A motherf**ker recognize a thug mashin' hard

Straight out the plot of my cemetery yard

Buried so long, nobody gave a shit

Blood and tears, embedded in my casket

Been surrounded, old folks everywhere

Smell of dry piss covered the air

When I heard the voices say arise from the grave

I quickly dug myself out and went to find the 12-gauge

Shotgun, double barrelled sawed off pump

Safety runs thru the target if you test me

Psycho thug, mashin' outta control

Spent too many f**kin' years deep in a hole

But still I'm a killa, feindin' for the streets

Slangin' rocks on a 9 to 5 beat

All that change, now got maggots on my face

I'm back from the dead to give yo ass a taste



The grave ain't no place for a psycho thug killa!

Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala!

The grave ain't no place, I should be out mashin!

Never goin' back to my muthaf**kin' casket!

The grave ain't no place for a psycho thug killa!

Hustla on the street, neighborhood drug deala!

The grave ain't no place, I should be out mashin!

Never goin' back to my muthaf**kin' casket!



The grave ain't no place to be

Too much like the penetentary

Locked away in concrete

I'm buried 6 feet

Guess so, so when you roam

You can find your way home

Cuffs tight around the wrist cause I was bustin' my chrome

Dark visions in the smog when I walk with the dead

Bad dreams in the night keep you shakin' in bed

Is it all in your head cause you're locked in a cage?

And clear your mind and get shanked and live the cemetery way



I'm sittin' in the cemetery

I got a plan to kill a pig so I placed a phony call about a

bitch I buried

F**k a cell, I won't eve