Guard Ya Shrine

歌詞

[Poetic] Yeah, comin through the mist of the dust Of a hundred thousand wild stallions On a dirt road Another episode of the Gravediggaz saga Yo You came to assassinate me I got degrees that evaporate seas I got thoughts that decapitate enemies While your thoughts couldn't fascinate fleas See I manipulate keys in a vocal joint That alter your focal point, fuckin snake I annoit by will, to kill you savage emcees Then watch your cabbages bleed You're weak and you're wicked Diseased with a sickness, that turn Gods into swine My mind detects blind ambition A fine musician slash crooked politician Trapped in a black hole, cuz ya lack soul Gravity chokes ya black soul like a lasso Your condition is a walking dead man +Wake+ the fuck +Up+ or get your head banged I'm the soldier with the bloody red hands These ghetto alleys become dead valleys Snakes too shook to show up at your rally Some paralysed by the thought of bein analyzed and caught up in lies In false hood, it ain't all good, in New York, if you don't walk the walk I dare fuckin parasites to grab a mic The Grym brings Fahrenheit, and blinding light You are not my competition, you non-living treacherous pig I'll have you submit....yo [Chorus x2: Poetic] You're feeble and you play black, guard ya shrine I'm a needle in a hay-stack, hard to find I'm evil when you slay black God for crime I'm evil and I stay strapped far as the rhyme