Lyrics:
Raoul devours another organic buffet
They're so preservative free to keep their smokescreen
Should I be the one to say that you don't need that
Style
And She Sits There By The Wall
Making Holes Where I Just Stood
And Her Hands They Touch Her Face
Like Her Face Is Made Of Wood
And She Holds
Howling at the fullmoon
in this intense midwinternight.
Behold the masters of wilderness,
Hearken to how they hold the woods in fright.
See
Putrid mess lays in the woods
Removed of organs and meat
Thirteen mounds of bony flesh
Hollowed out except for maggots
That dwell
Deep inside
Enlighten me
Trace me
I’m from the nature.
In the woods
I look for my truth
The answer
Of my total control
I belong to the forest
I hope to die
Finding
Children of our own.
Let's make a den
What shall we use?
Make it out of wood
Who will be leader?
Wouldn't it be good if we could fight off rival gangs
fantasies coming out of the dark to reveal your inner self
Can you hear the woods screaming for your name, nature wants to suck your life out
When a dream is
the woods
For the Clan's forthcomin'
I miss you in the game a court summons
And fugitives of rap caught runnin', y'all get locked up
E'rything was wack
I was a country kid through and through
I got my bare feet bit by a wreckin' crew
Of fire ants on a mission
For total domination of the font yard
can get her one right there!
(At the Home Depot, trying to get some wood)
Thirty minutes late my chances aren't great
If she wants after I fight in
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Эй, chrome hearts как harley (rrrr)
Total black B, бенз палим (бля)
Она кидает molly (molly)
where we come from
I rep Brooklyn, home of the gangsta
I know a few murderer, drug dealer
In the hood, we speak mathematics and build
What's the total
where we come from
I rep Brooklyn, home of the gangsta
I know a few murderer, drug dealer
In the hood, we speak mathematics and build
What's the total
Black flames and blood
Dark festival
Witch sabbath
Morbidity
Black flames lick the wood
Wood of crucifix
Sacrifice who dies upon it
Screams
Yeah we hoods in the woods and you know we buying goods
From various tourist stores of course give me more
It's hard to fight us we're separated by
Old, slippery slope
Back to home we belong
Drifting tones
Deafening mold
Claimed my soul for its own
Hiding out
Hiding out in the woods all by myself
through passages that life has forgotten
Preservatives bubble and fume shades of jaundice and amber
Sequestered alone in my embalming chamber
Unknowing,
We got the money and fame
And they don't treat me the same
But yo I don't complain
Pecker wood status live since illmatic
Born to cause static like
mane
Ooo
A walk in the woods
Of wouldn'ts and shoulds
The cadence of crickets
And leaves underfoot
And now Rex Nemorensis meet fair Feronia
history of a time, new history of time
Through Siberian woods breaking up their neck
Breaking up their neck
Chinese moving in building discotheques
to count the same as hearing Tosca sing
Otherwise a total couldn't ever tell and it has to tell
So cover every concept with a wood-and-nails box
Forget
on the madman!
Sunrise won't come!
Total eclipse ‘til the day of his burial!
Demonic Assassination
Malignant witchcraft, suicidal desire
Demonic Assassination
should, from the woods to the big city and the small hood
Everybody should be welcome to the ball if we all could,
But we fall cause we brawl, yo it ain't
Come sit with a total stranger.
Now's the time to vent your anger.
And oh, are you a boy or a girl?
Do you get off casting hexes,
Assuming forms
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