Like babies cold in sleep Caught in sleep [spoken] destined... pebbles... let me fall quickly into sin in turn...rain on my warriors... let thunder cry out
Hear Em Bouncin Off The Walls Trying To Drive Me Insane) Some Where In There Where My Fantasy Forms Evil Thoughts Cross My Mind Thought Out The Chorse Of My Dreamlike Day
nothing but bad news And things about the future that might make you confused I remember way back in the day At the age of 13 before moms passed away The dreams
be a juggalo till' my very last breathe) And you hate to see! (These hatchet men upon out chests) Come and play with me.. Warriors come out and play,
loose pins and a strait jacket A maverick classed in a bunk category They had him parallel with a tattered glory division (I could devil drink dreams out
at end Can't help but reminisce A cold spring day, so long ago When we set out to sea We set out from Svitjod's shores With dreams of fame and gold
of justice Virtues of men, yawns! Down and out Losing my head Like a dream you're returning Back from the dead-awake! Shadows will fade some day
of men, yawns! Down and out Losing my head Like a dream you're returning Back from the dead - Awake! Shadows will fade some day All the heroes go down
cyar crush me out nor roll me like wheel Rasta ah no orange fi dem run come peel Uno tell mi if uno ever check how people feel Work every day and yet
'll never know You set that mood when we groove and prove a show The name of the game is survive and prove your flow You can't out take Jurassic syllable
now until the day that I die Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes That with this music I will bring my dream to life Stressed the F out, losin' my mind
mother that held a son in the street bleedin' Cryin' the song of sorrow to dark and deep for speakin' Just a moment outside the day to day struggle To
Desperado always drinkin' out the bottle Young hyena with the HK hollow point staple spray Turf tight, soil block warrior from the avenue Mean muggin'
This is the best time of the day?the dawn The final cleansing breath unsullied yet By acrid fume or death?s cacophony The rank refuse of unchained
was a planet engulfed by the sea No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree No rock jutted out from the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out the changing
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree No rock jutted out from the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out the changing of seasons No animals dwelt
can locked you out In your world, your fallacy I don't want desolate Isle of debris Sister superior, witch is on her winged flight Nightmare dream
Warriors on horseback from out of the sky coming to take you away Your life as it stands now in their hands it lies you won't live another full day man