Lyrics:
Gravediggaz The Pick The Sickle And The Shovel

slug shots and drug spots, well if you're too poor to move out or get a new house, it's like livin in a war walkin through shootouts And you doubt God

feeding me fairytalez [Kelis Rogers]And this goes on [Grym Reaper]And this goes on and on and on [Kelis Rogers]Until I'm old and gra-y-ayy [Grym Reaper

But can a nigga live, pay the rent, bless the wiz Master the art and not get blast up in the heart What, yo (Yo) Gravediggaz (Forever) '97 and beyond

jet set, everything connect Fitted like a seam double stitched If I had a scratch she knew where to find the itch Many warm hugs and soapy back rubs

God, Earth Air Fire and Water which are in it's basic formation, solid liquid and gases that caused the land masses, and the space catalyst and all matter

herb And cops from the third precinct rush in Like a herd Chargin up the league with possession Freeze em and arrest em Strip search em then undress em Make the youngsters come and

the streets and the courts There's stress and strain tryin to maintain When you're poor workin odd jobs for small change You either rap, rob, girls slob knobs And