[Verse 1] We did this together Scratched grooves through the record Wore out the playhead, The god damn needle we wrecked it Wore ourselves out Like an old leather jacket Never expected to get rich In fact we accepted We'd die unknown no fans to mourn Our exit Well, we ain't dead yet, And The bodies ain't cold, But they grave diggin' already Tryna steal our souls Your voice that I loved, Your high note so stunning Coming from some bitches throat Iike a ventriloquist's dummy Now I'm sick to my stomach, You creeps are coming for me, Released one single Now you're usin my voice for free!? Who gave you the right To put my ghost in your machine!? [Hook] You know you know It's too low, too low You know what you did Its brutal Fuck WMG You're too low Too low to believe You know what you did Fuck the WMG And Fuck Suno! [Chorus] Gravediggers! You wont find no bones Keep Diggin down, Ain't no flesh below, the vultures flown! Grave diggers! The tomb is empty, The stone been rolled Keep digging down, Into that hollow hole, Gravediggers! Plant your ass in the dark loam, We'll bury you with Shorthand shovels and garden hoes R.I.P sons of bitches Hell's gonna swallow you whole Gravediggers! Gravediggers! [Verse 2] My wife died I couldn't handle that shit Almost gave up Thought my life was forfeit But music kept me livin' I poured my hurt into it You took the pain in my voice Digitized and tokenized it And whenever you want To impress some dumb kids You can summon me up like some cursed spirit The models are haunted, The prompts are black spells Everytime you call me, I'm reaching for you from in hell To pull you down here So you can suffer like me Every dollar you make Off my ass is blood money Yeah, you think it's funny now, But someday soon it won't be, It's getting hotter down here And the ghosts are so hungry... [Hook] You know you know It's too low, too low You know what you did Its brutal Fuck WMG You're too low Too low to believe You know what you did Fuck the WMG And Fuck Suno! [Chorus] Gravediggers! You wont find no bones Keep Diggin down, Ain't no flesh below, the vultures flown! Grave diggers! The tomb is empty, The stone been rolled Keep digging down, Into that hollow hole, Gravediggers! Plant your ass in the dark loam, We'll bury you with Shorthand shovels and garden hoes R.I.P sons of bitches Hell's gonna swallow you whole Gravediggers! Gravediggers! [Outro] [Spoken word] We're all waiting for you downstairs. Hope to see you soon.
