the beat im Wes Craven but im eastside till i reside in the grave and you come in my basement and see the bodies im savin bloodbath flow yes its time
When sad, we sing a mournful tune Like creatures baying at the moon But we all dance when things are fine Yes, even Doctor Frankenstein Ah, ha ha! Ha,
never liked no superficial hero Now this joint is fat, so spark up that fat joint And yes, you best believe I'm born again to prove my point To say the
Oh, I can feel his beating wings Tell every creature of the night The kill is around the bend Nightwing flies again, yeah Tell every creature of the night, yes
nine hundred to a gram get you twenty eight grams if you talkin about bricks im the inter-state man and the women say damn but them niggas dont say
brand new shit 9 hundred to a grand get ya 28 grams if u talkin bout bricks im the interstate man & the women say damn, the niggaz dont say a damn
The Marionette She has velvet claws She pulls the strings In this city of whores The Marionette pulls the strings You say ?yes? You bend, she wins The
Sherwood Forest Or an African scene The Marionette She has velvet claws She pulls the strings In this city of whores The Marionette pulls the strings You say yes
see The road was callin' and I was on my way Yes, the road was callin' and I was on my way So don't talk, don't say nothin' I've just grabbed my things
Oh yes! Lets go to that new place, with a name a bit like that place, where the famous get so out of their face, they die of fatal cocktails all chemically
a robo-monkey had chewed it like a goat. And a big hole remained at the bottom of our craft, as it began to sink, the robo-creatures laughed. Then
every once in a while there is a shooting star people say they're good luck, but even if they are there's not a star in motion that could help me now
on believin' Just gotta keep believin' 'Cos just when it seems all over Say, help is on the way Say, yes say I gotta keep on, don't stop no Hey, just say
hide I know I let you down in so many ways I know that sorry doesn't tell you What you need me to say But, I would die for you baby Yes, I would die
Hey Mom, there's something in the backroom I hope it's not the creatures from above You used to read me stories As if my dreams were boring We all know
Intro:[krs] Yes all ruffneck youth hold tight All brooklyn man hold tight All uptown crew hold tight All bronx man seckle I.c.u. in da house, darren in
male baby i'm all bull when i drop my pans off she's like dam yes its all wood don't worry girl its all good even thou it look like a creature from out