom duke could never understand From the grave to the gutter Death to another, who tries to fuck with my blood brothers Chorus |
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