Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? As your soul enters the next stage reality becomes obsolete You have nothing to fear I had a nightmare that I slept for a light year And a thousand locusts had crawled inside my right ear Then I found myself trapped inside of a circle Surrounded by forty wicked women who was all dressed in purple They promised they would harm the nation with the abominations The fortifications, indoctrinations of intoxications At that moment I realized who was my opponent It was Gog from a Magog, he said he wanted to slay God He brought out his rapture from Ezekiel's 39th chapter He wanted to fracture my skull, so they could capture my soul My body got drawn to a life left deformed As my essence try to squeeze through the crack of dawn But I got trapped in a void, watching thousands of paranoid Humanoids who was floating in space like asteroids The pain in my head was excruciating It must've been that dust that had me hallucinating That I was facing Satan And he was debatin with Reagan over who killed Kennedy And the true identity of the Holy Ghost Trinity And lack of masculinity About to lose it, flashed back to blunts dipped in honey And the first jewels that I mastered when I learned 120 About who's the original universal father The cream of civilization, the biochemical author It was me, it struck me, it caused me to figure And realize to myself That I'm a Gravedigga Mommy, what's a Gravedigga? Sparks through the dark by diggin in the Earth Or digging in your brains on your skirt Burying the past is a very hard task I made cash and now everybody's digging up dirt I spark the mic like a rasta with reefer Darkness and light both bleed out the speaker The Reaper's context is not complex I reflect intellect, Gatekeep is up next Here comes the one, the one wicked son from the tomb Bodies are consumed as I rip the immune Collected subject, vocals are perfected Devils know I'm hectic, foes are disconnected Your brainwashed state narrate, new mark hits the target I cut you open wide like a carpet The terrorizer, the murderous could slither A knife across your back as you're screaming Gravediggaz I transform 85ers, devils and connivers Wanna step to this you spit out blood like a geyser A gusher, I guess you couldn't mess with the pressure I stroll the globe in pursuit of the oppressor Obliterate, disintegrate type theories in a manner And transform like Bruce Banner Gatekeeper executioner, not vegetarian Varying bloodthirsty the barbarian I don't come to justify all of my words I just come to crush the lies that you was served Turning your devotion to old hymn the number ten You was washed in the blood of a lamb to be cleansed So I'm Grym, as I pass the pork chops, clocks a benz Your moms and your pops are singing the gospel hymns Dropping jewels on a mentally enslave figures Who dig up the tracks of a Gravedigga Mommy, what's a Gravedigga?