O.c. - The Crow lyrics

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Check out the scheme of a dream, thick fog all around me

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

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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