It is written [manifest]
 That all men are brothers [prophecy]
 We come like blood brothers [word is bond]
 Cause blood is thicker than water [ain't alike]
 From the misty grounds [from the unknown]
 The shadows [the deep]
 The darkness [the triple darkness]
 Gravediggaz [my blood brother]
 The RZA

 Verse One:

 I grew up in the violent island of Shaolin
 Fifty five home and cease thoughts implore
 When jackpot rot was hot, I was not
 A rusty-ass child with tears and snots
 Acquired the knowledge, how to master my thoughts
 My skinny frail body couldn't fuck with the sports
 Six feet two still wack on the court
 So I stalked New York with a black pitchfork
 My style date back to ninety-watt
 cuttin the box, while I be clocks with no socks
 Remember the days before your pants would sag
 Puerto Ricans on the block just throwin up tags

 Verse Two: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper

 Yo I was born with a rusty spoon as a mouthpiece
 Life was hard cause the graves was my company
 Hang with my problems just as trouble predicted
 to cross the path, as I laugh at the vic-ted
 No warmth for sure, the vents would spit average
 watchin devils, fiend like a savage
 Blood brothers need me call, ooh-OOH!!!
 In a minute, a minute, Ghostface and all, check it
 With the Grym and the Undertake
 Devil's get baked I'll stiff your ass like an eighth
 Tortures and screams building up my steam
 Death to whoever bumrushes through the bloodstream
 Yo somethin ain't right I don't get it
 I feel a vibe blood brothers are you with it
 If I have to choose one or the other
 Back the fuck up spook, yo that's my blood brother

 Chorus: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper

 All, all, all and together
 Blood brothers, rollin together

 Repeat 4X

 Verse Two: Too Poetic/Grym Reaper

 Back in the days of Lee's and BVD's
 I grew up deceived, by wicked enemies
 My lifespan began to dim in the error
 When you can't even trust the man in the mirror
 Now Gravedigga niggaz receive my trust
 and like Christ, we walk among the thieves and the sluts
 I bring stress like skins on PMS
 The street's a bloody mess, there ain't no EMF
 in sight my thoughts are to leave the slums
 I hustle with beats and drums not keys and guns
 My feet are numb, as I walk my dogs
 I cut off the fogs with the Gravedigga swords
 Life parole, as me and my man is violated
 Hookers are neutered and spay-ted
 Snakes are decapitated, and castrated
 Niggaz is lost your whole Ark is bein raided
 Shows today are hectic, niggaz'll wreck shit
 Lift off rounds and jet quick
 This piece is gettin heated
 Cause a rush, a stampedin
 Devils are all defeated by the blood brothers

 Chorus

 Verse Three: Fruitkwan/Gatekeeper, Ryzarector

 Yeahhh, as the earth erupts
 I conduct to destruct your rucks when I big up
 Catastrophes are blaspheme
 Pour a container of brains on your grave through a strainer
 I capsize your coffin, I wreck your morphin
 Breakin devils down like Steve Austin
 I gotta rip on a peel for a minute
 Let's get some god degree, cause a blood brother's hard to be

 Power equality
 Allah sees equality, follow me
 Law and order but I stick it in water
 Many heads got slaughtered back in Latin Quarters
 Like this brother named Rick was thick but got bit
 by the same motherfucker that he ran with
 Band of the hand the Clan's my fam
 Something mom duke could never understand
 From the grave to the gutter
 Death to another, who tries to fuck with my blood brothers

 Chorus