Nightmare in A-Minor Lyrics
| Song | Nightmare in A-Minor |
| Artist | Gravediggaz |
| Album | Nightmare in A-Minor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Berkeley, Bogard, Hamilton ... | |
| (Chorus: Frukwan {*singing*}) | |
| The battle, the war, lay your whites, slick | |
| And I won't blast clips | |
| That'll end your ass quick | |
| (Beretta 9) | |
| Yo, yo | |
| What y'all know about the war? About the corps? | |
| Active duty, bit missle buoy | |
| Sink your battleship, +Fuck You, Sue Me+ | |
| This be from the heart, sincerly yours, truly | |
| B9, behind, your blinds | |
| Behind your door, you want war? | |
| Don't think so, you know my M-O | |
| Beretta 9, black Rambo | |
| Big guns, extra ammo | |
| Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream me and military | |
| Killarmy A-rabs, out for your commisary | |
| So nigga Run it and catch a hot one in your stomach | |
| Bitch! Bitch! | |
| (4th Disciple) | |
| What y'all know about the war? (about the war) | |
| Yo, when I was young I strongly seeked for the knowledge | |
| I never went to college but acknowledged | |
| The fact that knowledge is first, through the academy of the universe | |
| Taking everything for what it's worth | |
| Remember that +Night the Earth Cried+ for the Gods to come through | |
| To make unknown things that seem impossible possible | |
| Mastering all obstacles, and all courses | |
| Striving to absorb the Earth's forces | |
| (Poetic) | |
| Yo we never wack, clever rap, stay forever black | |
| I'm a lyrical Pteradac', severin' backs | |
| Bad luck for sorry MC's to get a match | |
| Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror | |
| Black, here's the fact, I manufacture the jams that fracture your program | |
| Shatter grain matter with the soul of a slow jam | |
| It's the GrandMaster, Eloheim, flaming guillotine | |
| Still scheme, with the, skill of a marine | |
| To the extreme, flow like a jet stream | |
| Also collect CREAM at shows, the veteran P-R-O | |
| Better than most you know, sharp as an arrow | |
| Sing like a sparrow, Grym Reap's the motto | |
| +Killing You Softly+ with Islam right knowledge | |
| For hollow-head pieces that worship dead Jesus | |
| And still don't keep His commandments | |
| I Leave souls abandoned with pieces of a dream | |
| I'm so unique when I peak on the scene | |
| Chk-chk-chk-chk, Gravedigga at it again | |
| 2000, running through your project housing | |
| What!?! | |
| (Break: Frukwan) | |
| Yo, check it, check it | |
| Gotta peep at this shit | |
| It's called key rap | |
| (Chorus) | |
| (Frukwan {*singing*}) | |
| If you doubt the strength | |
| Competition, every blow high tense steel | |
| That you can't touch, taste, feel | |
| The lord of the world, capable at will | |
| Take control of all your mils | |
| When I blast my solar winds | |
| Nomads in the land | |
| Mercenaries that are tactically prepared | |
| Gravediggaz show no fear | |
| Ghetto warriors in a jungle, where if one don't find the hedge | |
| and to no one there's the trend | |
| Back-breaker of men | |
| Mighty morphins, no begining, no end | |
| Can you place my origin? | |
| But now in our days, finding new ways to destroy ya in one day | |
| Not afraid to dig graves | |
| In the mind of my own, graveyard is my home | |
| And Hell is where I dwell | |
| Gravediggaz will prevail |
| zuo ci : Berkeley, Bogard, Hamilton ... | |
| Chorus: Frukwan singing | |
| The battle, the war, lay your whites, slick | |
| And I won' t blast clips | |
| That' ll end your ass quick | |
| Beretta 9 | |
| Yo, yo | |
| What y' all know about the war? About the corps? | |
| Active duty, bit missle buoy | |
| Sink your battleship, Fuck You, Sue Me | |
| This be from the heart, sincerly yours, truly | |
| B9, behind, your blinds | |
| Behind your door, you want war? | |
| Don' t think so, you know my MO | |
| Beretta 9, black Rambo | |
| Big guns, extra ammo | |
| Plus, heavy artillery, Dstream me and military | |
| Killarmy Arabs, out for your commisary | |
| So nigga Run it and catch a hot one in your stomach | |
| Bitch! Bitch! | |
| 4th Disciple | |
| What y' all know about the war? about the war | |
| Yo, when I was young I strongly seeked for the knowledge | |
| I never went to college but acknowledged | |
| The fact that knowledge is first, through the academy of the universe | |
| Taking everything for what it' s worth | |
| Remember that Night the Earth Cried for the Gods to come through | |
| To make unknown things that seem impossible possible | |
| Mastering all obstacles, and all courses | |
| Striving to absorb the Earth' s forces | |
| Poetic | |
| Yo we never wack, clever rap, stay forever black | |
| I' m a lyrical Pteradac', severin' backs | |
| Bad luck for sorry MC' s to get a match | |
| Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror | |
