graveyard productions – dig them graves lyrics
dig them graveeees
dig them graveeees
the westwood k!llas born n raised
the westwood k!llas born n raised
the westwood k!llas
the westwood k!llas
what’s goin’ on
i’m grabbing my weapons for bustas who want to trip
extended the uzi that’s constantly shootin’ so hard
that ”d-mn i lost my grip”
so try not to steal
i shoot for the quickest because i’m paranoiiiid
and bustas don’t waaanna play with me
because i’m a danger for ’em
like automatic weapons and hand grenades
i pulled out of the benz
and throw at the wind
this close to your face
a murder case
but i don’t have no conscious
my thoughts are nonchalant
after i leave the murder scene
i p-ss off the park
and spark on the blunt
my hood is filled with k!llers’ masks
dogs
and that’s the reason late at night
brains must be dumped
brains must be dumped (westwood k!llas born n raised)
brains must be dumped (westwood k!llas born n raised)
brains must be dumped (westwood k!llas born n raised)
i worship then i sip
walking through the valley of the death
on the enter heaven or h-ll
so i’m scared to take a grim
as i burn through my coin
my temper’s is ice cold
and see different trouble
harding me
so i took the souls
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