Lyrics:
Copper sun sinking low
Scatterlings and fugitives
Hooded eyes and weary brows
Seek refuge in the night
Ancient bones from Olduvai
Echoes of the very
Copper sun sinking low
Scatterlings and fugitives
Hooded eyes and weary brows
Seek refuge in the night
Ancient bones from Olduvai
Echoes of the very
world, winter war weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
Step in the car and go
Round down by your lady and I
Be waiting
hope in walnut shells
Worn 'round the neck with temple bells
Or deep within some cloistered walls
Where hooded figures pray in halls?
Or crumbled books
me spindly tar Tar the Native!
Down the streets, quiet day, speaking robbery
In your dreams
You saw me hooded and reigning
I don't smoke, I don't drink
And her black hair framed a happy heart-shaped face
And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair
Shined at me frome the depths of her hair of deepest black
his wings
His throat it trembles when he sings
For he is helpless before you
The happy hooded bluebells bow
And bend their heads all a-down
Heavied
his wings
His throat it trembles when he sings
For he is helpless before you
The happy hooded bluebells bow
And bend their heads all a-down
Heavied
hope in walnut shells
Worn 'round the neck with temple bells
Or deep within some cloistered walls
Where hooded figures pray in halls?
Or crumbled books
facts
The roar of the machine
Hooded hearts and jeweled hands
And anger spilling out like gasoline
As a century ends
Everything I seen,
the escalators
And now darkness descends
Tony seize the control
He built his base in Edinburgh
He had on his hotel wall
A hooded friar on a tractor
He took a bluey
Morning breaks
Beyond the night
If she's worlds away
Through crowded streets
This quiet hooded stranger makes her break
Please excuse me
stellatundra
12 hunter's dream
13 faloop'njoompoola
14 zebranivem
15 spangladasha
16 albadune
17 hironocrashka
18 hooded-wept
Come on Joe, you've got 32
different trees
Black gloves, bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed
Ghost and [?] these, robbing the whole globe
Black polo, hooded, with Gucci wheels with
hooded forms appear
(Amidst fallen ruins
Grotesque creatures battle)
Shadowed on a screen
Yellow evil faces leer
(Vacant monuments
Corpses of dead worlds
And now that is said
Tony seized the control
He built his base in Edinburgh
Had on his hotel wall
A hooded friar on a tractor
He took a bluey and he
Caught up in my smells
Smell exotic [?] trees
Black love's bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed
[?]
Robbing the whole globe
Black polo, hooded, with
of mangled little listeners
The thoughts that hide your rusty scissors
And hooded men are swinging honesty across this violence
Obscurity has no hero
the land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing goods from the sea
A mountain hooded in snow
Now here's the execution all around your bed,
Are you gonna feel the axe blade, when it separates your head?
See the hooded man coming, may be
the land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing goods from the sea
A mountain hooded in snow
Throwing dust, throwing bullets (bullt), stunting on the po pull up
Top-off, car-hooded, this-South-Bronx-boogie
Owwww
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
from different trees
Black gloves, bullet's will fly when the 9's squeezed
Ghost and [?] these, robbing the whole globe
Black polo, hooded, with Gucci
his wings
His throat it trembles
When he sings
For he is helpless before you
The happy hooded bluebells bow
And bend their heads all a-down
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