O.C.

O.C. - The Crow lyrics

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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 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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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: FFRR

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Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Jewelz (1997)

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