Too Poetic (R.I.P.) Of Gravediggaz) - Savior | Текст песни

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* also known as Grym Reaper in the group Gravediggaz

{*alarm blaring*}

[Intro]
Sharp Shooter regime, Godz Work regime

Baby J all the way, smooth as Alize

Yo, yo, General Grym, yo

lockin it down like the federal pen'

Yo, we gon' start wit the hook

[Chorus]

I'm 'bout to wreak havoc on the beast this year

Labels ain't tryin to promote this here

Commercial radio shows, they just don't care

The savior of the rap world now appears

To my peeps on the pavement, time is near

To my peers on my wavelength, have no fear

10 years of politicin make me aware

My soul is more precious than rap careers

[Verse 1]

I'm holdin lives, armies of God immobilized

Reclaimin scrolls, stolen by spies, holdin fives

My mother's swollen eyes prepare me for warfare

Bustin of clear in your ear, with more flair, than the 4th of July

My Sharp Shooter regime got the prototype to blow a mic

You couldn't see me in infrared photo light, I'm so precise

You know the Poet's nice, carryin tubes made of gold and ice

Marchin through your outpost, causin outbursts

Caught you in your house, cold made your mouth hurt

Just sayin my name is a federal offence

Now you fuckin with the hip-hop General, who's attacks in indefendable

Your weak spine is bendable, your weak my mind is pretend-a-bone

It wants to act sensible but lacks intelligence to pull it off

You only understand the bullet talk

Instead of talkin that bull, you shoul've walked out of my territory

My clever story severs cornies, by measures put together lyrically

You like a terror orgy, you rap niggaz ---- bore me

Made me into this sword carryin, caught buryin

Lord varyin, you know the Gods twist it like Bavarian pretzels

Plus, I'm never respectful, to those who are neglectful

of their duty to cilvilze, as they minimize the power of a live mic

See I maximize all cracks in their vibes, just to provide light

and only the strong survive, so I keep the rhyme tight

[Chorus]

I'm 'bout to wreak havoc on the beast this year

Labels ain't tryin to promote this here

Commercial radio shows, they just don't care

The savior of the rap world just appeared

To my peeps on the pavement, time is near

To my peers on my wavelength, have no fear

10 years of politicin make me aware

My soul is more precious than rap careers

[Verse 2]

Modern scientists clone cows and sheeps, just grown from cells

Manipulate nature where guns fail, war tactics vary

Our adversary has various ways to bury us ex-slaves

of America, every day could be your last day

You could be blasted the fast way, caps stray, then ricochet

and flash gray matter, while you prayin to the father

Kissin the coba, kids in the corner is turnin the streets into a suana

In the black home, while the black dome

lacks the backbone to recapture the black phone

You got arians all up in your face

and y'all buggin off who got the fuckin hottest mixtape

in New York state, war schemes, your plots, endorse feds

and plot lace the block with crates full of glocks

See, they got more fiends fiendin for morphines and more rocks

than Plymouth, until it's too hot for the timid street chemist

Got more bass then DJ's got bass-bins, jakes'll pull a raidin

Stomp at the cop in combat, mortals are charged like Rayden

You caught off guard, now armed guards excort you to court

offices where officers offer certain deals which appeal

to the snake mind, yo, it ain't hard to find from clothes designs

to jewels, to mixtapes to the way that niggaz rhyme

Yo, I'm fed up, me and the Gods, set up

So, every other fuckin team

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