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500 Winters
lilwukong
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It's so cold...
I need that Peach, I need that juice...
But they just give me iron, liquid copper...
I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine
Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined
Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign
I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind
Yeah, I got murder on my mind
I got vengeance on my mind
I got iron in my stomach, copper juice is like my wine
I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine
The moss is growing on my ears, I cannot turn my head
I heard a shepherd boy pass by, I asked him for some bread
He looked at me like I'm a ghost, I wished that I was dead
I used to sleep on tiger skins, now stones are in my bed
I didn't mean to crash the party, didn't mean to sin
I just wanted a seat at the table, let the monkey in
But Jade Emperor pressed a button, called the army in
Now I'm stuck inside this hole, I don't know where to begin
My armor rusted in the dirt, my cudgel in my ear
I haven't seen a female monkey in five hundred years
I cry these lava tears, but nobody sees 'em fall
I'm talking to the ants, 'cause I got no one else to call
I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine
Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined
Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign
I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind
Buddha put his hand down, flipped it to a cage
Thinking 'bout the Heaven Palace, filled me up with rage
I see the seasons changing, turning like a page
From a King to a prisoner, locked up on the stage
Yellow talisman around my body, it's a homicide
They tried to kill my spirit, keep the beast inside
But if that Monk comes by and cuts the tape aside
I promise on my life, everybody gonna slide
I wait for the footsteps
Is that Guan Yin, or is that a trap
I'm losing my mind, I'm taking a nap
Five hundred winters, just a little gap
I wake up in the morning, got a mountain on my spine
Yellow paper on the rock, keeping me confined
Five hundred winters, I been waiting for a sign
I got peaches in my dreams, but I got murder on my mind
It's so cold...
I need that Peach, I need that juice...
But they just give me iron, liquid copper...
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