Lyrics:
Talking bout KC Know I be chiefin' Smokin' ah hybrid, J1, sativa Call me old school With ah pager and beeper Pushing it playa Call me gamekeeper Get
I'm a gamekeeper lost in the woods Lost in the woods, lost in the woods Won't you help me get out of these woods Out of these woods, out of these woods
you will feed on demons in your mind" Here comes a soul again A soul of damned darkness He takes the challenge with smiling eyes But the gamekeeper
dead Rhe gamekeeper's found without his head. His body was torn like tissue paper A hidden peg-leg found years later.
long since dead The gamekeeper's found without his head His body was torn like tissue paper a hidden peg-leg found years later
on dragonfly wings And the gamekeeper fairy who lives in a mushroom nearby Plays a lute made of pinewood & oak and plucks cotton wool strings The last
Catherine... Healing the Rose in purest snow white see the sweeper You be the lady fair Darkest Joy be your gamekeeper In our Gethsemane there's no betrayer
He is a Legendary Withered Feral Ghoul, Ghoul Reaper Coming down the hallway, he's a real creeper Trynna run game, but I am the gamekeeper Give him
evening a plan they made With trap and snare and with finger in their ear, by the gamekeepers were waylaid For the singing of folk songs out of season
of the gamekeeper Mischievous and flighty Acting high and mighty Call out politely Birds of a feather rise And swarm like mayflies Cawing their battle cries
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