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 k** I feel the sense of murder in my veins Hiding bodies in turrains, night stalkers is the name I read motherf**kers 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 d**h 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 motherf**ker Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya I ain't no k**er but don't press your luck 'cause if you're f**king with my ends it be like f**king with my blunt punk (Chorus x2) 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 F**k a witness, become a victim of my hit list Now check my status, I got these motherf**kers ducking If you be owing me duckets you better pay before I start dumping A little something for that a** 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 f**k a foe, f**k a hoe F**k everything around you that ain't making dough I gotta hustle everyday, make sure I get my pay My lady's getting b**hy 'cause 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 f**k 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 f**king hold up (Chorus x2)