Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes The Gravediggaz

You keep saying it, he wants to
Say Gravediggaz,
on say it with me, come on
Gravediggaz, on

Gravy, yeah, uh huh

You don't pull on cape
You don't spit into the
You don't pull the mask off the old Ranger
And you fuck with me and my men, so check it out

Yeah, here come, the
Yeah, come, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, come, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your

Boom bit competition ain't
Fakin' the funk like tits
on a level of a skill
Or the imposer like the Buffalo Bills

They close but can't win or do a damn thang, huh
I'm merciless Maine
As I get the off, I navigate a course like Czechov
Soft MCs, you better off

Will a ever learn?
I'm killin' a mad germ, I burn MCs like a bad perm
Do not turn 'cause I got you on my
I dead, I pop 'em like a pimple's head

I get up and get down I was gravity
'Cause pains cavity, thick like a salary
Flow little or no skills I kill 'em
My shoes are makin' a mountain out of a molehill

Chill or your ass'll be tooken
Crossed in the style like Alice in the glass
You wanna see the get raw
Ay-yo I bust your shits in your

My style's gravy, rough and
Raise up the rugged on my Gravediggaz
That's how I deal the fake frauds
I flow hard, yo hearthrobs'll get

I come the wicked one stompin' tons
I mud other crap as I your town
Cock my to hell as we dwell
To a ludacris, Lunar Eclipse no to

I gamma rays at random
I slam 'em, yo, quick like the phantom
Guard my gate with a down cape
You wanna and now ain't no one safe
it as I hit you with a boom from the trigga

Yeah, come, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, come, the Gravediggaz
for your mommy

I learned to burn rap germs antiseptics
Dem while eats, I piece a music epic
Words like proverbs, blended
So on like a storm or of King David

Potentially vital, only as the
Camel used to worship the false idols
New form of literature, to the fiddler
Don't mean to riddle you God, I'm not the

On the moon, no, wait for high noon
I'm the space doom, I be entombed
I don't squawk like a hawk or stalk a stork
But walk in New York, stay away from

Rhymes are by passion need the hassle
Swingin' everything 'cause I'm king of the
Niggas boggled, it scream and squabble
Gravediggaz got the paperback
So by line you should read, take heed
Or you'll bleed and and bleed and bleed

Yeah, comes, the Gravediggaz
Pray for your

Yeah, comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the
for your mommy

Pray for mommy
Pray for your
Pray for your
for your mommy

Yeah, comes, the Gravediggaz
Yeah, here comes, the
Yeah, comes, the Gravediggaz