Mr. Shadow - When the Wolf Cries lyrics

As I'm scoping out the middle, bow and arrow to my spinal

I hear the eagle calling as it's flying for it's final kill

I feel the sense of murder in my veins

Hiding bodies in turrains, night stalkers is the name

I read motherfuckers like a scripture, you see the picture

Your face down staring at the snake that bit ya

Hit ya with the feeling, I went in and brought em with death

Not even the Holy Spirit can hear em gasping for breath

Nothing left but a body, dangling, hanging from the tree

Evidence of struggle inflicted by me the young G

Out of America's finest, the 619 is your boundary

The county of the wicked's where you found me

I'm out thugging like a motherfucker

Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya

I ain't no killer but don't press your luck

Cuz if you're fucking with my ends it be like fucking with my blunt punk

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When the sun goes down you hear the wolf cry

Thugs don't die, we multiply

So put your money where your mouth is and handle business

Fuck a witness, become a victim of my hit list

Now check my status, I got these motherfuckers ducking

If you be owing me duckets you better pay before I start dumping

A little something for that ass to make you fly straight

If not I'll make your own people ship you in the wooden crate

The mental state of mine is strickly fuck a foe, fuck a hoe

Fuck everything around you that ain't making dough

I gotta hustle everyday, make sure I get my pay

My lady's getting bitchy cuz the baby's on the way

I pray to God that I make it through

Yeah, I know that I'm a fool but what the fuck is it to you

I used to sell dimes, quarters and ounces

Now I push keys overseas when I'm bouncing

Lounging in a different state, counting stacks

Worldwide ballers know that Shadow got the fat sacks

Packs of blunts being rolled up so busters when I show up

You know you're caught up in a fucking hold up

[Chorus x2]