2 Skinnee J's
2 Skinnee J's - Sergeant Stiletto lyrics
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takes me to the edge of panic now I?m caught in the plot that was thought up satanic like Mayo -Dayo, daylight comes and I wanna get home before I?m burnt by the sun. I wanna be free in peace love and harmony, but my veranda be vanishing like carbon see check the scripture a picture emerges now its shined with the twelfth sign of the seventh sturgeons. And the first is a sleeper steeped in the force of the dark side is striked but hold up hell horse. And the source be above the law like Sir Gal. The thought of their stare raised my hair like the dog. Now he stalks where I walks setting soldiers at the border and hopes to catch Gueverra actin outta order. And the fact is I was kidnapped thrown in the back of the unmarked van destination unknown in league with the entry got an Oliver Stone. We?re starting revolutions 33 and 1/3, you?re mine now, was all I heard. In the jurisdiction marked of the prediction, cuz the truth stranger than fiction from the get go the watcher said so beware Sgt. Stiletto. J Gueverra takes the fifth to those who would drag me under like coyote to roadrunner, now the population faces incarceration while select serpents reach certain circles of illumination. Looking over my shoulder, I?m seeing shadows on the walls. I?m turning pallid at the thoughts of the gallows. Seven gables zooming for me cant neglect the connection, Seven are the sides on the cross on the pendulum, Stiletta, the name of the nemesis Gueverra, I?m trapped in the labyrinth. Assassins be passing me and I amongst their midst, before my name is known I slip into the mist, I exist the Specialist who persists to vent the secret entrance I decipher the hieroglyphs TADA the creek before reveals a door VOILA and I emerge into the crypt. In the jurisdiction marked of the prediction, cuz the truth stranger than fiction from the get go the watcher said so beware Sgt. Stiletto. Now I?m strapped to the rack and the terrors on, God damn I feel like the man from the marathon, I gotta bust out or I?m Dustin like Hoffman and I feel like the mino shit I?m lost. The little keys unlock the mysteries unknown, I roam these catacombs like Jones. I float like a butterfly see revenge like superfly and I got high be on like sky. I?m making a date with the undertaker as Stiletta sends me out to meet my maker. I charge that cigar that comes like Kool-Aid and I bust through the wall like a Big Jim Slim. You trip the switch and you fall through the trap, your friends are falling in and you can?t get em back, there?s a dragon underground you heard the bellow, beware Sgt. Stiletto. In the jurisdiction marked of the prediction, cuz the truth stranger than fiction from the get go the watcher said so beware