Wolves

By Pat Ferg

Released on January 1, 2014

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Progressin

Life was but a game

Or a lesson

How did everythang changed in second

Let tha genie rub the lamp

Now There's BAMF in ya essence

One Bad ass mother fucker

To keep the dad in his presences

Mus b X mas for a legend

I don't need ta make the freshman

14 15

16s for that necklaces

17 18 overkill livin wreckless

19 reminded me of what was still on the checklist

Check me out

20 ATM

Watchin atms give they blessins

The reveren couldn't tell em

That the smell in here ain't excellent

Freedom Rings bells

But don't that sound bring a message

This some

Menace to society

Full effect shit

Get the next lit

Hit the Exit

Sobriety

Witta beverage

Of ya preference

N Dont attempt this

Or have ya own head split

Bananas

Every sentance

Even know some Veterans

Damaged apprentice sectioned

(×2)

I got these Wolves on the prowl out to get me now, get me now

Your city or town we gon live it down, live it down

Young souls on the rise for the prize sometimes lose control in this life of mine, life of mine

Lost in the sauce

To possibly gunna Make it out

Hit Scot. man on the spot man

Wit his posse

Just to gaze the town

Like where the babes around

We sittin safe n sound

Spittin razor sharp

Dempsey stars wit these a.r rounds

Watch the profit rocket

If they Tempt us I won't waste a round

I am passively massively passin the masses of mastery

Actively wit epiphancies

Attackin In this industries

N This one for its misery

Mr solving the mystery

To mamasita papi

Landin strip on on on her crotch

She

Take it up another knotch

Twist the switch till she happy

My german chick watch me

Lick my aussie girl natzi

Young Ghandi

Por favor

So board the bus

Or get the fuck from off me

Promptly

Cause a bug wit buds of slugs

Dies salty

Got nugs on top nugs

Need a pick up like a truck or a coffee

Well i got you

So Stop thru

You a mufuckin hiccup

They can't stop to

I Got

I got these Wolves on the prowl out to get me now, get me now

Your city or town we gon live it down, live it down

Young souls on the rise for the prize sometimes lose control in this life of mine, life of mine

It Ain't over till its over

Redrum

Or the feds come

Red rover

Wit these growers

Plugged in wit these lead lungs

Redbones in the corna

California in they best blunt

N we ain't worried bout nothin

Even when the wolves come

I got these Wolves on the prowl out to get me now, get me now

Your city or town we gon live it down, live it down

Young souls on the rise for the prize sometimes lose control in this life of mine, life of mine