Lyric Da Graveyard
featuring Lord Finesse, Mic Nut, Jay-Z, Party Arty, Y.U.
Intro:
It s the number one crew in the area.
Big L:
Big L be lightin niggas like incense
Gettin men lynched to win tits
I m killin infants for ten cents
Cause I m a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don t even speak English
I m makin ducks shed much tears
I buck queers
I don t have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares?
I m grabbin brews takin fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures and harass them bitch ass niggas
After you you re gonna get scared next
And if ya squad flex
I m lettin off like Bernard Getts
A tech nine is my utensil
Fillin niggas with so much led they can use they dick for a pencil
I m known for snatchin purses and bombin churches
I get more pussy on accident then most niggas get on purpose
I got drug spots from New York to Canada
Cause Big L be fuckin with more keys than a janitor
Lord Finesse:
Now it s the dictator who s style is greater
It s the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin Now & Laters
And rappers I hit em well
They automatically go to heaven fuckin with me cause I give em hell
So don t try to front troop
When your style is played out just like an Oshkosh jumpsuit
I m out to collect figures
I m on some Wu-Tang shit so Protect Ya fuckin Neck nigga
Not a role model I m a bad figure
When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga
I got it locked like a warden
Rap without Finesse is like the NBA without Jordan
So all ya new jacks kickin wack raps
It s a fact that
I ll be on your fuckin back like a napsack
It ain t shit you can tell me
Cause bitches still jock me without a motherfuckin LP
Hook:
It s the number one crew in the area
"Known for sendin garbage MCs to the graveyard" (x2)
Microphone Nut:
Yo I got a death wish
That s why I talk so much motherfuckin shit
I want these bitch motherfuckers to try to flip
So I can fill up this clip and stick the gun between they lips like a
cigarette
And let em smoke the four fifth
? no need to lie or cry it s time motherfucker to die
Because to me death is like sex
And if my brain was a deck of cards I d be missing a whole deck
Strap up a Mac clack clack motherfuckers are runnin like rats
The blind bats are fuckin crazed cats
Cause the Microphone let s loose
And you re wonderin how the fuck did this madman get cut loose
>From 25 consecutive 25 the life is
For murderin up some fuckin white kids
These were the kids of the prison guards
Then I startin killin squads of prison guards in the prison yard
One two everybody s through
The Microphone Nut flew over the prison walls without a clue
And now I m decked to hawk shit and talk shit
Whoever flaunts shit I leave em unconscious
I run through ya with a maneuver and German luger
Wreck like Das EFX straight out the fuckin sewer
Please show me where the crack is at
While they quarter crack the sack I crack they backs like Cracker Jacks
So I m the one you should run from
Because the Microphone Nut is like a motherfuckin stun gun
Jay-Z:
The way I rock
No way you could stop
I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot
When I m in the zone better hold ya own
Cause I like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get down
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like none
And beat a niggas ass half silly on da one
Fuckin A fuckin Jay ill with skill
So ladies step up I get around like a wheel
I m never chokin off chronic skills are bonic
Bitches will treat me like Onyx
Respect that I ll peel a punks cap back and sign it
Creep through your block fuck a glock I step
Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep
I m giving these ladies something they can feel cause I m real
Ya man get outta line and it s kill kill kill
Hook (x2)
Party Arty of Ghetto Dwellaz:
Yo ya step up and you ll get played like the small fry
I m throwin niggas off the roof said you wanna be the four guy
So mess around you ll be a dead man
I get hype Tonite s The Night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself cause I ain t workin with a full deck
I m lethal, eatin people
Not Jeffery Dahmer I m the sequel
Head Or Gut like Illegal
So what cha want?
Yo I m strapped with the gats step up plap plap
I m leavin caps in your back fool
I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop
A nigga disagree bring it on and get dropped
I get wreck I m Party Arty so hit the deck
The kid with the tech smokin niggas like cigarettes
Now some ask me how I m gettin jewels
I say big up big up it s a stick up stick up
I stick and move
Big L:
And that s how we do. So Y.U. grab the gat and let loose
Y.U.:
Yo rat tat tat I got the gat cocked
Nigga we ghost man a punk?
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass comatose
I m shootin up like the west is
Fuck suggestions
I ll blow out a niggas intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won t last
One blast will put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin for rep get ill in a sec
Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect
Constantly comittin grand larceny
Arsony niggas don t want no parts of me
Never past up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels were truck he got his ass stuck
So what the fuck is you sayin hop?
I m wanted for slayin cops
Who s ever around when I be sprayin drops
But I ain t givin a fuck who gets hit
Niggas coppin pleas but I ain t tryin to hear shit
I ll burn you faggot niggas like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your spirit
now your ass is just a holy ghost
You tried to play me to the left
You better put a target on your head
cause you re marked for death (echo)
Intro:
It s the number one crew in the area.
Big L:
Big L be lightin niggas like incense
Gettin men lynched to win tits
I m killin infants for ten cents
Cause I m a street genius with a unique penis
Got fly chicks on my dick that don t even speak English
I m makin ducks shed much tears
I buck queers
I don t have it all upstairs but who the fuck cares?
