TixDelta - The graveyarD

{Intro}
Yhea
Yhea man
Told you
Yhea
This is some deep hot line shit

{Bridge}
I set aside with the facts, you niggas ahead of time with the cap
Back sit in the class so I'm in the better part of the set
You talk trash in the apps but you ain't got no passion to rap
I'm an emcee with a hattrick I got hand triggers for the rats

{Chorus}
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard
You're talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard

{Verse 1}
Uh, I'm making numbеrs
Who got the condoms, because thеse rappers sound like they sucking cucumbers?
I think I'm kinder, popping from under-ground every feature I double the commers
I'm putting all these rappers in the canvas my bars are forever like they from Wakanda, yow
I'm Ye with the kicks, I'm the worst in the east
I'm Bipolar you niggas bi panda
I'm the best I'm the beast, You're a pest you're deceased
On a beat your career I end it
I'm cutting Ties with the parasites
Sanitize though if you reply Ammer set a time for your homicide
It's gonna climb so you better try to put effort if you think you've got what it takes
You lose blood when you play with the tics
True lies I'll put you in your place
I can come and repeat on your face

{Bridge}
I set aside with the facts, you niggas ahead of time with the cap
Back sit in the class so I'm in the better part of the set
You talk trash in the apps but you ain't got no passion to rap
I'm an emcee with a hattrick I got hand triggers for the rats

{Chorus}
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard
You talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard

{Verse 2}
And to my dad nigga, To me you're just a dead nigga
I'm just sitting waiting for you last day I'll be glad nigga
You're fake nigga when my mother died you just left nigga
You gon burn in hell for that shit I hope you're prepared nigga
I'm just mad I suffered from your bad decisions I got bad intensions on my mind
Now my only purpose is to break the chain of similarities that you and I
Have in common I just cannot hide anymore
I bet that's why I cannot find
Any love, Any one
Been alone, for so long

{Bridge}
I set aside with the facts, you niggas ahead of time with the cap
Back sit in the class so I'm in the better part of the set
You talk trash in the apps but you ain't got no passion to rap
I'm an emcee with a hattrick I got hand triggers for the rats

{Chorus}
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Put em in the graveyard
Talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard
You talking shit on my name you got a ticket to the graveyard

{Outro}
Ah Yhea ah, graveyard ah Yeah ah
Ah Yhea ah, graveyard ah Yeah ah