Earth a run red Ten year old a look dem owna tea bread I hear a next youth dead whoa I hear a next youth dead yeah Hey yeah yeah Hey watch the places you walk and mind The way you talk Watch out fi the vampire who will sneak up in the dark Watch out for

An' tip our hats An' raise our glasses of cold, cold beer They say country's fadin' There's a little dive on a dead-end road Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar An' get loud an' rowdy with P-B-R But

Help me make it through the night I don't care who's right or wrong I don't try to understand Let the devil take tomorrow Lord tonight I need a friend Yesterday is dead and gone And tomorrow's out of sight And it's sad to be alone

Put these MC's on deep freeze Yeah, I roll deep on these Using my name for a dead bit of fame, tryna get up in the game, yeah right nigga, fuck that Stormz' ain't grime and Stormz' ain't clash, look don't be fooled 'cause the war ting, I love that Call

And when your dreams have come to end How will you buy your happiness? And when your self is all you have left With what will you fill your emptiness? Mirror, mirror on the wall Who’s the ugliest of them all? Severed, crawling like spiders Injecting

A car has killed a friend down in Chicago, thousand miles away J.B Lenoir is dead and it's hit me like a hammer blow J.B had a struggle playin' unappreciated blues in vain When I read the news, night came early in my day I cry inside my heart that the

You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither, you ain't nothin' but a slut to me We ain't gon' never stop beefin', I don't squash the beef You better kill me, I'ma be another rapper dead For poppin' off at the mouth with shit I shouldn't have said But when

Crossing a dream Crossing a dream with my old lost care Its smell brings the dead memories back 7 a.m. dusty road I'm gonna drive until it burns my bones

Feel I was running an endless mile, Last time it burns And I'm dying inside All of this will turn to ash A change for a piece of mind I got what I deserved The picture slowly fades, The walls are closing in, And there I was, cursing the ground,

Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls. Trapped for eternity. Black crows break the silence. The garden of the dead s alive