[Mr. Shadow]
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I follow you
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All of you
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Every single one of you
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Shadow be the man with the plan
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That'll shadder you
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Flatter you, with my style
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Let me show you how
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We do it down south
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Yeah, we do it down south
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Buildin clout is what it's all about
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You know the route
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Triple 6 burn the cruisifix
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Bringin heat to snitches
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In ditches I throw em
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These bitches I show em
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I'm sicker then a virus
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When I slide this bomb
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And blow em, apart
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The cause be showin futures and paths
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And how many of my rivals
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I'ma put inside the past
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Outlast any mothafucka in a confrontation
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You wanna meet your maker
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Then you're killer's who you're facin
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Like Jason
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I sock them sons of bitches through the night
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Gotta do the krime right
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So I'm turnin off the light
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Surprise I'm no where to be found
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Not a sound heard
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All you feel is the blitz
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Like you're swiggin off the Thunderbird
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Vision's gettin blurry
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And now you're in a hurry
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To make a get away
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But your ass is gonna stay
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Cause I say so
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I let's go, my trigger has not heart
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And I'm standin in the dark
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Bout to blow your ass apart
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Fool
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[Chorus]
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Who am I
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The stalker of your life
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You wanna fuck around
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Then you have to pay the price
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6 feet deep in a mothafuckin hole
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I'm takin on your soul
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Now you got now where to go
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[2x]
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[Mr. Shadow]
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I can feel the anger rushin in vein
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And in my brain I'm hearin voices
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Got no choices
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I call my boys to bring the pain
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Mary Jane got me trippin
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Got me thinkin nothin but the worst
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How I want these mothafuckas
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Wrapped in plastic ridin in a hearse
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But first you re-inverst me
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What you owe you oughtta know
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That nothin's free
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You're payin me to seperate you from your soul
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The Lord told me that I'm unforgiven to the death
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So the sins that I be doin
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Will guarentee your last breath
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In the middle of the night
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When you hear the dogs bark
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You know I'm in your park
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You can feel it in your heart
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Start to pray say your hail mary's
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Try to call the father
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But that won't do a damn thing
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I put that on my daughter
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See I rode with them fools
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That be kcikin up dust
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Blad headed individuals
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Turnin fools into a was
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The cause of death is never revealed
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Only you and I know what I do and what you feel
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But still I never leave a trace
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Evidence erased
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Place the weapon in your hand
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And makin suicide your case
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But wait you see the star that's on my chest
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5 pointed don't disapoint me
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Or I'll put that ass to rest, punk
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[Chorus]
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[Mr. Shadow]
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It's a quater after 12
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And I know the game well
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Got to keep the clientel
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So I sell the shit that smells
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To hell I send you
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And no once can defend you
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The Lord can't hear your prayers
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So a demon's what he sent you
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Remember me the craziest
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You know me by my allias
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Those bitches that betray
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Got the NEGATIVE BEHAVIOR
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Your savior is diein
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Mothafucka stop tryin
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I'm standin right behind ya
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So lay on the ground
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And stay quiet
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You're cryin like a bitch
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Beggin me to let you leave
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Cause at home you got a wife
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And a mothafuckin kid
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I don't forgive I don't forget
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I'll never let you disrespect
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And if you do I'm after you
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Now there ain't shit that you can do
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Mothafucka I'm comin from down under
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I'm makin fools wonder
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Why I make em fall like thunder
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Cause I'ma
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Sick ass son of a witch
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Grantin em death wishes
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Bitches be blowin them death kisses
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Quick to be dismissin
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You ghost
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And then I give a toast
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I suppose
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To the many dead thugs
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Who lived their lives as kriminals
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And then I give a grin
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After doin all my sins
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Second month of 99
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Is when this hell on earth begins
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Mothafucka
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[Chorus]
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Stalker of the Night
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Mr. Shadow |