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Wolves ft. Jus Allah Lyrics

Ft: Jus Allah
Produced By: Anabolic

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[Verse 1: Poetic Death]

Full moon apocalypse/
And that's the scenery/

Word around the village Is/
Somebody's now a memory/
I'm guilty as charged/
But I've been hiding from the sunlight/
Identity not conclusive dwelling' in the night life/
She had a little problem so I solved it/
Believe me/
Had thoughts of suicide/
And so I'd make them a reality/

These casualties are actually a fantasy/
Corrupted mind states are entertaining to your majesty/

Blasphemy/
She read about the death within the paper/
And figured she will lock her front and back doors/
And that would make her life safer/

But little darling/
This ain't a horror movie/
And the villain doesn't get caught/
The world will keep spinning/
That's a fact number seven/
Because you woke up on the concrete/

Police investigations filing an unsolved mystery/
According to the photos left the scene a bloody misery/
Forgot the gasoline tank to blow away the scenery/

She's moving/
I could of sworn I felt another presence/
The night is still young/
And I've been covering my footprints/

What a perfect image but I have to regress/
And leave your body to the night life
For the wolves to digest/


[Verse 2 Jus Allah:]

I was searching for the person missing/
I was trying to divert the suspicion/

I overheard/
Got word of the perfect position/

The murder hadn't occurred/
I reversed the decision/

She's a little beat up/
But in working condition/
Slight damage she was in an apparent collision/

I took advantage/
Didn't ask for her parent's permission/

They're a terror at that age/
They refuse to listen/

She'll be safe under my care and supervision/
Talked to all my two friends and abuse victims/
I've done it plenty of times/
It's a proven system/

I'm insane/
I was raised in a crazy family/
Where we kill our own kind like Casey Anthony/
Family comes first/
Murder at a close second/
I don't know how I manage to keep them both separate/
I keep it all to the stubs from what's mine/
I want to keep all of the blood and the bloodline/


[Hook: Poetic Death]

Yo this world is an illusion/
And I'm it's execution/

We take flight/
Stalking our victims under the moonlight/
So dare you take a gamble/
And sacrifice your life/
Just another rotten body to the grave site/

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