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Please read FULL DESCRIPTION under Two Weary TraVeLerS "Make A Change" and as with this track, listen carefully to the lyrics. This track entitled, "The Dream" is another of the attempts to get a message they felt strongly about and again is as true in the 90's as it is today. Please listen, please share, and search all sites for more Two Weary TraVeLers timeless classics as well as solo members MIKEY BARSLOW (also as FH1 (FUNKY HOBO #1)) and Jim Sinner. Thank you for your interest and support... stay aware... and keep REAL HIP HOP & the Culture alive support REAL Hip Hop artists...

Two Weary TraVeLerS "The Dream"

Recorded this months ago. I guess I’ll post it now

Entangled Keeper

RaRa/cement

MOVINON

FTI Lyric x mp3 f a n t a $ y - Codependent

Mer än 5

HELTER SKELTER
Will you just quit that? 
I can't take it anymore 
These flashes of red 
Your torture's in my head
In my mind
Do you mind? 
If I think of your demise? 
I'm running out of time...
...
You're done 
Think you're safe by finding shelter?
Looking for your body 
No ID you're diced up 
Bullet holes and stab wounds on what they think is flesh 
Bloody weather 
Helter Skelter 
You're done 
Think you're safe by finding shelter?
Looking for your body 
No ID you're diced up 
Bullet holes and stab wounds on what they think is flesh 
Bloody weather 
Helter Skelter 

Get fucked 
Got a knife up in your gut 
Will you make it or not?
You walked up in my plot 
Now that's all you are
Just a pile of mush up on the floor 
Which parts are your hand? 
Which parts are your arms?
I'm getting full
Why don't I call up somebody underground 
Guzzle up the blood 
Temper it in a jar 
New jam for the bread I make
A swine cheese out of your head 
All alone
Your heart is sitting idle in a wooden doll 
Up in my bed 
No one knows that in the closet sits the headless corpses of your friends

Will you shut the fuck up? 
Dead and gone 
But your stupid mortal body is just creakin bloatin gassing up the room 
What if instead I went back
Spent another day with your father 
Before I take him to my room
Pretty bitch 
Trap him
But my pants are on and he's just on the floor
Caterpillar 
He doesn't know...

You're done 
Think you're safe by finding shelter?
Looking for your body 
No ID you're diced up 
Bullet holes and stab wounds on what they think is flesh 
Bloody weather 
Helter Skelter  

Let's go back to your father
He's only a head and snakey body - spine
Jellyfish
Best friend is floating in a jar 
Eyeballs in a can 
It's for preserving 
Midnight snack
Shapely squid 
Just intestinal tracts and a face that's frozen in time 
Lost my head 
I lost my mind 
Waltzing in a room that's flooded with blood 
The lights are white but funky haze makes it look red 
Like Amsterdam...

Will you just quit that? 
I can't take it anymore 
These flashes of red 
Your torture's in my head
In my mind
Do you mind? 
If I think of your demise? 
The details are grave 
I'm out of time...

...
Bloody weather
Helter Skelter

HELTER SKELTER (prod. THORN BEATS)

DEATH BY CANDY CORN
I don't like candy corn
No, I don't like candy corn
I'd rather make you gnash your teeth 
And bash your face in like a pumpkin 

OOKY SPOOKY BOO!!
Taste her milk and cookies 
'Tis the season 
Jack Skellington
I'm the motherfucking Nightmare Before Christmas 
Scarecrow stitch your mouth shut 
Chainsaw your fucking limbs off 
Sing a wicked lullaby 
I'll give you sticky sweets in the form of a mac
With a candy corn filled clip
A motherfucking trick
Sick fuck 
Trigger happy
Decorate your soon to be carcass 
But the townies are confused 
Cause they've discovered that these serial killings have an odd theme 
There's no traces of a gun when they look close
Cause the bullet holes aren't mils of metal
It's candy corn
Some are pumpkins
Cousin of the polarized treat 
Sickly sweet 
Don't you knock on Cyr's door or you'll be in for it

Cause the reaper's got a glock 
Scythe is on retire 
Candy in a sawed off shotgun
There's no silence on the artillery 
You're the one that walked into the field
Just greedy

But you're not getting shit this time
I'm feeling fucking lucky
I let you run but you'll be on the news with a spooky headline 

Cause the reaper's got a glock
The scythe is on retire
Candy in a sawed off shotgun 
Creepy headline
The townies are confused 
There's no fucking bullets
It's death by candy corn

I don't like candy corn
I'd rather bash your face in 
Like pumpkins

Happy Halloween, darling...

DEATH BY CANDY CORN (prod. SYSTEMATIK)

WITCHCRAFT 
Prep the altar
Light the candle
Saved your tears to fill a jar 
Cut the rope, rid your hope
Dripping your blood from afar 
Prep the altar
Light the candle
Saved your tears to fill a jar 
Cut the rope, rid your hope from afar

BYE BYE sailing down the river with a bloodied scythe 
(NANANA BOO BOO)
CRY CRY people mourning your dead body in the ground 
(CYR'S GONNA KILL YOU)
NIGHT NIGHT kiss your life goodbye as I whisk away your spirit for a youthful face 
I'm mirroring the Devil's smile 

Pick a knife every dagger filled with different wailing screams and eyes 
Just right
Mix the blood up with my middle finger
Seal the note with your saliva for some extra spice and dirt and grime 
Look, you're just in time for the show 
Just lie down on the rug and roll the dice look into the future of your damned soul
55 Duanwu S3 AS2 
Got the fumes arising while you're scorching drinking down that wine and Gu 

Black dragon have a habit playing games to feed on death and desolation of the solid mind 
Crumbling your every resolve and what you knew 
Illusions dancing in your head paint the heart with lust and greed 
It's human nature 
And the dark is always harbouring the truth

Dancing tongues
Whispered words 
Gathering a life span 
Motherfuckers stepping up 
So they're ending up with all these dead friends 

HOW BOUT THIS? 
She looked into the mirror when she needed me 
Sang a chant to conquer loneliness up in the bedsheets 
Baring teeth, tasting sweet flesh just to hear a scream
Going deeper, nails into my back while she's whimpering 
Woohoo with your bitch
Black veil, yeah that's my wifey 
She doin witchcraft and making plans just to spite you 
Fuck around and rot because you didn't tread lightly 
Your demise is coming and your doom is impending 

NEVER LET YOU REST BECAUSE THE DEVIL VISITS NIGHTLY 

WHY WHY asking gods of ego how this happened
Praying on your knees- I know! 
HAHA they don't give a fuck about you
Now you're lying pretty drifting on the Reaper's canoe

Prep the altar
Light the candle
Save your tears, fill a jar 
Cut the rope, rid your hope 
Dropping your blood from afar...
Light the candle

MAPPING SPELLS UP IN THE TOME
(IT'S WITCHCRAFT PUT YOUR BLOOD IN A BOTTLE AND I'LL DRINK THE REST)
WITH ALL YOUR BLOOD THAT'S DRAINING FROM YOUR CRANIUM
POISON FLATTENING YOUR LUNGS 
TOLD YOU THAT YOU COULDN'T RUN 
I'M NOT THE ONE
JUST ONE SHOT AND YOU'RE DONE 
BUT LIKE THE TORMENT JUST FOR FUN

Two Weary TraVeLerS "The Dream"

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