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