Life’s Mysteries

Lyrics

[Intro: Warcloud] Warcloud Dead Horse, The Professional I'd like to give a phat shoutout to my nigga Gary Pizon Yo, yo boy how we rocking? Yo, yo, yo, yo, this is how we rocking Yo 1, 2, 1, 2 yo, yo yo 1, 2, 1, 2 yo [Chorus: The Professional] Yo, I did my blunts and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls Yo, I did my bluntss and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls [Verse 1: The Professional] Life's mysteries, pain bring misery Miserable suffering and agony Before I find tragedy Everywhere I look around something horrible is happening Do you know what's going on in your surroundings? I used to smoke weed to relievе stress, now I'm stressed if I don't havе weed Hope it doesn't become a lifelong dependency Still neurological problems and sets of compulsions Psychological depression, you can't break down my complexes And nowadays no one can tell the truth So I sit back and figure out who's lying to who You think you seeing me snitch but I see right through you You walk the world oblivious without a fucking clue [Chorus: The Professional] I did my bloods and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls Yo, I did my bloods and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls [Break: Warcloud] How we rocking? Yo, yo, yo, yo, this how we rock it Walk cloud 4 Cloud 4 Cloud, yo [Verse 2: Warcloud] Heartless in a purple mink with a sterling M16 That'll blow your house team like kerosene We smuggle wine in the graveyard, yo 1-2 Old world romance Vampire Kung Fu Then break a niggas spine like Frankenstein Mermaid hair in a bottle at the bar and make it snappy Corn husk pipe like old Poopdeck Pappy Sip a frozen daiquiri, Venus Olympic athlete Doing donuts in the graveyard on a chopper With a ditch named Gidgit with ghost digits She'll pop you in the back of the wig with an old pistol And swallow big jewels, I relax with heavy tools Bonk you with the Frankenstein fist Boot you in the chest with the Wolfman kick Ayo, slap you like the ghostman, leaving your face broken Slow dance with old phantom chicks in the Great Swamp It's Warcloud, peace to Gary, peace to Pro I'll end rapper goons in old red saloons Hillside goons, we'll roll 'em up in the carpet Carry 'em up the staircase Old Los Angeles hunchback in bandages And I bang your cute door house chick in the graveyard like Pretty Wolf I'm a pretty crook, fucker [Break: Warcloud] Yo, Warcloud and Professional Yo, yo. Warcloud and Professional We be the best you know, yo [Chorus: The Professional] Yo, I did my blunts and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls Yo, I did my bluntss and exoplasm And I smoked neon spliffs with Big Warcloud I have creepy nightmares of phantism balls chasing me down halls Making my way through transparent walls