I m grabbin brews takin fast swiggas
I get cash and stash figures and harass them bitch ass niggas
After you you re gonna get scared next
And if ya squad flex
I m lettin off like Bernard Getts
A tech nine is my utensil
Fillin niggas with so much led they can use they dick for a pencil
I m known for snatchin purses and bombin churches
I get more pussy on accident then most niggas get on purpose
I got drug spots from New York to Canada
Cause Big L be fuckin with more keys than a janitor
Lord Finesse:
Now it s the dictator who s style is greater
It s the man with more wild flavors than motherfuckin Now & Laters
And rappers I hit em well
They automatically go to heaven fuckin with me cause I give em hell
So don t try to front troop
When your style is played out just like an Oshkosh jumpsuit
I m out to collect figures
I m on some Wu-Tang shit so Protect Ya fuckin Neck nigga
Not a role model I m a bad figure
When it comes to rap I got skills out the ass nigga
I got it locked like a warden
Rap without Finesse is like the NBA without Jordan
So all ya new jacks kickin wack raps
It s a fact that
I ll be on your fuckin back like a napsack
It ain t shit you can tell me
Cause bitches still jock me without a motherfuckin LP
Hook:
It s the number one crew in the area
"Known for sendin garbage MCs to the graveyard" (x2)
Microphone Nut:
Yo I got a death wish
That s why I talk so much motherfuckin shit
I want these bitch motherfuckers to try to flip
So I can fill up this clip and stick the gun between they lips like a
cigarette
And let em smoke the four fifth
? no need to lie or cry it s time motherfucker to die
Because to me death is like sex
And if my brain was a deck of cards I d be missing a whole deck
Strap up a Mac clack clack motherfuckers are runnin like rats
The blind bats are fuckin crazed cats
Cause the Microphone let s loose
And you re wonderin how the fuck did this madman get cut loose
>From 25 consecutive 25 the life is
For murderin up some fuckin white kids
These were the kids of the prison guards
Then I startin killin squads of prison guards in the prison yard
One two everybody s through
The Microphone Nut flew over the prison walls without a clue
And now I m decked to hawk shit and talk shit
Whoever flaunts shit I leave em unconscious
I run through ya with a maneuver and German luger
Wreck like Das EFX straight out the fuckin sewer
Please show me where the crack is at
While they quarter crack the sack I crack they backs like Cracker Jacks
So I m the one you should run from
Because the Microphone Nut is like a motherfuckin stun gun
Jay-Z:
The way I rock
No way you could stop
I shock pop and drop when Jay gets hot
When I m in the zone better hold ya own
Cause I like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get down
I shake rattle and roll and wreck shit like none
And beat a niggas ass half silly on da one
Fuckin A fuckin Jay ill with skill
So ladies step up I get around like a wheel
I m never chokin off chronic skills are bonic
Bitches will treat me like Onyx
Respect that I ll peel a punks cap back and sign it
Creep through your block fuck a glock I step
Through your neighborhood armed with nothing but a rep
I m giving these ladies something they can feel cause I m real
Ya man get outta line and it s kill kill kill
Hook (x2)
Party Arty of Ghetto Dwellaz:
Yo ya step up and you ll get played like the small fry
I m throwin niggas off the roof said you wanna be the four guy
So mess around you ll be a dead man
I get hype Tonite s The Night like Redman
Nuff respect to Big L who get wreck
Chiggidy check yourself cause I ain t workin with a full deck
I m lethal, eatin people
Not Jeffery Dahmer I m the sequel
Head Or Gut like Illegal
So what cha want?
Yo I m strapped with the gats step up plap plap
I m leavin caps in your back fool
I rip tracks wanna say peace to hip hop
A nigga disagree bring it on and get dropped
I get wreck I m Party Arty so hit the deck
The kid with the tech smokin niggas like cigarettes
Now some ask me how I m gettin jewels
I say big up big up it s a stick up stick up
I stick and move
Big L:
And that s how we do. So Y.U. grab the gat and let loose
Y.U.:
Yo rat tat tat I got the gat cocked
Nigga we ghost man a punk?
I let it roast and leave your pussy ass comatose
I m shootin up like the west is
Fuck suggestions
I ll blow out a niggas intestines
Better dip fast quick fast or you won t last
One blast will put your ass in a body cast
And I be killin for rep get ill in a sec
Nine mil on your neck blood spill is still in effect
Constantly comittin grand larceny
Arsony niggas don t want no parts of me
Never past up a fast buck ask the last duck
His jewels were truck he got his ass stuck
So what the fuck is you sayin hop?
I m wanted for slayin cops
Who s ever around when I be sprayin drops
But I ain t givin a fuck who gets hit
Niggas coppin pleas but I ain t tryin to hear shit
I ll burn you faggot niggas like toast
If you die and come back I shoot your spirit
now your ass is just a holy ghost
You tried to play me to the left
You better put a target on your head
cause you re marked for death (echo)
