Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (7x)

[The Undertaker]
As your soul enters the next stage reality [bad word] obsolete
You have nothing to fear, nothing to fear

[Rzarector]
Yo I had a nightmare that I slept for a lightyear
And a thousand locusts had crawled inside my right ear
Then I found myself trapped inside of a circle
Surrounded by forty wicked women who was all dressed in purple
They promised they were hibernations with the abominations
Fornications, doctrinations of intoxications
At that moment I realized who was my opponent
It was God from a God, he said he wanted to slay God
He brought out his rapture from Ezekiel's 29th chapter
He wanted to fracture my skull, so they could capture my soul
My body got drawn to a life that we formed
As my essence try to squeeze through the crack of dawn
But I got trapped in a void, watched while thousands of paranoid
Humanoids who was floatin in space like asteroids
The pain in my head was [bad word] It must've been that dust that had me hallucinating
That I was facin Satan
And he was debatin with Reagan over who killed Kennedy
And the [bad word] identity of the Holy Ghost Trinity
And lack of masculinity
About to lose it, flashed back to blunts dipped in honey
And the first jewels that I mastered when I learned 120
About who's the original universal father
The cream of civilization, the biochemical author
It was me, it [bad word] me, it caused me to figure
And realize to myself
That I'm a Gravedigga

Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (4x)

[Grym Reaper]
Sparks through the dark by diggin in the Earth
Or get brains on your skirt
Buryin the past is a very hard task
I made cash and now everybody's diggin up dirt
I spark the mic like a rasta with reefer
Darkness and light both bleed out the speaker
The Reaper's context is [bad word] I reflect intellect, Gatekeep is up next

[Gatekeeper] [bad word] the one, the one wicked son from the tomb
Bodies are consumed as I rip the immune
Collected subject, vocals are perfected
Devils know I'm hectic, foes are disconnected
Your brainwashed state narrate, new hawk is the target
I cut you open wide like a carpet
The terrorizer, the murderous could slid the
knife across your back as you're screaming Gravediggaz

Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (4x)

[Gatekeeper]
I transform 85ers, devils and connivers
Wanna step to this you spit out blood like a geyser
gusher, I guess you couldn't mess with the pressure
I strolled the globe in persuit of the oppressor
Obliterate, disintegrate type furies in a manner
And transform like [bad word] Banner
Gatekeeper executioner, not vegetarian
Very in bloodthirsty by barbarians

[Grym Reaper]
I [bad word] to justify all of my words
I [bad word] to [bad word] the lies that you was served
Turnin your devotional hymn into tin
You was washed in the blood of a lamb to be cleansed
So I'm Grym, as I pass the pork chops, clocks and Benz
Your moms and your pops are singin the gospel hymns
I been choosed to mentally enslave figures
Who dig up the tracks of a Gravedigga

Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? (7x)