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(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain) (transcribed by colin ford) Oh!! Well I climbed through the fence, out with the (? ), head for
the crab is my zodiac sign F.L. is the crew, I'ma let my light shine We multi-faceted, feel good pharmacist at this Now listen to the lyricist cease
running Reigning in the sun And seizing every night and day by the tail Hunters always linger at the den where you lay Frothing at the mouth every night
to match When it comes to rap peers, I don't even have a match Like a smoker lookin' for a light, patch in they jacket flaps Raised by the old schools,
death will be All ways near, flight sky feel' brighten clean dark at night I am's I am shore Life lite feet pass by light, life by light wish have one
Yeah, I ain't gon' lie, though Like, bitch come at me, you know what I'm sayin'? She gotta be on her shit, real boss shit You feel me? We ain't
Thrashed! Thrashed by the viscous hunters from the depths! Whiplash! Pulled under hoping you can hold your breath! Red Waves! Stained crimson, now you're
got God by my side in my new life No longer need to walk in fear 4 footsteps, Savior and God is here No good, yep, Savior evolved this year From
why I still feel the same way I did when I was 17 I still look over my shoulder waitin' for the world to change But these are the good old days
you tender, oh, you know that, baby (you're so good to me) So come with me tonight Oh, it's alright I'm touchin' your body Nothin' feels better,
going on Somebody tell me what's going on I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh Nelly: What's going on 'cross seas, every minute a child dies by this disease
dies by this disease In record numbers indeed Got momma's crying out please My baby hold on My child ain't done nothing wrong Still I want to holler Ask
dies by this disease In record numbers indeed Got momma's crying out please My baby hold on My child ain't done nothing wrong Still I want to holler Ask
I still have my own problems, can't explain this How I fuck a rich nigga, bitch, without a chain on me Wouldn't love good times if I ain't have no
surround me Haunted by the dead of night I feel, suddenly I'm changing Shift under the pale moonlight You can't know what it's like To change so quickly
I'm different Too high, head feel like I'm flippin' It's about time I ain't snapped in a minute She arch her back like her spine wasn't in it I give it
it'll make sense that I'm the hunter And it cost a pretty buck And if you don't care, well that's good 'Cause lately I been running out of fucks
stronghold: I Folds down, I arise I'm in. Hunter awakened The sun is burning holes in my eyes, (you feel it?x4) You look away while I'm homing in You can run
evidence for If these things are what you mean by God Then I believe in God but I Don't believe in a personal God to whom I look for comfort or for a Natural
is traumatic Oh he wasn't ready Got hit in the face Now his brain's is spaghetti Oh got a Chop by my side And I told I'm deadly Oh got a grip on a semi
hunter so you know she want some more Green light ina' four by four door Shotgun no passenger (Shhh) He run AOL like messenger Red beam headshot he feel
A couple of words and like Peaches & Herb We'll be reunited and it feel so hood Got the whole world sayin' "How He still so good?" Well I do this in my
room (shh) I remember you from school, nigga, you a ho guy I don't think nobody got the balls that I got (no) Shotgun hunter, had his whole clique
at the combine And I ain't just talking tough, None of my niggas don't talk much Drive-bys and walk-ups, walk off, don't give fuck Real niggas, no half-steppin,
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