I got to be
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be dreaming yeah
Ain't nothing to see here
I got to be
I got to be
I got to be yeah
Thought you a hunter now you the hunted
Most of these rapper won't keep it a hundred
We in the workshop chilling we blunted
Passing the Henny now all of us buzzing uh
Check my dress code
Long black trench coat
Keep my brim low uh
I fuck with Nekros
Keeping it real though that's my kinfolk uh
We are both great ones
Came for the seance
Life in a nightmare paid off
Pocket watch same hip as the blade on
Who the facade trying to play God uh
This bit of casual chaos
Slaying the demon a day job
We are not cut from the same cloth
You are better run when the shade falls
All of its bone chilling
Spiders fall from the ceiling
Skin crawl from the feeling
We fixing to make a killing
Lord willing I'ma get it
Real name no gimmick
Callon B no beginner
Bloodshed the agenda
You best be attentive
Underworld Lieutenant yeah
We them Scholars
Madman knowledge
Laughing headed towards my coffin
The Za Warudo mansion's haunted
After hours I'm a Monster
I'm a put 'em through the gauntlet
Ayahuasca in my goblet
Stuff my dreads in my toboggan
You know I'm off it
Yeah sip accursed brew in a church pew
Evil outside there's curfew
Outta my mind an my virtues
Feel like the last one
You wouldn't even believe what had happened
You couldn't even begin to imagine
Yeah I see the world how it really is
I hear the voices I think I'm delirious
I walk a path so perilous
Yeah wage war with the heretics
Know I speak from experience
All rise the Imperium
Hive Mind is more of a myriad
All my dreams they in sight
All I need this insite
Pull up and this shit on sight
Blood moon in the sky
You can run but you can't hide
Lit the lantern
Hit a lick and then I vanish
Hunter's mark I got it branded
Carol runes for the advantage
Blood let em' left him rancid
I reside in healing churches
Oh but I ain't here to worship
I'm exterminating vermin
Bitch I'm in beast mode
Pop one ain't no placebo
Pop off hop back and reload
All of em bleed slow
If you knew the things that we know
Things that I seen through the key hole
This shit a call beyond
I just wanna find where I belong
Death and despair what an ambiance
If I come up short it was all for naught
You can get bitch slapped with a augur arm
Whew whew whew whew yeah
Keep talking that shit at the Comic Con
Blow phantom shells at your entourage
An I know you can't even fuck with my folk
Scarecrow out in the field with my woes
Werewolf howl and the fangs they might show
Bat shit baby you already know
Yeah I see the world how it really is
I hear the voices I think I'm delirious
I walk a path so perilous
Yeah wage war with the heretics
Know I speak from experience
All rise the Imperium
Hive Mind is more of a myriad
All my dreams they in sight
All I need this insite
Pull up and this shit on sight
Blood moon in the sky
You can run but you can't hide


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Hunter's Dream Lyrics as written by Callon Nanny

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    My interpretation is that, while doing what you think is right you may become what you despise. if anyone else see's more please let me know.

    Mastermike89on March 29, 2010   Link

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