Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Crow, artist - O.C.. Album song Jewelz, in the genre R&BDate of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
The Crow |
| Check out the scheme of a dream, thick fog all around me Standing in a tunnel of blood, hounds surround me Shadow of a child, my eyes visualize and figure |
| And as you walked backwards the shadow grew bigger |
| Temptation made me curios to follow it All fear in my heart, at that point I done swallowed it State like trance as I reach out my hand |
| You wore an overcoat robe, face was disclosed |
| Now was this a dream or reality |
| I was about to become one of Satan’s fuckin fatalities |
| In silence, I hear the wings of a black crow flappin |
| The bird lands, then appears a man |
| Very sleek in physique, stood about six feet |
| Dispute was jet black I had to step back |
| His dimeanor wasn’t pure, I knew this for sure |
| He had a diseased look that the world couldn’t cure |
| I’m forzen, the fear returned to my body |
| Heart pumpin so fast, I thought I was goin into cardiac arrest |
| I wake up in a cold sweat, wifey sleepin on my left sound asleep |
| I peep around the room then I make a sudden jest |
| A feather from a black crow was beside my pillow |
| Was it a sign from God to repute for the things that I did in my lifetime |
| Now my soul’s on the line |
| I’m puzzled, spark up a Newport |
| Then I take a fall in hell it’s the cancer |
| Then I try and find an answer |
| My wisdom that I’m droppin is- |
| Is somethin like a doctor and |
| Necessary like oxygen |
| I’m seein who’s my opposite |
| And who’s my aid in life |
| So let’s attract and repell |
| Third rate government they tryin to seize the world |
| Day like a rose, the wind is blowin hard against the window |
| Pull up the blinds there sits the crow |
| I back up fast heart beatin massive |
| Lost my breath, collapsin fallin on the mattress |
| I went into a state of unconciousness |
| Open my eyes up, I’m layin on the dark street |
| Leaves blowin in the breezes, Jesus |
| I on the street like a nightmare |
| I take flight, a bird through the air |
| While I’m wingin it I see all sorts of chaos |
| Dead bodies, burned buildings turned over cars |
| Uh-uh, seein visions of an all out war |
| Territory factors, picture escape from New York |
| Gun fire, blomb flowin, nerve gas a-flowin |
| Just imagin whole race of Harlem gaurds showin |
| Realizin I was havin out-of-body experience |
| Return to my physical and wake up tense |
| Layin in the hospital as I figured the riddle |
| G-O-D was throwin at me paranormally so Givin sight beyond sight about the world we know |
| A preminition that I saw through the eyes of a pro |