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Lyrics for Mr. Sandman by Carlton Fisk:
| | | Artist: | Carlton Fisk |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Mr. Sandman | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 78 | | | | Lyrics: | Intro: RZA (singing by Blue Raspberry)
*bees buzzing*
*man screaming in torture*
This is... (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream)
Serious the craziest
... d da
(Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) day da
Danger dangerous... style
Verse One: RZA
Lyrical shots from the glock
bust bullet holes on the chops I want the number one
spot
With the science, of a giant
New York defiant, brutal like domestic violence
Silence of the Lambs, o-ccured when I slammed in
Foes grab their chairs, to be mad as
Ralph Cramden
Others come with shit, as silly as Art Carney
But my Tetley triplizes, more
kids than Barney
Never need for stress there's three bags of sess
a damn I rest, playing
chess, yes
My thoughts be sneaky like a crook from Brooklyn
When you ain't lookin, I take
the queen, with the rook then
I get vexed, layin phat trax on Ampex
Morphous God, gettin
drunk, off a Triple X
Violent time, I got more love than valentines
The violent mind, I
blast with a silent nine
Verse Two: Inspector Deck
My hazardous thoughts to cut
the mic's life support short
Brains get stained like tablecloths when I let off
Powerful,
poetry pushed past the point of no return
Leavin mics with third-degree burns
Let me at
'em, I cramp your style like a spasm
Track em through the mud then I bag em
We're
screaming hardcore, hip-hop drips out my balls
and I be raw, for four score plus seven more
I strike like a bowling ball, holding y'all hostage
like hail, electrifying the third rail
Peep the smash on paragraphs of ruckus
Wu-Tang (Clan ain't nuttin ta fuck wit)
Verse Three: Method Man
Hot time, summer in the city
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