Da Graveyard Lyrics

Da Graveyard lyrics

featuring Lord Finesse, Mic Nut, Jay-Z, Party Arty, Y.U.

Intro:
It's
the number one crew in the area.

Big L:
Big L be lightin' niggas like
incense
Gettin' men lynched to win tits
I'm killin' infants for ten
cents
Cause I'm a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my
dick that don't even speak English
I'm makin' ducks shed much tears
I
buck queers
I don't have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares?
I'm
grabbin' brews takin' fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures and harass
them bitch ass niggas
After you you're gonna get scared next
And if ya
squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Getts
A tech nine is my
utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much led they can use they dick for a
pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
I get more
pussy on accident then most niggas get on purpose
I got drug spots from New
York to Canada
Cause Big L be fuckin' with more keys than a
janitor

Lord Finesse:
Now it's the dictator who's style is
greater
It's the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin' Now &
Laters
And rappers I hit 'em well
They automatically go to heaven fuckin'
with me cause I give 'em hell
So don't try to front troop
When your style
is played out just like an Oshkosh jumpsuit
I'm out to collect
figures
I'm on some Wu-Tang shit so Protect Ya fuckin' Neck nigga
Not a
role model I'm a bad figure
When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass
nigga
I got it locked like a warden
Rap without Finesse is like the NBA
without Jordan
So all ya new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact
that
I'll be on your fuckin' back like a napsack
It ain't shit you can
tell me
Cause bitches still jock me without a motherfuckin'
LP

Hook:
It's the number one crew in the area
"Known for sendin'
garbage MCs to the graveyard" (x2)

Microphone Nut:
Yo I got a death
wish
That's why I talk so much motherfuckin' shit
I want these bitch
motherfuckers to try to flip
So I can fill up this clip and stick the gun
between they lips like a
cigarette
And let 'em smoke the four fifth
?
no need to lie or cry it's time motherfucker to die
Because to me death is
like sex
And if my brain was a deck of cards I'd be missing a whole
deck
Strap up a Mac clack clack motherfuckers are runnin' like rats
The
blind bats are fuckin' crazed cats
Cause the Microphone let's loose
And
you're wonderin' how the fuck did this madman get cut loose
>From 25
consecutive 25 the life is
For murderin' up some fuckin' white kids
These
were the kids of the prison guards
Then I startin' killin' squads of prison
guards in the prison yard
One two everybody's through
The Microphone Nut
flew over the prison walls without a clue
And now I'm decked to hawk shit
and talk shit
Whoever flaunts shit I leave 'em unconscious
I run through
ya with a maneuver and German luger
Wreck like Das EFX straight out the
fuckin' sewer
Please show me where the crack is at
While they quarter
crack the sack I crack they backs like Cracker Jacks
So I'm the one you
should run from
Because the Microphone Nut is like a motherfuckin' stun
gun

Jay-Z:
The way I rock
No way you could stop
I shock pop and
drop when Jay gets hot
When I'm in the zone better hold ya own
Cause I
like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No
way you can get up when I get down
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit
like none
And beat a niggas ass half silly on da one
Fuckin' A fuckin'
Jay ill with skill
So ladies step up I get around like a wheel
I'm never
chokin' off chronic skills are bonic
Bitches will treat me like
Onyx
Respect that I'll peel a punks cap back and sign it
Creep through
your block fuck a glock I step
Through your neighborhood armed with nothing
but a rep
I'm giving these ladies something they can feel cause I'm
real
Ya man get outta line and it's kill kill kill

Hook
(x2)

Party Arty of Ghetto Dwellaz:
Yo ya step up and you'll get
played like the small fry
I'm throwin' niggas off the roof said you wanna be
the four guy
So mess around you'll be a dead man
I get hype Tonite's The
Night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check
yourself cause I ain't workin' with a full deck
I'm lethal, eatin'
people
Not Jeffery Dahmer I'm the sequel
Head Or Gut like Illegal
So
what cha want?
Yo I'm strapped with the gats step up plap plap
I'm
leavin' caps in your back fool
I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop
A
nigga disagree bring it on and get dropped
I get wreck I'm Party Arty so hit
the deck
The kid with the tech smokin' niggas like cigarettes
Now some ask
me how I'm gettin' jewels
I say big up big up it's a stick up stick up
I
stick and move

Big L:
And that's how we do. So Y.U. grab the gat and
let loose

Y.U.:
Yo rat tat tat I got the gat cocked
Nigga we ghost
man a punk?
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass comatose
I'm shootin'
up like the west is
Fuck suggestions
I'll blow out a niggas
intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won't last
One blast will
put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin' for rep get ill in a
sec
Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect
Constantly
comittin' grand larceny
Arsony niggas don't want no parts of me
Never
past up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels were truck he got his ass
stuck
So what the fuck is you sayin' hop?
I'm wanted for slayin'
cops
Who's ever around when I be sprayin' drops
But I ain't givin' a fuck
who gets hit
Niggas coppin' pleas but I ain't tryin' to hear shit
I'll
burn you faggot niggas like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your
spirit
now your ass is just a holy ghost
You tried to play me to the
left
You better put a target on your head
cause you're marked for death
(echo)