• Current Events - Gravediggaz
• Current Events - Mystic

Gravediggaz..
[Intro: Gatekeeper]
Current events is hell, dwell in the pit of the flames
Walkin the path to maintain
But current events is hell, can you defend to the end
Are you prepared? Tell me you're scared
[Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper]
Evil that lurks to fiery grave shuns the father
Gatekeep', you're fuckin with the grave robber
Like (?) street sweep, the dungeon storm's comin
Every-fuckin-body starts to runnin
My plague massive rain, a army bridage
Niggaz swingin bats ramshack, organism human remains
Though it's left in a state, of confusion
Powerful eyes of Allah, will see your execution
I hover admist currents, the block field surge
Pressure build, mentally, yo I'm off the clock
Urge to kill, terror to thrill, weaker the will
Blood flows like, lava runnin down the hill
Tons of ash debris, laid waste to rot
Unknown fuse, confiscate one eyes the cyclops
The eyes box, blade cocks, forgive me not
Earthly trait, for niggaz that straight, fire weight
Imagine the blank, screams, the horrible dreams
Wakin up in a sweat, all a sudden forget
Evident of a freeze trees to spleen
With or whenever green multi shit contract
And how we adapt, sword, so yet the wicked stay warned
You motherfuckers is on
[Chorus: Gatekeeper]
Current events is hell, dwell in the pit of the flames
Walkin the path to maintain
But current events is hell, can you defend to the end
Are you prepared? Tell me you're scared
Current events is hell, dwell in the pit of the flames
Walkin the path to maintain
Current events is hell, can you defend, down to the end
Are you prepared for fear?
[Too Poetic/Grym Reaper]
Yo..
Up from the bottomless pit, of the rottenest shit
With a hit for the streets, Grym Reap', Gatekeep'
Grym will assault all the herbs on the asphault
Cash rules cats that steal shit, and blast false
Get the paper, crooked politicians can't save ya
as a Gravedigga, we play a major
part in the crisis; didja know Christ is me?
Reincarnated in a MC
I came to the hookers, pimps and the killers
The thievin ass niggaz, my soldiers, guerillas
Nine to five cats and drug dealers with gats
I'm P-R-O black but y'all already know that
Fuck a horrorcore, I bring holy war
Cold and raw as it bubble and ya moan through your pores
My soul soars, way above Armageddeonites
Fuel the battlefield through the hot metal and ICE!
Bling bling niggaz better come out to fight
when the pigs keep robbin the hood of black life
How many of you trife cats go runnin to church
while guns is hummin puttin, blacks in the hearse
Everytime I talk about peace cats frown
If it ain't about cream most teams ain't down
As the supreme brown King and the Queen frown
I'ma be a hater, to all race traitors!

[Mystic]
Forget a long introduction here to check ya'll for a moment
As of now, you are officially my non opponent
That position you got you like it huh (keep it)
Seen the garden that you got and I would never wanna reap it
And the house you built that's some real pretty glass
And your image is alright but I can still see your mask
And folks is askin is my life complicated cuz' it took so long
To get this wax created but ya'll know
I just been payin' my dues
Feet on the ground, head in the clouds a bit confused
As to when 'n how the house built fell down
Why ya'll more about the money than the texture and sound
But astoundingly everything's 360
It was all about you but now the true heads with me
So, go on ya'll keep playin the role
Cuz when the heavens made me they broke the mold
[DJ Revolution Scratches Various Samples]
[Mystic]
Yo boo, what's your budget, did you top a mill?
Give up half your pub, that's a fucked up deal
And it's almost funny but not really
Shoulda studied the biz 'stead a tryin' to be pretty
And them cat's who write your rhymes give 'em my respect
It's damn near a crime that doe changes credits and edits
Monthly mags and reviews
they did a good job couldn't miss 'em pimpin you
And them song you on how much you say you see?
I might get 1% of that and still flow for free
But, I’m a goddess with a true school foundation
You got a bowl of poison tryin feed the nation
I feel your hesitation on relatin' to me
If you skippin' this track you not hatin' on me
You just havin' a moment where my world's to bright
but you supposed to do that it's only right
[DJ Revolution Scratches Various Samples]
[Mystic]
Current events, current things current swings
Only a few emcees really got that thing
You know, God given, not man created
Make you smile out loud 'cuz the beauties so naked
And that's demonstrated in everything I do
The company I keep (who you with?) Du
But back to you, ain't even got no malice
Hope you find the missing pieces to your childhood palace
Personally I think you dyin' inside
Cuz we all born dreamin' with the truth in our eyes
But you, misplaced it the sickness i taste it
Should walk you through the gallows so you future you could face it
Understand I just call 'em how I see 'em
I’m into real facts with real logic and reason
And beyond a single shadow of a doubt
I’m just better than you and now the word is out