O.C. - The CrowLyrics

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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 CHORUS: (2x) 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 unconsciousness 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 imagine 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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