(feat. Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope)
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Ia¢æ¢âm fuckin walkin
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Ia¢æ¢âm fuckin walkin out in the moon light
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After midnight searching for you
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[Boondox:]
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Out After midnight searchin lerkin hurtin howlin
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At the fuckin moon I watch the neighbors closing curtains turning
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Out the porch lights and I dona¢æ¢ât even know why
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On a stroll all alony like nobodies gonna die
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Ia¢æ¢âm just looking for the answers to the questions that im asking
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More lost then when I started darted
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This means that time is passing barely grasping
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To the moment and irrational thoughts
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And this prescription in my pocket got me feeling distraught
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Its just a matter of time I feel my brain is growing vacant
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What the fuck is going on Ia¢æ¢âm like an old timers patient
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And this situation it seems like deja vu
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I wish I had an explanation and I pray I knew
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How I got to where Ia¢æ¢âm going what Ia¢æ¢âm trying to find
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Looking for my sanity but I lost my fuckin mind
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No where to be found I think I need some fuckin help
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Walking after midnight and Ia¢æ¢âm searching for myself
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[Chorus:]
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Ia¢æ¢âm fucking walking (fucking walking)
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Out in the moonlight (through the darkness)
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After midnight (hay)
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Searching for you (Ia¢æ¢âm trying to find you)
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[Violent J:]
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Right foot over left
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Left foot over right
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I let my dog out to piss in the middle of the night
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In my backyard illuminated by the moonlight
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Was a women in the haze and from the back shea¢æ¢âs looking tight
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Worry not he dona¢æ¢ât bite but why are you in my yard miss
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She waved me on to fallow and then ran into the darkness
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All I had on were slippers still a gave a chase
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Fallowing an angle and I have yet to see her face
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With ease she passes through trees her gown blows in the breeze
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Ia¢æ¢âm slapping though puddles and scratching up my knees
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Please tell me your name and where the hell where headed
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To the cemetery where the answers are imbedded on her tombstone
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Shea¢æ¢âs home
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She stopped running
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I finally caught up and was about to ask something
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When she turned around a demon
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A snake for a tongue
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And it bite me food for the dead Ia¢æ¢âve become
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[Chorus 2x:]
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Ia¢æ¢âm fucking walking (fucking walking)
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Out in the moonlight (through the darkness)
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After midnight (hay)
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Searching for you (Ia¢æ¢âm trying to find you)
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[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
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Whata¢æ¢âs ding-a-linging nothing in my drawer
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Chasing after that dragon but not the hara boy
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Its big and shinny and dripping with blood
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Whya¢æ¢âd I do
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Because I said that I could
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Now my only problem Ia¢æ¢âm looking for that tool
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When I hit him with it all I seen was dripping n drool
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But I put it somewhere
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Where
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We can all guess
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The simple fact is I blacked out and slit her neck
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Back to the problem at hand
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Memories of motherf**ker wit him looking for that murder weapon
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If I had recollection I wouldna¢æ¢ât have to sweat police
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Now my drawers are open sweating trying to find this piece
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I cant miss it if I see it wooden handle shinny edge
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shredding it every angle as if I jump off a league
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Picking through the leaves digging through the dirt
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Hiding every breath Ia¢æ¢âm talking Ia¢æ¢âm gonna make this shit work
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[Chorus 2x:]
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Ia¢æ¢âm fucking walking (fucking walking)
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Out in the moonlight (through the darkness)
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After midnight (hay)
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Searching for you (Ia¢æ¢âm trying to find you)
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Walking After Midnight
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| Boondox |
