4th Disciple - Nightmare in A-Minor lyrics

[Chorus: Frukwan] The battle, the war, lay your whites, slick And I won't blast clips that'll end your a** quick [Verse 1: Beretta 9] What y'all know about the war? About the core act of duty, bit missle buoy Sink your battleship, f** you, sue me This be from the heart, sincerely yours, truly B9, behind your blinds Behind your door, you want war? Don't think so You know my M-O, Beretta 9, black Rambo Big guns, extra ammo Plus, heavy artillery, D-stream me and military k**army Arabs out for your commissary So n***a run it and catch a hot one in your stomach, b**h, b**h! [Verse 2: 4th Disciple] What y'all know about the war? Yo, when I was young I strongly seeked for the knowledge I never went to college but acknowledged The fact that knowledge is first Through the academy of the Universe Taking everything for what it's worth Remember that night the Earth cried for the Gods to come through To make unknown things that seem impossible, possible Mastering all obstacles and all courses Striving to absorb the Earth's forces [Verse 3: Poetic] Yo we never wack, clever rap, stay forever black I'm a lyrical Pteradac', severing backs Bad luck for sorry MCs to get a match Bad luck, I strike you like you just broke a mirror black Here's the fact, I manufacture the jams that fracture your program Shatter grey matter with the soul of a slow jam It's the grandmaster, Elohim, flaming guillotine Still keen with the sk** of a marine to the extreme Flow like a jet stream also collect cream at shows The veteran P-R-O Better than most you know, sharp as an arrow Sing like a sparrow, Grym Reap's the motto k**ing you softly with Islam right knowledge For hollow-head pieces that worship dead Jesus And still don't keep His commandments I Leave souls abandoned with pieces of a dream I'm so unique when I peak on the scene Chk-chk-chk-chk, Gravedigga at it again, 2000 Running through your project housing, what? [Break: Frukwan] Yo, check it, check it Gotta peep at this sh** It's called key rap [Chorus] [Verse 4: Frukwan] If you doubt the strength Competition, every blow high tense steel That you can't touch, taste, feel The lord of the world, capable at will Take control of all your men when I blast my solar winds Nomads in the land Mercenaries that are tactically prepared Gravediggaz show no fear Ghetto warriors in a jungle, where if one don't find the edge And to no one there's the trend Back breaker of men Mighty morphins, no beginning nor end Can you place my origin? But now when I daze, finding new ways to destroy in one day Not afraid to dig graves In the mind of my own, graveyard is my home And Hell is where I dwell, Gravediggaz will prevail