Útlitið t.d, attitjúdið, what the fuck?! Hér er brot úr textum eftir Gravediggaz, sem ég fann á google:
Two cups of blood, boy
Two cups of blood, girl
Aw, drink that shit up
Don't give a fuck about a sucker
My style's gravy, rough and real
Raise up the rugged on my Gravedigga shield
That's how I deal with the fake frauds
I flow hard
Yo hearthrobs'll get robbed
It's a marriage of fools, stick up! - now you're left in a blood pool
Illiterate, limited, primitive, inconsiderate piece of shit
I stick you for yo ice with the graveyard pick
I'm sicker than sickle cell, puttin you through triple hell
Rippin your whole shell, then I cripple you as well
a nigga that's quick to bone ya
Nigga that wanna step, same nigga get disrespect
Fuck a clonin, a nigga receive death to my opponents
Hér eru nöfn á lögum sem þessir gæjar hafa gert:
6 Feet Deep
East Coast Vs West Coast
2 Cups of Blood
http://www.tubafrenzy.org/weblog/archives/Gravediggaz.jpghttp://img.lavamus.com/images/bio/2603.jpghttp://www.sweetslyrics.com/poze/bio/Gravediggaz.gifVíst finnst mér þetta vera gangsta.