Everlast - Graves To Dig Lyrics
It goes one for the prophetTwo for islam, three for the khutbah from the imamFour for the mother that birthed my frameFive for the father cause its heart beganBeen round the world suns all the sameSometimes when Im asleep I still call your nameBack when I was young I used to dream of fameNow they all point their fingers sayin whos to blameMothers put their girls in some pig tail curlsFathers teach their sons how to shoot their gunsThey say, boy, dont ever ? ? ? , control your emotionsTake it like a man and make your standThey say sex and violence go hand in handEvery man blessed they gotta be temptedSpan through the depths of space and timeStand, three eyes blind on the firin lineWord to my man divine, come too farSingin la illaha illilah (there is no God but God)(? ? ? )I was hopin that the lord got some mercy to spareIt goes one for the ummah, two for the deanThree for the angels, four for the allahminSomewhere in between, totally obscenePerfectly clean, Ive got a babylon feelingWombs need healin, truth need revealinHands need washin from all the dirty dealinFloor to the ceilin, from the stage to the doorKings and the queens and the slaves and their whoresFor every lost cause where the martyrs are foundThat funky little sound that make you wanna get downSomebody told me once that love makes the world go roundAnd kids they carry pistols out on the playgroundThat profound, gone too far, prayin on my life to the burnt out starPut your lights on, put down your crossesIts time to tally up your wins and your lossesIt goes one for scott larock and two for pac and b.i.gThree for all the mothers who got graves to dig x3
