Killing Fieldz

[Intro: Poetic] No more dead end streets Gravediggaz, dark angels Appearing out the fog Reappearing every millennium Frukwan, the Gate Keep, Sun Star Hit it up, ya [Chorus: Frukwan] How many's willing, ready for the war Permit the killing, what if it's ya own That's the villain, what do you do? Do you kill 'em? [Verse 1: Frukwan] Created from a cumulus, [?] shots are numerous Dangerous combating, when I kill, it's no accident Punch hole through your abdomen, pluck your vein instrument Prevent, my thought waves travel infinite Periodically I generate, natural intake 7 and a half ounce brain, 5% body weight Repetitious, the bishop, he only enter the vicious Sleeping with yo misses, tapping that ass vicious Squeeze time, a pressure mutherfuckers couldn't measure The dead body severed, fingers are dismembered Hair follicles point of Rap wrapped in iodine Wrapped in a adhesive, body found upon the ground of Egypt Jamaica, the only maker Earth shaker Natural disaster, hemispheric master Master crater size hole, niggas that wanna fold Blow, transport threaten ya fucking life support Petroleum niggas up on the [?] Figure, how many niggas rode with Gravediggaz, nigga? [Break: Poetic] Yo, next up Grym Reap, Poetic, Tony Titanium [Verse 2: Poetic] Criminal record, never had one, never made none Never grab guns and blaze them just for fun I'm military trained, not considered very vain Out to kill up every frame within the skill of my brain When I peep certain cats on the block, I know they plot How to get what I got cause we travel a lot Doing Hip Hop in spots that get hot They figure we get knots, a few bad apples'll lick shots And shit stops, the Most High deprive human life Out of his gift shop, 34 years up on the brick top Trying to survive, it's as wild as elephant's stampede To see, fans leave as someone in the audience, clans bleed They can't breath, after the next man squeeze And this girl is like, "Please" Someone, get a paramedic, the ghetto drama's pathetic More black armor shredded I need peace, peace of mind, peace and quiet Piece of the pie, piece of the action to acquire A nice piece of real estate when I need escape A pen and a piece of paper to plot my next caper Up in the safe haven, smoking peace pipes As peeps try to peace treaty and we be Using the Sun as a time piece, dime pieces in two piece bikinis That give me a piece of ass whenever they see me What the dealy behind the whole plot? As I carry a piece to protect my flock Can't throw rocks while enemies toke Glocks The human animal brain lock and we go into shock [Chorus 3X] "My mic check is life or death" (6X)- Nas {scratched up} "My mic check is life or death, breathin the sniper's breath" - Nas