When The Wolf Cries Lyrics - Mr. Shadow

As I'm scoping out the middle, bow and arrow to my spinal 

I hear the eagle calling as it's flying for it's final kill 

I feel the sense of murder in my veins 

Hiding bodies in turrains, night stalkers is the name 

I read motherfuckers like a scripture, you see the picture 

Your face down staring at the snake that bit ya 

Hit ya with the feeling, I went in and brought em with death 

Not even the Holy Spirit can hear em gasping for breath 

Nothing left but a body, dangling, hanging from the tree 

Evidence of struggle inflicted by me the young G 

Out of America's finest, the 619 is your boundary 

The county of the wicked's where you found me 

I'm out thugging like a motherfucker 

Making a living, I'm unforgiven, you best believe I'll buck ya 

I ain't no killer but don't press your luck 

'cause if you're fucking with my ends it be like fucking with my blunt punk 

[Chorus x2] 

When the sun goes down you hear the wolf cry 

Thugs don't die, we multiply 

So put your money where your mouth is and handle business 

Fuck a witness, become a victim of my hit list 

Now check my status, I got these motherfuckers ducking 

If you be owing me duckets you better pay before I start dumping 

A little something for that ass to make you fly straight 

If not I'll make your own people ship you in the wooden crate 

The mental state of mine is strickly fuck a foe, fuck a hoe 

Fuck everything around you that ain't making dough 

I gotta hustle everyday, make sure I get my pay 

My lady's getting bitchy 'cause the baby's on the way 

I pray to God that I make it through 

Yeah, I know that I'm a fool but what the fuck is it to you 

I used to sell dimes, quarters and ounces 

Now I push keys overseas when I'm bouncing 

Lounging in a different state, counting stacks 

Worldwide ballers know that Shadow got the fat sacks 

Packs of blunts being rolled up so busters when I show up 

You know you're caught up in a fucking hold up 

[Chorus x2]