Lyrics:
You ain't never seen life through the eyes of a killer
Same eyes looking at me, that's the guy in the mirror
High to the day I die, this how I'm
palms tree outta Miami ,blowing throughout the seven seas/iz shot flowing by the bumblebee's clean all the honey out my dream jive left no hive's to contrived a
consistent
All these hints and clues are a line short of spilling truth
But you'll see what you wanna see
You oughtta know by now, something's not quite right
rollin' ten deep
And shove this shoe up in your shit far as ten feet
Creep by creep cause I'm in this shit deep
Never ever caught slippinn' bitch cause I
by the water you'll see her footprints in the sand
'Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne
They never found her body, just her diary
Satan's fiery lake, then I lock the gate
Make no mistake, this shit as real as Joe, we follow the killer's code
When we come for you, tell me where will
by the water you'll see her footprints in the sand
'Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne
They never found her body, just her diary
maniacal arsonry
Every mic I spit on get scorched by the fiery
Live wirey, real life from my diary
Of a madman, I'mma son of a Sandman
Bringin' you a dream
know what I mean?
God love us hood niggas (I know)
'Cause next to Jesus on the cross was the crook niggas (I know)
And the killers, God love us hood
a hospital they arrest a porter
Looking really pleased, 'cos they've caught the killer
Take him to the station
Lock him in a cell
Then they start to question
magic, floating through the air,
Peace,Love,One thing leads into another
Dream big,Aim small
Man you gotta love her
She's got her hopes up
Got 'em up
to pierce the heavens
The immortal killer kami
My people faced me
They kamikaze
Joseph had to work with some nazis
Just to try stop me
Anybody cross me I'll
Shadows on the wall,
Keep me awake through the night,
Faceless man in his chair,
Writing the diary of my life
By the words written in the air,
posterity and as you might see I'm uprooted deeply
But I can replant because I don't resent a new opportunity
Dream diary, empty pages have been filled for
Dream better days free from this
Every nights I talk to diary and she saids
I got bored with you you're always same
Your think and words go round
a killer beware girl
I treat you right baby i thought you deserved it
I gave you my all and I get where I hate me
And wonder, what I did wrong?
Life's
see her footprints in the sand
'Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne
They never found her body
Just her diary by her bed
It told about
We're killers of souls
How can we go on?
We know things they don't even dream
And it's like we already made history
Somehow I'm enjoying my time
But I
got head in the clouds and the days are passing by me
Pretending I know what I do don't mind me
Feeling pressure and flow of the time crashing my dream
In a room all alone waiting by the telephone
With a tear in his eye and a pen in his hand
So begins the diary of a working man
He'd been poor
If you got a dream you gotta aim high
Never bothered by anyone cause I'm gonna try
Was scared of taking risk that's where my heads at
But I've come
killers at night
Like chupacabra on the farmers land cattle and white
Support life by drinking oxygen blood on the knife.
The fear and the loss of common
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
me show you what the MAC do (come on)
If you don't know by now, then you slippin'
I'm on some bullshit that's got me jackin', niggas flippin'
Let my
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