Gravediggaz - Pit Of Snakes | Текст песни

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• Gravediggaz
• Pit Of Snakes

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
Yo, yo

We come away and chop the heads of these snakes
It's better off they dyin' in a pit full of snakes
Mistake inside yourself, that be the first head you take
It's better off you dyin' in a pit full of 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 dioxide, 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 y'all heffers, thimble y'all 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 cemetery, bear the plot

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

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 by Hell, is facin' Grym
Lacin' human shells with radiation until 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
Twistin' 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

We come away

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