| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| Monsta | 
| My verbals be control | 
| I’ll tease you then taunt ya (Ya) | 
| Putting them right down in the ganja (Ya) | 
| It’s bloody murder, I’m a grave digga (grave digga) | 
| I got my shovel time to grave niggas (grave niggas) | 
| Sitting in a bar, hunger tickin' I’m takin' the ball | 
| Standing in the dark (standing in the dark, dark) aim for the heart | 
| Messing bodies apart | 
| Ligaments and ya tendons my verbals tear them apart | 
| I’ll leave them underneath the | 
| I’m taking them to the cemetery, got some bodies need to be buried, set my mark | 
| I got my shovel digging the gravel, I don’t rap | 
| Somebody tell these niggas | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| Whoa, y’all hear that? | 
| You got to pull over, yo | 
| I’m a grave digga | 
| Look, I’m not a rapper | 
| Most of you niggas actors | 
| Just miseries of this world, and you’re absolutly not a factor | 
| You better? | 
| You’s a motherfucking lie | 
| I’m seasoned and groomed, better not (not) | 
| We killing them, got caskets and Pall-bearers just | 
| This diss got a nigga straight pissed | 
| Push pulling, pulling out the hit list | 
| We humming I’m a get him while we gunning | 
| I’m gunning when I’m through that mist (you silly really) | 
| I’m a show you how to get (illy really) | 
| Talk a whole lotta shit (plot to kill me) | 
| Propane when I rip (in the building) | 
| I’m a leave em dead in the hip hop | 
| Time to blow these candles out | 
| You need to bring that camera out | 
| Walked in, last bout | 
| Found my victim, point him out | 
| Strung 'em in, drugged him out | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga | 
| I’m not a rapper, I’m a grave digga |