Lyrics:
me
Time is a killer
Love is a beast
Who's the keeper of your dreams
When you're sleeping
Or When you're undone
And there's nowhere left to run
Don't
on fire
He is our keeper he is our killer
Fights to death for souls while they have a dreams
No one will come to help no one care no one even knows
He
uhh
My bitch a latina, I call her alina
Her body a 10, I call her blaatina
You catching this jabs we went to
The arena, my bitch a keeper, im
Loving her
I'm nasty rotten
I'm thoughtless
I'm often off my rocker
The goal keeper
The soul eater
I'm playing soccer
Somebody save the kid
He doesn't know what
bitch baby
Not a day is lost when you out making it!
[Bridge]
Baby so mystique
Hot as kerosene
Running my fingers down your body
It must be a dream
Coop
Finally I'm gonna be the one to be seen
Seen by all those surrounding me
And filling me with dreams
Suddenly it's clear to me I'm a droplet in
and I'm turnt I had a dream
Had to turn it down, life ain't what it seem
Now I got these chains, yeah, they glisten, yeah they beam
Group full of killers
The summer was the killer
Between our hearts and minds
Every day a drama
Dragging by in quarter time
By summer it was over
I couldn't see it
of your mind where his kingdom falls
Where his kingdom falls
With each grain of sand from his mystical hand
He weaves the fabric of dreams strand by strand
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
to
stoop to violence
Still might rip a Smith to smithereens
c bit extreme, you satisfying a killer's dream
With the trillest team
I seen bitter beams
kapa
Vuta shisha baba toa chapaa na badili chupa bapa kwa bapa
We wanna do we gonna do we wanna chill na home boys
Dream come true dreams came true we
the fuck they never came down on my avenue
I had a dream the other night, somebody ran down with a pipe
Coulda sworn my killer came as I was sleeping through
Welcome to the mob you have now been invited
To step inside my world
Where lames get indicted
Killers get excited the drama gets sub united
did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings
By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse
did open up the door
To music's mystic dreams
With his songs of magik prophecy
In death he still sings
By the son of the god Apollo
And the muse
I ain't playin with em no mo
I got killers that love me they on go
Nigga i got respect by the boatload
New whip got a lotta horse power
I ain't
FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf
Vampire Nights
Towers rise like tombstones
Graveyard
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
And my hittas right by my side do go nowhere without em
I'm From the hood young nigga
I grew up in the jungle with the killers
Now we living good young
make
Me think dip dy dip to the socialize
Of americal not America mer
Medler rich peddler "hold up?
Which ways up whatever high
Heather by bush push
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
the mortician, you know that shovel is on me
To put em in the earth, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I'm all about the Benjy's
But that bring jealousy and envy
attaining
ultimate enlightenment and wisdom unparalleled...
[Part 1: THE INVOKING]
[The Aspirant Reaches The Summit]
Keepers of the cosmic
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