Over 390,000 song lyrics online now! artist browse | track browse | search | random lyric | submit lyric | contact us   BROWSE LYRICS: A B C D E F G H I J K L N M O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z SEARCH LYRICS: Find: SITE STATS: - 391,174 lyrics - 3,551 artists Viewing Lyrics for So: Artist: War buy from Album: Unknown Track: So   Date Added: 18/10/2007 Rating:     < rate > 1 out of 5 2 out of 5 3 out of 5 4 out of 5 5 out of 5    Views: 263   Lyrics: [Intro: Warcloud] You find ya self devoured by woodland creatures Lightin' matches under my hat, ghost pirates Frosty mug of rum [Warcloud] Old Los Angeles, heroin epidemics I bust slugs, they love to figure skate through me We had a merry war, turn M.C.'s to cannon boys I carved Wu-Tang in the tie, you heard the stabbin' noise Raw head breaks, snake eater of dungeon A web of dead bodies in the sewer, underground London Passion in the desert, my guns'll love backwards Just around the royal staircase, he runs laughter Just around the royal staircase, he runs laughter My forearm is made out of rifles that bust factor And pop might murder the woman in the here after I laugh cuz I'm a pirate, shot you twice in the abdomen Then opened up the back of his head, like a cabinet The blood sprained into my face And ran down my revolver like the gaze of the next victim I slaughtered Caught within a second, he wandered down the tunnel Feel the ghost of a little boy rammed by, at the end I squeeze a trigger violent, Warcloud the tyrant All wet wit blood, on Godly assignment Slap a whipper snapper, ya's better mount up and slither I smack you like a bear, watch a salmon out of a river [Chorus 2X: Warcloud] Roll him up in the carpet, carry him up the staircase Ghost Pirates, Old Los Angeles, and we're fabulous Rhyme biohazardous, shot him twice in the abdomen Then opened up the back of his head, like a cabinet [Skarekrow] My liquids drip through ya storm drains, stained window sills Black feathered birds gathered in the back of the cornfield Stuck like a quicksand on rich land While apostle tried to translate the novels in the palm of my hand I break training wheels and kick stands Produce    Add to del.icio.us    Digg this    Reddit More War Lyrics: 1.    Summer  view 2.    SLIPPIN INTO DARKNESS  view 3.    The World is a Ghetto  view 4.    Why Cant We Be Friends  view 5.    World Is A Ghetto  view 6.    Low Rider  view 7.    Groovin  view 8.    All Day Music  view 9.    Spill The Wine  view 10.    Discography  view home | artist browse | track browse | search | random lyric | submit lyric | contact us | link partners Copyright © lyricing.com - Lyrics site script developed by ARWScripts.com All album artwork and lyrics are property of their respective authors, artists and labels.