Lyrics:
god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,
To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag
Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black
Help me, baby
Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God, I wanna end it, seems I don't believe in much
Nobody did nothing
When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Flyer fly me away
Higher til I can't see
Glider keeper of my dreams
Of whatever once was
dreams of king Stephen killer mike
Mad stalking midnight
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Westside riders keep it (gangsta)
Southside hustlers keep it (gangsta)
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
guerrillas, mercenary killers
Beat's by the Pound, haters get clowned
Gone worldwide, but true to the underground
(P and Silkk)
Blow coheva blunts, keep e'm
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
Smooth as cream she's every young boys' dream
She's like a hot roller coaster on a video screen
She's off the hook
Take a look
Let your
of ancient stone
Lead me to a vision, an unreal hall
And they appear in front of me
Lightened by a mystic flame
A new dimension I have to face beyond
of ancient stone
lead me to a vision, an unreal hall
And they appear in front of me
lightened by a mystic flame
A new dimension I have to face beyond
Is this really happening
The last keeper's gone
Forgotten brotherhood
The brotherhood of sleep
Concealing darkest secrets
Of humanity
Liquid essence
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
Ladies and gentlemen
Fellow Americans
Lady Americans
This is James Brown
I wanna talk to you about one of our
Most deadly, killers in
stranger by the minute
Look in my dreams
They're getting stranger by the minute
When I'm drowning
You drag me up to you
Rings in the water
My only
a pen is a gun
And a script is a declare to freedom
So guess what poetry is for
Just to let the prison keepers know
That stealing the heart of dreams
burning
The sun will struggle up the world will still keep turning
Madman standing by the side of the road saying
"Look at my eyes, look at my eyes,
Name?
I´ll Give You A Name: Human
I´ll Give You A Name: Human
You Know Your Name: Human
You Know Who You Are
You Know Who You Are
A Killer By Nature
This the motherfuckin' back atcha Trick
Don't even dream of fucking up in Detroit, bitch
This is where the real killers at
Detroit, motherfucker
to go
Oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Nowhere to go
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (damn)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta (you know)
Mama, I'm in love wit a gangsta and I know he's a killer
But I love
Born in iron coffins
Profaned in their dreams
Enslaved by their masters
To suffer agonies
Until all eternity
Unborn Lives
Doomed to die
Iron Coffins
can't do business with a stranger
Contract killers comin' when I feel endangered
Early 90s reminiscin' when I had a pager
Triple beam dreams, now Pat
darkness
By the veil of death, we're divided
Mors manet
Master of all misery
Destroyer of all memory
Keeper of the cryptic key
A virus with no remedy
In
got head in the clouds and the days are passing by me
Pretending I know what I do don't mind me
Feeling pressure and flow of the time crashing my dream
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