Mr. Shadow - Harvester of Sorrow lyrics

rate me

[Devil]

Yeah.......

It's that 1 triple 9 for that ass

Out the west side of the 619 area

[Mr. Shadow]

I think I'm goin crazy

Lately I've been feelin the need

To submit a mothafuckin

Into pain and make him bleed

Smokin weed with all my crooks

Let me tell you how it looks

First we pray em we slay em

Then we hang em from the hooks

Readin books on black magic

It get's tradgic when I curse

May the lord of hell be with you

While you're ridin in a hearse

Tottin a toe tag inside of a human zip-lock

I be the witch doc

You wanted to be my competition

Now it's pitch dark

In you coffin as coughin

Off the doujha that I'm chokin

Lynchin mothafuckas

For the actions their provokin

Taken a fake individual

Teach em lesson they'll never forget

I'm the mister pain inflicter

From the pits I bring you death

Smith and West out one to your chest

Took your breath layed you to rest

Mr. Shadow pages are read

Of the bald head thug claimin the west

Blessed with the preyer of the sick

Triple 6 a 19

Hittin blunts and getting blitz trick

[Chorus: Devil]

It's the harvestor of sorrows

You care for no tomorrow

Eyes are being hollowed

The days are being borrowed

Follow me the Shadow

Through the valley of the lost

You play the game of life

So you have to pay the cost

[Repeat 2x]

[Mr. Shadow]

Death wish granted

Expiren these ass holes

Makin mothafuckas take cover

Hold one another

Cause they know I blast hoes

Now who knows where I'm gonna be strikin next

Hope for the best but expect the rest

To be the worst encounter

Of the hour now we're in the west

It's the Shadow over castin

Blastin any body that askin questions

Actions of a soldier fuck your thoughts

I'll rise your blood preasure

You're in the room for emergencies

Soon you'll feel the tendecies

To slice your throat avoidin facing me

You're makin me lose my temper

Don't you remember

I'm still the Woptown Crazy

San Diego county gang member

I'm in this business if you like it or not

I'm that physco mothafucka

Selling units like rocks

I plot history makin events

Like blowin up your convelense homes

And I am known for using

Dianomite and silicon

I'm on a mission and it just don't stop

So when I cock the glock you better drop

Or catch a hot one to your knot

Bitch

[Chorus]

[Mr. Shadow]

I see the darkness it my heart

When I blow mothafuckas domes apart

I make em collapse perhaps

You wanna be another tourture

For my staff so I bust a cap

And it's like that

I'm at the cemetry smokin weed

With 12 other demons

And with me it's 13

I got the gilotine

For them back stabbin sluts

Decappitation is a must

And you know in death is who we trust

So bust slugs if you can

And if it jams then your fucked

The Planet of the Evil

Leads to where we bust

[Chours]