Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Grave Yard , by - Figure. Song from the album Haunted Hits, in the genre ДабстепRelease date: 20.08.2020
Record label: DOOM
Song language: English
The Grave Yard |
| Welcome to the graveyard |
| Where everybody like to pray: Allahu Akbar |
| You scared to say «God?» |
| They call me Game because I play hard |
| So get your helmets and your face guards |
| I spit holy water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas Cage |
| They say the boy is off the chain like two Pits in a cage |
| Your girl say my flow the bomb like I swallow grenades |
| Respect the rules up in this shit so you gotta get paid |
| Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with them twin Techs |
| I’ll Raid on top of insects. |
| Niggas die fuckin they family |
| Oh, where I’m from they call that «incest» |
| Open the Bible, good book serves its purpose for shook crooks |
| Heavenly Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good look |
| Sing the hook: |
| In this heartless world that I live in |
| I have learned that I can’t depend on love |
| It hasn’t made me a Saint |
| So I’mma take it all with me to the graveyard |
| The cemetery ain’t as new as the saint it look |
| They bury ministers there right next to straight crooks |
| And Nas told niggas they was shooting and they’d look |
| Niggas rhyme about banging, getting whooped on Facebook |
| Now put that on your wall, I put that on the wall |
| I shot-call and brawl quicker than Jon Wall |
| I’m killing these niggas, bought everything last year |
| And wasn’t feeling these niggas. |
| I mean I was numb last year |
| Wasn’t feeling you niggas. |
| Came back |
| To sell a few more mil on you niggas |
| Toast! |
| I’m in the Phantom, nah nigga I ain’t scared of no ghost |
| Cause all the dead rapper’s albums are selling the most |
| Some say the 3rd verse puts niggas in a hearse |
| Since I was born Jay, guess I’m the Gift & The Curse |
| Lot of Bloods out here, but nigga I did it first |
| Still blood out here that’s why I’m up in the church |
| Still repenting for my sins, but not all the way |
| Cause I just rode up in the Benz and handed homie the K |
| What he gon do with it? |
| Probably run up on your crew with it |
| That’s what I call rap beef, luckily I’m through with it |
| Now I just lean back, '72 with it |
| Sell it to a nigga down South, he act a fool with it |
| Back to them haters and the stool-pigeons |
| You’re too busy tryna judge us stars, but how are you living? |