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Check out the scheme of a dream, thick fog all around me Standing in a tunnel of blood, hounds surround me Shadow of a child, my eyes visualize and figure And as you walked backwards the shadow grew bigger Temptation made me curios to follow it All fear in my heart, at that point I done swallowed it State like trance as I reach out my hand You wore an overcoat robe, face was disclosed Now was this a dream or reality I was about to become one of Satan`s fuckin fatalities In silence, I hear the wings of a black crow flappin The bird lands, then appears a man Very sleek in physique, stood about six feet Dispute was jet black I had to step back His dimeanor wasn`t pure, I knew this for sure He had a diseased look that the world couldn`t cure I`m forzen, the fear returned to my body Heart pumpin so fast, I thought I was goin into cardiac arrest I wake up in a cold sweat, wifey sleepin on my left sound asleep I peep around the room then I make a sudden jest A feather from a black crow was beside my pillow Was it a sign from God to repute for the things that I did in my lifetime Now my soul`s on the line I`m puzzled, spark up a Newport Then I take a fall in hell it`s the cancer Then I try and find an answer
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My wisdom that I`m droppin is- Is somethin like a doctor and Necessary like oxygen I`m seein who`s my opposite And who`s my aid in life So let`s attract and repell Third rate government they tryin to seize the world
Day like a rose, the wind is blowin hard against the window Pull up the blinds there sits the crow I back up fast heart beatin massive Lost my breath, collapsin fallin on the mattress I went into a state of unconciousness Open my eyes up, I`m layin on the dark street Leaves blowin in the breezes, Jesus I on the street like a nightmare I take flight, a bird through the air While I`m wingin it I see all sorts of chaos Dead bodies, burned buildings turned over cars Uh-uh, seein visions of an all out war Territory factors, picture escape from New York Gun fire, blomb flowin, nerve gas a-flowin Just imagin whole race of Harlem gaurds showin Realizin I was havin out-of-body experience Return to my physical and wake up tense Layin in the hospital as I figured the riddle G-O-D was throwin at me paranormally so Givin sight beyond sight about the world we know A preminition that I saw through the eyes of a pro
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