| 歌曲 | Grave Ain't No Place |
| 歌手 | Blaze Ya Dead Homie |
| 专辑 | 1 Less G in da Hood |
| 作曲 : Anybody Killa ... | |
| A motherf**ker recognize a thug mashin' hard | |
| Straight out the plot of my cemetery yard | |
| Buried so long, nobody gave a shit | |
| Blood and tears, embedded in my casket | |
| Been surrounded, old folks everywhere | |
| Smell of dry piss covered the air | |
| When I heard the voices say arise from the grave | |
| I quickly dug myself out and went to find the 12-gauge | |
| Shotgun, double barrelled sawed off pump | |
| Safety runs thru the target if you test me | |
| Psycho thug, mashin' outta control | |
| Spent too many f**kin' years deep in a hole | |
| But still | |
| I'm a killa, feindin' for the streets | |
| Slangin' rocks on a 9 to 5 beat | |
| All that change, now got maggots on my face | |
| I'm back from the dead to give yo ass a taste | |
| The grave ain't no place for a psycho thug killa! | |
| Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala! | |
| The grave ain't no place, | |
| I should be out mashin! | |
| Never goin' back to my muthaf**kin' casket! | |
| The grave ain't no place for a psycho thug killa! | |
| Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala! | |
| The grave ain't no place, | |
| I should be out mashin! | |
| Never goin' back to my muthaf**kin' casket! | |
| The grave ain't no place to be | |
| Too much like the penetentary | |
| Locked away in concrete | |
| I'm buried 6 feet | |
| Guess so, so when you roam | |
| You can find your way home | |
| Cuffs tight around the wrist cause | |
| I was bustin' my chrome | |
| Dark visions in the smog when | |
| I walk with the dead | |
| Bad dreams in the night keep you shakin' in bed | |
| Is it all in your head cause you're locked in a cage? | |
| And clear your mind and get shanked and live the cemetery way | |
| I'm sittin' in the cemetery | |
| I got a plan to kill a pig so | |
| I placed a phony call about abitch | |
| I buriedF**k a cell, | |
| I won't eve |
| zuò qǔ : Anybody Killa ... | |
| A motherf ker recognize a thug mashin' hard | |
| Straight out the plot of my cemetery yard | |
| Buried so long, nobody gave a shit | |
| Blood and tears, embedded in my casket | |
| Been surrounded, old folks everywhere | |
| Smell of dry piss covered the air | |
| When I heard the voices say arise from the grave | |
| I quickly dug myself out and went to find the 12gauge | |
| Shotgun, double barrelled sawed off pump | |
| Safety runs thru the target if you test me | |
| Psycho thug, mashin' outta control | |
| Spent too many f kin' years deep in a hole | |
| But still | |
| I' m a killa, feindin' for the streets | |
| Slangin' rocks on a 9 to 5 beat | |
| All that change, now got maggots on my face | |
| I' m back from the dead to give yo ass a taste | |
| The grave ain' t no place for a psycho thug killa! | |
| Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala! | |
| The grave ain' t no place, | |
| I should be out mashin! | |
| Never goin' back to my muthaf kin' casket! | |
| The grave ain' t no place for a psycho thug killa! | |
| Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala! | |
| The grave ain' t no place, | |
| I should be out mashin! | |
| Never goin' back to my muthaf kin' casket! | |
| The grave ain' t no place to be | |
| Too much like the penetentary | |
| Locked away in concrete | |
| I' m buried 6 feet | |
| Guess so, so when you roam | |
| You can find your way home | |
| Cuffs tight around the wrist cause | |
| I was bustin' my chrome | |
| Dark visions in the smog when | |
| I walk with the dead | |
| Bad dreams in the night keep you shakin' in bed | |
| Is it all in your head cause you' re locked in a cage? | |
| And clear your mind and get shanked and live the cemetery way | |
| I' m sittin' in the cemetery | |
| I got a plan to kill a pig so | |
| I placed a phony call about abitch | |
| I buriedF k a cell, | |
| I won' t eve |