[Intro: The Grym Reaper]
Yo! Gravediggaz (yeah)
Yo! Y'all know what time it is (Gatekeeper, Grym Reaper)
Diggin up another plot
Dumb, deaf and blind niggas out here tryna shine
[Verse 1: The Grym Reaper]
Uhh, who give a fuck about a cop
When they move through the Brooklyn blocks lickin a shot?
Where the hardrocks at and the super thug killers?
If it ain't revolution then fuck y'all niggas
You talk about heating up, blocks and streets
But your Glocks go to sleep on the cops and beasts
Aiyo, if I gotta see another black momma cry
Tony T-I, I bring fuckin drama 'til I die
If y'all ain't ready to walk that walk
Don't talk that talk cause I live in New York
Where the Mayor condones the outline in chalk
And the big blue gang stalks and bangs your corpse
And forced black American rebels into a rage
To force back Samaritan devils into a cage
I'm the New World Order, the voice of electric
Currents of manslaughter, unhand my daughters
And sons all Babylon, you're gonna hate me
Worser than Farrakhan even when I'm gone
My words carry on, my herds respond
Freedom is the road that my peeps travel on
My rap verse attacks first then come the black hearse
The wicked and weak, hurting my peeps is gonna catch worse
No justice, no peace
It's just us kids in the streets going to war with beasts
Yo! Gravediggaz (yeah)
Yo! Y'all know what time it is (Gatekeeper, Grym Reaper)
Diggin up another plot
Dumb, deaf and blind niggas out here tryna shine
[Verse 1: The Grym Reaper]
Uhh, who give a fuck about a cop
When they move through the Brooklyn blocks lickin a shot?
Where the hardrocks at and the super thug killers?
If it ain't revolution then fuck y'all niggas
You talk about heating up, blocks and streets
But your Glocks go to sleep on the cops and beasts
Aiyo, if I gotta see another black momma cry
Tony T-I, I bring fuckin drama 'til I die
If y'all ain't ready to walk that walk
Don't talk that talk cause I live in New York
Where the Mayor condones the outline in chalk
And the big blue gang stalks and bangs your corpse
And forced black American rebels into a rage
To force back Samaritan devils into a cage
I'm the New World Order, the voice of electric
Currents of manslaughter, unhand my daughters
And sons all Babylon, you're gonna hate me
Worser than Farrakhan even when I'm gone
My words carry on, my herds respond
Freedom is the road that my peeps travel on
My rap verse attacks first then come the black hearse
The wicked and weak, hurting my peeps is gonna catch worse
No justice, no peace
It's just us kids in the streets going to war with beasts
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