[Verse 1 - to the graveyard Where everybody to pray: Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me because I play hard So get helmets and your face guards I spit holy water, lets have a Face Nicholas Cage They say the boy is off the chain like two Pits in a girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow grenades Respect the up in this shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with them twin Raid on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin they family Oh, where I'm they call that "incest" the Bible, good book serves its purpose for shook crooks Heavenly Father, I we in Heaven, be a good look Sing the In this heartless world I live in I have learned that I depend on love It made me a Saint So take it all with me to the graveyard [Verse 2 - The cemetery as new as the saint it look They bury ministers there right to straight crooks And Nas niggas they was shooting and they'd look Niggas rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Now put that on your wall, I put that on the I shot-call and brawl quicker than Jon I'm killing niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't feeling these niggas. I mean I was numb last Wasn't feeling you niggas. back To sell a few more mil on you Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah I ain't scared of no ghost Cause all the dead albums are selling the most [Verse 3 - Some say the 3rd verse niggas in a hearse Since I was Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first blood out here that's why I'm up in the church Still for my sins, but not all the way I just rode up in the Benz and handed homie the K What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your crew it That's what I rap beef, luckily I'm through with it Now I just lean back, '72 it Sell it to a nigga South, he act a fool with it to them haters and the stool-pigeons You're too busy tryna us stars, but how are you living?