The Shepard
The Shepard These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams for the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine ( dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard midnight walking thru the ghetto where project gouls settle blood and bone fall victim to fire and metal the street lights flicker and u start to feel sicker feel the shadows run upon ya makes ur heartbeat quicker Pavement tales, written in the cracks of the concrete, bullet shells are the letters that fall on the page beneath the end of time is the many lines that u read about a lives history obiturary punks think they tough so they be acting bold niggas say they hardbodied i'll show u how to get blood from a stone, Lost too many friends, walking the streets all alone, reap what u sow for my sins i.must atone but beware when the boogyman of rap be in the zone im not just a rappa my tongue is like magma im fire son got inferno lungs everytime i flow flamethrowers is what my rhymes become a man will be condemned according to his wisdom so those shots u send could be your death sentence These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams this is the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard he who increases knowledge increases more sorrow know what its like to take a life today you might not make it to tomorrow life can often be misunderstood dont let evil overcome u overcome evil with good be true and loyal have principles and morals 3 am dont pick up the phone when satan calls you find urself in the house of the devil instead of the house of judah shepard protects his flock my staff is a ruega i hunt the hunters you be scared to sleep freddy kruga thats deep put a couple flying stones thru ya goliaths couldnt fight with me predators after my sheep if we cross eyes best believe i leave them stiff and crossed eyed thats called taxidermy u heard me my skills r so abserd you must observe my sharp words are like knife work im in the cut and your in the butcher shop thats light work me who gon stop except God everybody else gon get chooped thats food network These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams these r the last words of the first fingers u red inbetween this is the forgotten reason for the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard i fight for my light i fight for my life i fight for my sheep i fight the night i fight, for my kids and i fight with might i fight to die cuz i fight for christ. i fight whats wrong cuz i fight for right pussy im not the type i dont bark i dont bite i just wait till you walk into my sight nigga get sniped
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The Shepard These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams for the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine ( dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard midnight walking thru the ghetto where project gouls settle blood and bone fall victim to fire and metal the street lights flicker and u start to feel sicker feel the shadows run upon ya makes ur heartbeat quicker Pavement tales, written in the cracks of the concrete, bullet shells are the letters that fall on the page beneath the end of time is the many lines that u read about a lives history obiturary punks think they tough so they be acting bold niggas say they hardbodied i'll show u how to get blood from a stone, Lost too many friends, walking the streets all alone, reap what u sow for my sins i.must atone but beware when the boogyman of rap be in the zone im not just a rappa my tongue is like magma im fire son got inferno lungs everytime i flow flamethrowers is what my rhymes become a man will be condemned according to his wisdom so those shots u send could be your death sentence These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams this is the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard he who increases knowledge increases more sorrow know what its like to take a life today you might not make it to tomorrow life can often be misunderstood dont let evil overcome u overcome evil with good be true and loyal have principles and morals 3 am dont pick up the phone when satan calls you find urself in the house of the devil instead of the house of judah shepard protects his flock my staff is a ruega i hunt the hunters you be scared to sleep freddy kruga thats deep put a couple flying stones thru ya goliaths couldnt fight with me predators after my sheep if we cross eyes best believe i leave them stiff and crossed eyed thats called taxidermy u heard me my skills r so abserd you must observe my sharp words are like knife work im in the cut and your in the butcher shop thats light work me who gon stop except God everybody else gon get chooped thats food network These r lost parables From a broken Theme These r hidden nightmares for everybody with hopes and dreams these r the last words of the first fingers u red inbetween this is the forgotten reason for the anger that made u rage agaisnt the machine dont u remember or did u wash ur bloody hands clean u can make urself forget but that doesnt make u better Ur still lost sheep in wolfs creek And im the shepard i fight for my light i fight for my life i fight for my sheep i fight the night i fight, for my kids and i fight with might i fight to die cuz i fight for christ. i fight whats wrong cuz i fight for right pussy im not the type i dont bark i dont bite i just wait till you walk into my sight nigga get sniped
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