| Black, here' s the fact, I manufacture the jams that fracture your program | |
| Shatter grain matter with the soul of a slow jam | |
| It' s the GrandMaster, Eloheim, flaming guillotine | |
| Still scheme, with the, skill of a marine | |
| To the extreme, flow like a jet stream | |
| Also collect CREAM at shows, the veteran PRO | |
| Better than most you know, sharp as an arrow | |
| Sing like a sparrow, Grym Reap' s the motto | |
| Killing You Softly with Islam right knowledge | |
| For hollowhead pieces that worship dead Jesus | |
| And still don' t keep His commandments | |
| I Leave souls abandoned with pieces of a dream | |
| I' m so unique when I peak on the scene | |
| Chkchkchkchk, Gravedigga at it again | |
| 2000, running through your project housing | |
| What!?! | |
| Break: Frukwan | |
| Yo, check it, check it | |
| Gotta peep at this shit | |
| It' s called key rap | |
| Chorus | |
| Frukwan singing | |
| If you doubt the strength | |
| Competition, every blow high tense steel | |
| That you can' t touch, taste, feel | |
| The lord of the world, capable at will | |
| Take control of all your mils | |
| When I blast my solar winds | |
| Nomads in the land | |
| Mercenaries that are tactically prepared | |
| Gravediggaz show no fear | |
| Ghetto warriors in a jungle, where if one don' t find the hedge | |
| and to no one there' s the trend | |
| Backbreaker of men | |
| Mighty morphins, no begining, no end | |
| Can you place my origin? | |
| But now in our days, finding new ways to destroy ya in one day | |
| Not afraid to dig graves | |
| In the mind of my own, graveyard is my home | |
| And Hell is where I dwell | |
| Gravediggaz will prevail |
| zuò cí : Berkeley, Bogard, Hamilton ... | |
| Chorus: Frukwan singing | |
| The battle, the war, lay your whites, slick | |
| And I won' t blast clips | |
| That' ll end your ass quick | |
| Beretta 9 | |
| Yo, yo | |
| What y' all know about the war? About the corps? | |
| Active duty, bit missle buoy | |
| Sink your battleship, Fuck You, Sue Me | |
| This be from the heart, sincerly yours, truly | |
| B9, behind, your blinds | |
| Behind your door, you want war? | |
| Don' t think so, you know my MO | |
| Beretta 9, black Rambo | |
| Big guns, extra ammo | |
| Plus, heavy artillery, Dstream me and military | |
| Killarmy Arabs, out for your commisary | |
| So nigga Run it and catch a hot one in your stomach | |
| Bitch! Bitch! | |
| 4th Disciple | |
| What y' all know about the war? about the war | |
| Yo, when I was young I strongly seeked for the knowledge | |
| I never went to college but acknowledged | |
| The fact that knowledge is first, through the academy of the universe | |
| Taking everything for what it' s worth | |
| Remember that Night the Earth Cried for the Gods to come through | |
| To make unknown things that seem impossible possible | |
| Mastering all obstacles, and all courses | |
| Striving to absorb the Earth' s forces | |
| Poetic | |
| Yo we never wack, clever rap, stay forever black | |
| I' m a lyrical Pteradac', severin' backs | |
| Bad luck for sorry MC' s to get a match | |
| Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror | |
| Black, here' s the fact, I manufacture the jams that fracture your program | |
| Shatter grain matter with the soul of a slow jam | |
| It' s the GrandMaster, Eloheim, flaming guillotine | |
| Still scheme, with the, skill of a marine | |
| To the extreme, flow like a jet stream | |
| Also collect CREAM at shows, the veteran PRO | |
| Better than most you know, sharp as an arrow | |
| Sing like a sparrow, Grym Reap' s the motto | |
| Killing You Softly with Islam right knowledge | |
| For hollowhead pieces that worship dead Jesus | |
| And still don' t keep His commandments | |
| I Leave souls abandoned with pieces of a dream | |
| I' m so unique when I peak on the scene | |
| Chkchkchkchk, Gravedigga at it again | |
| 2000, running through your project housing | |
| What!?! | |
| Break: Frukwan | |
| Yo, check it, check it | |
| Gotta peep at this shit | |
| It' s called key rap | |
| Chorus | |
| Frukwan singing | |
| If you doubt the strength | |
| Competition, every blow high tense steel | |
| That you can' t touch, taste, feel | |
| The lord of the world, capable at will | |
| Take control of all your mils | |
| When I blast my solar winds | |
| Nomads in the land | |
| Mercenaries that are tactically prepared | |
| Gravediggaz show no fear | |
| Ghetto warriors in a jungle, where if one don' t find the hedge | |
| and to no one there' s the trend | |
| Backbreaker of men | |
| Mighty morphins, no begining, no end | |
| Can you place my origin? | |
| But now in our days, finding new ways to destroy ya in one day | |
| Not afraid to dig graves | |
| In the mind of my own, graveyard is my home | |
| And Hell is where I dwell | |
| Gravediggaz will prevail |
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