Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stalker of the Night, artist - Mr. Shadow.
Date of issue: 16.01.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stalker of the Night |
I follow you |
All of you |
Every single one of you |
Shadow be the man with the plan |
That’ll shadder you |
Flatter you, with my style |
Let me show you how |
We do it down south |
Yeah, we do it down south |
Buildin clout is what it’s all about |
You know the route |
Triple 6 burn the cruisifix |
Bringin heat to snitches |
In ditches I throw em |
These bitches I show em |
I’m sicker then a virus |
When I slide this bomb |
And blow em, apart |
The cause be showin futures and paths |
And how many of my rivals |
I’ma put inside the past |
Outlast any mothafucka in a confrontation |
You wanna meet your maker |
Then you’re killer’s who you’re facin |
Like Jason |
I sock them sons of bitches through the night |
Gotta do the krime right |
So I’m turnin off the light |
Surprise I’m no where to be found |
Not a sound heard |
All you feel is the blitz |
Like you’re swiggin off the Thunderbird |
Vision’s gettin blurry |
And now you’re in a hurry |
To make a get away |
But your ass is gonna stay |
Cause I say so |
I let’s go, my trigger has not heart |
And I’m standin in the dark |
Bout to blow your ass apart |
Fool |
Who am I |
The stalker of your life |
You wanna fuck around |
Then you have to pay the price |
6 feet deep in a mothafuckin hole |
I’m takin on your soul |
Now you got now where to go |
I can feel the anger rushin in vein |
And in my brain I’m hearin voices |
Got no choices |
I call my boys to bring the pain |
Mary Jane got me trippin |
Got me thinkin nothin but the worst |
How I want these mothafuckas |
Wrapped in plastic ridin in a hearse |
But first you re-inverst me |
What you owe you oughtta know |
That nothin’s free |
You’re payin me to seperate you from your soul |
The Lord told me that I’m unforgiven to the death |
So the sins that I be doin |
Will guarentee your last breath |
In the middle of the night |
When you hear the dogs bark |
You know I’m in your park |
You can feel it in your heart |
Start to pray say your hail mary’s |
Try to call the father |
But that won’t do a damn thing |
I put that on my daughter |
See I rode with them fools |
That be kcikin up dust |
Blad headed individuals |
Turnin fools into a was |
The cause of death is never revealed |
Only you and I know what I do and what you feel |
But still I never leave a trace |
Evidence erased |
Place the weapon in your hand |
And makin suicide your case |
But wait you see the star that’s on my chest |
5 pointed don’t disapoint me |
Or I’ll put that ass to rest, punk |
It’s a quater after 12 |
And I know the game well |
Got to keep the clientel |
So I sell the shit that smells |
To hell I send you |
And no once can defend you |
The Lord can’t hear your prayers |
So a demon’s what he sent you |
Remember me the craziest |
You know me by my allias |
Those bitches that betray |
Got the NEGATIVE BEHAVIOR |
Your savior is diein |
Mothafucka stop tryin |
I’m standin right behind ya |
So lay on the ground |
And stay quiet |
You’re cryin like a bitch |
Beggin me to let you leave |
Cause at home you got a wife |
And a mothafuckin kid |
I don’t forgive I don’t forget |
I’ll never let you disrespect |
And if you do I’m after you |
Now there ain’t shit that you can do |
Mothafucka I’m comin from down under |
I’m makin fools wonder |
Why I make em fall like thunder |
Cause I’ma |
Sick ass son of a witch |
Grantin em death wishes |
Bitches be blowin them death kisses |
Quick to be dismissin |
You ghost |
And then I give a toast |
I suppose |
To the many dead thugs |
Who lived their lives as kriminals |
And then I give a grin |
After doin all my sins |
Second month of 99 |
Is when this hell on earth begins |
Mothafucka |