Here Comes the Gravediggaz Gravediggaz

[Intro]
You gotta keep saying it
Say Gravediggaz, Gravediggaz
Come on say it with me, come on
Gravediggaz, come on

Gravy, yeah, uh huh

[The Grym Reaper]
You don't pull on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you can't fuck with me and my men - so check it out

[Hook: The RZArector]
Yah! Here come the Gravediggaz!
(Pray for your mommy)
Yah! Here come the Gravediggaz!
Yah! Here come the Gravediggaz!
Yah! Here come the Gravediggaz!
(Pray for your mommy)

[Verse 1: The Grym Reaper]
Low billed competition ain't shit
Fakin' the funk like silicone tits
Never on the level of the skill of a champion
Foes are like the Buffalo Bills
They come close but can't win, or do a damn thing, huh!
I'm Merciless like Ming
As I get the wreck off, I navigate a course like Chekov
Soft MCs—you better step off
Will a villain ever learn? I'm killin' like a mad germ
I burn MCs like a bad perm
Do not turn, 'cause I got you on my infrared
Wimps are dead, I pop 'em like a pimple's head
I get up and get down like I was gravity
Cause pains like cavity, then collect a salary
Foes with little or no skills, I kill 'em
My shows are ill, I'm makin' a mountain out of a molehill
Chill! Or your ass'll be tooken fast
Lost in the style like Alice in the looking glass
You wanna see the Grym get raw?
Aiyo, I bust ya whole shit, Señor!