Call of the Wild

Why is it when the night comes The whole world seems scary Horrible, and frightening Is it because it's dark? Or is it because there's something out there? Who knows? I don't know [Verse 1] Need the eye of a eagle, strength of a bear Had the mane of a lion, it was just hair I'm not a Rastafari, I fly in the air The nice guy is the fall guy, so why do I care You nothing in rap unless you got a budget from crack It's fucked up but fact, I say it just because you'll react Controlling my calm, drift into the soul of my mom I disappear from the Earth in those moments I'm gone Then back to toil the field that spoil my deals My royal appeal, always seems to spoil a meal But if I snuck or pounded, or got you surrounded Or just sprayed a round in a lounge in a town, then Would you think I'm grounded, lost it or I found it That wild shit be calling me, if I started wilding [Hook] Yo, the night's calling, been cold for a while A nice person, is vul-ner-a-ble I'm like Stalin, I'm mauling the crowd I hear voices, the call of the wild Life's calling on auto-redial A nice person, is vul-ner-a-ble I hear curses and verses that growl If I could reverse this call of the wild [Verse 2] Nah, I never had a record, I'd never be suspected Did Christ die so he could forever be a necklace? I'll always be rejected, what should I do to accept it? Sell shit to perfect this cause I know [?] get it Attack the establishment for merciful peace I can't kamikaze, Catholic, no virgins for me And that ain't heaven for them, on Earth they get rude And they sent horny to Heaven where they wait for some fools So law school is what I Google, garbage that's outside Serial killers buy Catcher in the Rye So if I wet you up til they can never get you dry Because you set me up and thought the world would let me die And if I'm up a creek you see me paddle-less at times And ain't nobody dying, just know I haggled with my mind The angel and the Devil playing poker at the side Cheating is still winning says the Devil with the high [Hook] [Verse 3] Bring a gun to a knife fight, a knife to a nice night A light to a dark room, where shots get exposed like *gunshot* Lee Harvey, seen in the window (what else) Or Malcolm X holding his pistol Y'all praise Martin, cause he let you chase him with pitbulls Spray us a hose and he said not to hit you But, the same fate though, on to the eighth hole Governed by these a-holes that hate when we say so, but Angrily lay low, damning his halo The rapper stood up and he took what he came for Booked through the same door, looks like the worst gone Came back with a chainsaw, holding the first arm "You motherbitches", he flipped and he cursed wrong To him "no witnesses" mean everyone on the Earth gone Stop, am I wilding? Maybe I'm loc now Fuck it, I kill rappers and sprinkle some coke down [Hook]