Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wolves, artist - Thundamentals. Album song Everyone We Know, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Depth
Song language: English
Wolves |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
In the middle of the night time |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
All of my moons be howling up under the moon |
Full moon on a clear night with a cool breeze |
All I really need I swear |
We ain’t gonna sleep till the sun comes up |
Be aware of the beast my dear |
You can probably see I’m weird |
But can you at least fight fair |
Please don’t police my lair |
Locked out of my home town, game on roll deep |
I got the whole team right here |
So we gonna eat right here |
I be light years ahead of 'em |
Never let them feed my fears, here’s a bright idea |
But the government and whatever it is peddling |
You don’t give a shit about us |
Mother fucking Mike Baird |
Blood sucker you are killing my buzz |
All I hear is bullshit that you piss in my ears |
Shut it the fuck up |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
In the middle of the night time |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
All of my moons be howling up under the moon |
Shit is rugged, I was thugging, but they dumbing |
Wanna turn me to a motherfucking sheep, sheep, sheep |
But the sheep doesn’t dream, I just count 'em in my sleep |
Dead meat, eat 'em up with these motherfucking teeth |
And it’s cold in the streets so we stay on the come up |
And hunt for their fleece, yeah we been on the prowl |
No love for a pig but shout out to my wolves |
That be holding me down, are you hearing me howl? |
If you hear me howl back brother |
I got a pack of wolves hanging out back brother |
And they hungry so the mission is to stack duckets |
Pitch black so they couldn’t keep track of us |
No! |
'Cause we don’t believe in that nine-to-five |
In the evening we creep but from five to nine |
They tried to tell me that I wasn’t in my right mind |
You could get the work in the middle of the night time |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
Where my mother fucking wolves? |
In the middle of the night time |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Howling at the moon like wolves |
Oooooh, ooooooh, ooooh, oooooh |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
All of my moons be howling up under the moon |
Till the sun come up again |
Till the sun come up again |
All of my moons be howling up under the moon |