[Intro: The RZArector & (The Gatekeeper)]
It is written (manifest)
That all men are brothers (prophecy)
We come like blood brothers (word is bond)
'Cuz blood is thicker than water (a-alike)
From the misty grounds (from the unknown)
The shadows (the deep)
The darkness (the triple darkness)
Gravediggaz (my blood brother)
[Verse 1: The RZArector]
I grew up in the violent island of Shaolin
55 Morris, 6th floor, 10th door
When "Jackpot" Watt 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 Conion box
Wallabee Clarks with no socks
Remember the days before your pants would sag
Puerto Ricans on the block just throwin' up tags
[Verse 2: The 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 as his trouble predicted
To cross the path, as I laugh at the victed
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
RZA, Grym and the Undertake
Devil's get baked, I'll sniff your ass like a eighth
Tortures and screams buildin' up my steam
Death do us apart rushes through the bloodstream
Yo, something 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
It is written (manifest)
That all men are brothers (prophecy)
We come like blood brothers (word is bond)
'Cuz blood is thicker than water (a-alike)
From the misty grounds (from the unknown)
The shadows (the deep)
The darkness (the triple darkness)
Gravediggaz (my blood brother)
[Verse 1: The RZArector]
I grew up in the violent island of Shaolin
55 Morris, 6th floor, 10th door
When "Jackpot" Watt 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 Conion box
Wallabee Clarks with no socks
Remember the days before your pants would sag
Puerto Ricans on the block just throwin' up tags
[Verse 2: The 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 as his trouble predicted
To cross the path, as I laugh at the victed
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
RZA, Grym and the Undertake
Devil's get baked, I'll sniff your ass like a eighth
Tortures and screams buildin' up my steam
Death do us apart rushes through the bloodstream
Yo, something 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
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