Текст песни Diggin' Up the Grave - TheGodlyRiskTakers

Underground rappers blowin' up, made a whole lotta cash with this
Feelin' like I'm in grave danger,
Gotta dig these rappers up to the brim
My heart has turned to stone,
Gettin' head, but I ain't got no feelings
When I'm getting brain, never catch me with a thot lacking with it
Tryna drop these kids with the anger, but I ain't filled with it
Practicin' my writing with the Quill, but all I feel is blindness
Feelin' like a king with the queen by my side
Can't step to us, you know we grindin'
You be sayin',
"You will always be the greatest,
I will never ever be your highness!"
Don't mess with me 'cuz you know you don't want to be our subjects
Digging up your tomb, all you kids just wanna raid her
Renegade my way through my career, you gotta watch the clock
'Cuz my career is starting, you'll be over soon, TikTok
Tryna play the games with me, but I'mma steal yo' girl in the Rover
You be confused, feelin' disconnected, yeah you can't control her
Tryna link up, no connection, yeah you tryna hold her
Biography being made on us, poppin' off, popular
Messed me over royally, but you know I will get payback
You gon' die sooner or later,
Clear all evidence no match (Wait, What!)
Tryna box me, guess you finally met your match
Lightning in a bottle, knocked you out, TGRT can not be matched
Shipped it off to California, you know I secured the bag
Iced it up form drip one-two, I've ripped off the tag
I be takin' all the shots, yuh I got the apps to fill
Writin' up the lyrics I be focused on the quill
Goin' to the towers you know that I got the chills
I just got the checks, I be gone to pay the bills
I be poppin' shots, Mind of Snitch be taken hits
Iconic lines be driftin' off, just to be forgotten
Blacks be gone, Whites be staying, yuh this ain't right
Treatin' all the same, no one understood
Cops be gone, all their fault, ain't the solution
Rutinum be fallin' in, I don't know what's happenin'
Boutta switch the box, you know that I am the one
Boutta hit a millie, you know that I dropped a ton
All the bad cops have the trigger on the gun
I got all the heat, I be drippin' off the sun
All the big people think that boppin' is a trend
But they don't realize that I'ma boutta drop 10
All the ice, in the snow, like an angel
You know I just hit the ball, people callin' red
Diamonds to flex, I ain't gonna do it
Jumping off ledges, I be seeking it for danger
TGRT be tellin' me to take some risks
People already know, this ain't the end
Shipped it off to California, you know I secured the bag
Iced it up form drip one-two, I've ripped off the tag
I be takin' all the shots, yuh I got the apps to fill
Writin' up the lyrics I be focused on the quill