Warcloud - Sleepwalker Drive-In Theater lyrics

(Movie Sample) And as Head of Scotland Yard I must warn you that there are only two courses which can be taken Either I formally charge you with murder and send you to the galloms or to have you committed to an institution for the criminally insane (Chorus x2: Skarekrow) Feel the energy beyond the galaxy Skarekrow beats (Skarekrow) Black misery, tame grain misery Miserable suffering and agony Gonna make it my way 'til the motherf**in' cemetery Early in the day I seen an old man pick up a casket and hurl a hearse by itself, I found myself I found myself hidin' behind tombstones I'm too stoned lookin' for Warcloud Smugglin' Booze in the Graveyard I pick locks with skeleton bones (Warcloud) My raps is Rikers Island, Gino, Sing-Sing and Attica Alcatraz, dark Christmas club, great gats about to blast Drenched in blood,??? statesmen, hunger waits, and woah Cider house, great war memoirs, avenue of the strongest He owns red, white and blue dragons, and in my back yard Red black and green windmills that's so shiny Mechanic planet static is clammy down in Miami The field is covered with blood but its only the light of sunset Molecules, bat like biter blue, I polish j**els Dummy, I come from a planet of luxuriant mummies Throwin' crummy dollars at you, slit open tummies Your whole crew is chummy, I'm tending my vampire bunnies Bloody, ultimate exquisite heavy swords split finger, click for demolition Chorus x2 (Nu3tron) Nu3trons bind his physics, catch an aneurism Slip with equal MCs and swear "come prepared!" With black dairy smile meanwhile slip projectile Apricots for duck, my Kingdom is low we f** Been twisted in the whole night, drunken myself inside of it, rip through the body armour Drop a dirty blade microphone, I'll save lake man made muddy swamp thing Ultra jaw breakering chomping, young tiger pronting and taunting Add up the bluie dark matter, escape with my black ladder (Vulgar) Lyricism elevates mental state as it fakes brave and torment My conscience be a f**ed up remake to mystory like the Stone Henge Don't play me for layin' MC's in gla** fence So you get the clear picture, motherf**er Of who's dead, type of vocab that pumps lead Finish scitso face since my name was said Causing me to be the MC who's sick in the head Drum kicks like Bruce Lee Physically parting bones from body like Moses Potty The red seat, hardcore click monopoly Monopolising the whole galaxy, elevate on Skarekrow's beats Elevate on Skarekrow's beats