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