Grave Digger - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I been in the game and made a name, this shit ain't nothing pretty

Too strange, that's why Tech ain't even fucking with me

I know them killers and them thugs, they know just as many

I never ask, see I just take, my first word is gimme

And if they talking, shove a cock in their esophagus

Welcome to the end, bitch, it's the apocalypse

It's common sense that you rotten from the politics

I'm kicking knowledge, kid, you better just acknowledge it

I'm ready to jump and just take all these fucking problеms with me

And bring you with, I promise that and keep your doctor busy

They yеlling rookie when you dropping, it just happens quickly

I'll make you vanish like it's magic, shit is really tricky

They wouldn't let me in, I'm slipping through the back door

Boy I know you ain't stupid so don't act slow

I was being nice but really I'm an asshole

You'll die a hater, now that's what you call a sad soul

The game is dirty, nah the shit ain't clean

Not what it seems, they switch teams like they switch jeans

So punk bitch, please, you squeeze but I just don't bleed

So homie when you greet me, just be on your knees

[Chorus]

Hand me the shovel, I'm about to dig a grave

Six feet deep, that's where your body lay

Right inside of that hole is what you gotta stay

Hand me the shovel, I'm about to dig a grave

Six feet deep, that's where your body lay

Right inside of that hole is what you gotta stay

Hand me the shovel, I'm about to dig a grave

[Bridge]

Grave digger

Hand me the shovel, I'll make your grave bigger

[Verse 2]

This is exactly what I'm 'posed to do

Yeah you should be scared if I'm approaching you

Every step that I take I'm getting closer to

Stacking another body, I got a few

It's getting packed, make room

Yeah they probably won't find you until it's late June

Shriveled and nasty, you'll make a great prune

Yeah they claiming they're great and I'm like "Great?, Who?"

It's to the point where it's lead to broken pencils

Streams that fire like missiles, go is when they hit you

I got a list full of people packing a issue

I just hope their friends and family are packing enough tissue

Cause it's over muthafucka, I told you, muthafucka

Got a problem? Come on over, red rover, muthafucka

So just D.I.E, now go to sleep

My trunk smells like dead bodies and potpourri

And there you go, yeah you thinking you make moves

Standing over your body, boy, it's really a great view

Said I was dead, well I promise it ain't true

Go it on lock but I'm thinking I'll break through

I'm still digging, I ain't breaking a sweat

I'm making your bed, you minutes just from meeting your death

Now lay down, let me lay you to rest

Now let it off of your chest, you thought wrong, yeah I'm really a threat

[Bridge]

Grave digger

Hand me the shovel, I'll make your grave bigger

[Outro: Richard Ramirez Interview]

You have now entered a very rare group of people in this country, you're in the - the ranks of Charlie Manson, Ted Bundy (Hand me the shovel, I'll make your grave bigger), you claim you didn't commit these murders but you

Serial killers do on a small scale what governments do in large ones, they are a product of the times and these are bloodthirsty times, even psychopaths have emotions if you dig deep enough but then again maybe they don’t

Do you have emotions?

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Tell me what kind of emotions you have going through you right now

I'll tell your what, I gave up on love and happiness a long time ago