[Verse 1 - to the graveyard Where everybody like to Allahu Akbar You scared to say "God?" They call me because I play hard So get your and your face guards I spit water, lets have a Face Off: Nicholas Cage They say the boy is off the like two Pits in a cage Your girl say my the bomb like I swallow grenades the rules up in this shit so you gotta get paid Or you gotta get spayed like Windex with twin Techs I'll on top of insects. Niggas die fuckin they family Oh, where I'm from they that "incest" Open the Bible, good book serves its purpose for crooks Father, I think we in Heaven, be a good look Sing the In this heartless world that I in I have learned that I can't on love It made me a Saint So take it all with me to the graveyard [Verse 2 - The cemetery ain't as new as the saint it They ministers there right next to straight crooks And Nas niggas they was shooting and they'd look Niggas rhyme about banging, getting on Facebook Now put that on wall, I put that on the wall I and brawl quicker than Jon Wall I'm these niggas, bought everything last year And wasn't these niggas. I mean I was numb last year Wasn't you niggas. Came back To sell a few more mil on you Toast! I'm in the Phantom, nah nigga I ain't of no ghost all the dead rapper's albums are selling the most [Verse 3 - Some say the 3rd verse puts niggas in a I was born Jay, guess I'm the Gift & The Curse Lot of Bloods out here, but I did it first Still blood out here why I'm up in the church Still for my sins, but not all the way Cause I just rode up in the and handed homie the K What he gon do with it? Probably run up on your with it That's I call rap beef, luckily I'm through with it Now I just back, '72 with it Sell it to a nigga down South, he act a with it to them haters and the stool-pigeons You're too busy judge us stars, but how are you living?