I'ma dedicate this one to all my cats that's locked up Gravediggaz

We're tryin to dig you up out that grave right there Yo

Through the eyes of a Gravedigga

Yo everything is going to Hell

My super thugs is all goin to jail blowin their bail on ballin

When business and sales keep fallin

But when the streets keep fallin

My peeps keep crawlin deep into the trench

With God-U's for self-defence the war is intense

My warrior sin says manifest says send out the SOS

Save Our Soldiers

Represent behold our hour with the glass of time

Can we only get power from a mass of crime

Bloodshed - Gravediggaz Nightmare in A-Minor Havin a judge sayin Your ass is min

As I pearls to get cash the swine

Like it ain't enough positive **** to go around

As black bones get deposited into the ground

When I hit you with truth it hurts

You'll rather here about those spooks and ghosts

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Yo unleash the vent build off the strength

De-orogatory switch niggaz bust the snitch

A-alikes thinking foul could see it

Fat ground crossed ya feet thug God the navy seal

For real protect my own peeps from guns and shields

Let him heal send him back in a stretched Deville

Most wanted the most dangerous

Brain and guts bein spilled is the aim for us plus

P H D s never these black niggaz get caught in traffic

Fittin the demographic

The Lone Ranger 400years still a stranger

Still gettin beat like a Harvey Wallbanger

Destined for rage and uprise inherit the meak

Still enslaved in Romanian Greek

Guard the tally your finale in the street

Motha****a I still rule the valley

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Sufferin little children are coming to me

Livin in the ghetto and slums of misery

Ebony lives they're subject to venom and lies

The black youth with minimum ties

No root to the tribal glues you provide a guide

Soul divide is self-suicide

You and I should bond together

Unified through the stormy weather

Do or die you was born my brother

Nature's your mother the most highest aura

Father who art in heaven me and you brethern

Slippin inside of Hell's oven

Run by the devils that got no loving

No wonder we all be buggin pushin and shoving

We totally frustrated aggrevated

Agitated mis-educated

Unappreciated I got affidavits that date back to

David that's why we're hated

Yet still we press on even though the stress is the norm

And the address that we rest is wrong

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

My live Vietnam strong arms I think with the trigger

Hold your own sacrifice the world for a nigga

Word bond Twelve Jewelz the lifeline vicular mind

Up under the fine sexual architechtual structure

It only takes so much in the trench hereditary

My heart pumped the cold city lights

I'm hypin up my niggaz to fight yaight

Million Man March cavalry assault and battery

The double-edge style is single hand malice

Deep thick a bomber in the world a piranha

NARCs bustin caps through your goose-down bomber

The Kay Creo ridin patrol artillery feel me

**** it I'm all paramilitary buckshots

Reign the ruggeded terrain

Unless a nigga standin for change

The spoon fed lies are bein nothin but game

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed

Don't let it get you down son

When the block's locked down

Dirty cops come around with four-pounds

And niggaz get shot down dead

Laid up in the cemetery bed

We all live amongst the Bloodshed