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    Gravediggaz

    The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel

    Title: Elimination Process

    [Grym Reaper]
    Ghettos are becomin lost
    Shorties is outta they minds
    If not for the courage of a chosen few
    They stay dumb deaf and blind

    Yo caught in the process of elimination
    Until your fortress is maken
    Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken
    Until our forces awaken
    Caught in the process of elimination
    Until your fortress is maken
    Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken
    Til our forces awaken

    [Grym Reaper]
    General Grym
    What's the pleasure principle
    Attack the enemies at every interval
    And keep our casualites at a minimal
    Camoflauged down now I launch my offensive
    To arm leg-a leg the defenseless
    Cause criminals and dons are relentless
    Murders are common and senseless
    In the ghetto trenches the stench is
    Tremendous and poverty, our property is defended by shotguns
    Alarm, pit bulls and barbed wire fences
    If you're not armed you're in harm's way
    You're hunted by wannabe desparados and hombres
    I'm sick of all this shit
    Rappers defeatin me on oscillatin frequencies
    Speakin about operatin frequently
    With keys from Columbians and Dominicans
    You silly men, traitors, snakes and reptilians
    Niggas act like dumb animals in pit full and cock fights
    Attackin each other then carjackin at stop lights
    Fuck all you cold blooded race killers
    That's proud to be blood spillers of ebony pillars
    Black devils are worse than those of the cursed seed
    Foes better check they approach me the first G
    R-Y-M, you know the name
    I'm hated by the beats like the Feds hate Saddam Hussein
    Positive brothers ain't gotta be soft
    It's time to start knockin you fake niggas off!
    What!

    Ghettos are becomin lost
    (Caught in the process of elimination
    Until your fortress is maken)
    Shorties is outta they minds
    If not for the courage of a chosen few
    (Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken)
    They stay dumb deaf and blind
    (Til our forces awaken)
    Ghettos are becomin lost
    (Caught in the process of elimination
    Until your fortress is maken)
    Shorties is outta they minds
    If not for the courage of a chosen few
    (Losses are taken, mindstates are shaken)
    They stay dumb deaf and blind
    (Til our forces awaken)

    [Gatekeeper]
    Feeler of the grace as your bodytone get laced
    You and I must verse to coincide our universe
    Relevance yo true dat, prepare for the risks
    No handout, I chop your fuckin hand off from the wrist
    I ditect the vibes weak brothers try to hide
    Inside, they ain't strapped for the ride it's suicide
    I spread like a fungus, ran the devil from among us

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