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forskreal - grave digger lyrics

[verse one: forskreal]

i’m in a dark area, a grey area, and i can’t think at all, it’s insane honestly
i can’t even ride the pony, it’s insane. i’m crazed, i’m dazed- i can’t rhyme, i can’t rap
i’m gonna have a heart attack in my grave
it’s insane right next to me is my friend, a g-y he can’t be happy, he can’t be cr-ppy now i’m ready to give a bronze necklace to someone else
go ahead skye – the onion

[verse two: min yuri]

here’s the onion, your daily tea

your name starts with a capital ‘g’
your mother labeled you as g-y as so they say
i show like a monster in the dead of night, on the inside i come out like a surprise
boo! did i scare you?
obviously not, the only scary thing you’ve seen was your grandmother dying
right in front of me, or even in that dream where you were k!lled in the cemetery
plus, your name and death was not written in the obituary
come on, it’s not an easy game
your label is g-y, my mouth spits fire and shoots out atomic rays
say that again?
my ears can’t hear everything as you scratch a chalkboard with a pen
oh please, you’re uglier than your grandma
spitting out dust and breathing like sandpaper
oh gosh, let’s see it again!
remember when your grandma fell down the stairs, tried to call for help but mistaken some paper as weed?
living the thug life for eternity
open up the gates of the cemetery and push you in, hope to never see you again

[verse 3: forskreal]

thug life, white life, black life, gas life, either way, i’m still suicidal as a dead rat that’s been caught up in a tidal wave
(hey hey hey!) that ain’t no problem, that ain’t no problem llama-sama still the same as a sega- but i ain’t no professional
why do i even try to attack other raps, like their crack with a tack, that sticks out instead of the other laps
the colors of grey are all i see as long as it’s staying in a g-y tune
(hey!) just kidding i’m always dying from an attacker coming to me faster
it’ll never crash though, crash low
(low low low low…..)

[verse four: min yuri]

you can’t even think straight
how many drugs have you taken?
you take more and more, you’re digging your own grave
you’re a grave-digger, sittin’ with a shovel and a bottle of pills in a bracket of hills
i can’t see where i’m going, i can’t look straight
my body, my stomach, twists, and turns, it churns, it yearns
take a bottle of your mom’s ashes, you’re trash
i’m bawlin’, i’m comin’ towards you with your future, your career, please!
take it to your gave, i ain’t got time for your crud

[verse five: combined]
you screw me over
over a cruise ship
your wasteful light is being run down by the cr-ppy lights you used in your studio
i’m in a rodeo, get off my back you blasted back-stabber
i’m a raging bull, falling off its tracks, k!lling y’all fakers of unnecessary needs, go help yourself, give yourself a treat, a time, a rate, a day, go rape a cactus

go fix the mess you made
you’re like a circus parade, entertaining those who look forward to a lame show you throw
you’re useless, go make your own grave
you used your time, you wasted it on all the mistakes you made
never corrected them, did you?
i see no black, no white, nor elephants in the time p-ssing by

in which you k!lled them all

follow me, just please, don’t win yourself over, now
call me your goddess, your mother
i’ll win you over. i’ll erase the mistake you made
i’ll destroy your birth certificate that should have never been made
i’ll burn it, destroy it, throw it in your grave
goodbye, gravedigger
go win yourself a race

- forskreal lyrics

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