Lost & Found - Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Here in the underground, so many lost and found

So many trading in styles in search of new sounds

So many swapping emotions and seeking new ground

That they forget to stop it and take good look around

What did they leave behind?

What did they lose or trade?

No matter where they go, no where will be totally safe

You left your gat and ID inside the suitcase

Then skip town to go out put on a new face

So now you’re

Lost and found in the underground

And if you threw it away somebody else is gonna find it

(Lost and found) Somebody else is gonna find it

Here in the lost and found, he find a way out

At least he thought he did threw that suitcase out

Into the river leave and lost for nobody to find

As this identity was erased from that space and time

He made it all the way to Tennessee

Before he started seeing coverage on a truck stop tv

Seven bodies were discovered, he only killed three

Sounds like a copy cat killer replicating me

Here in the lost and found, they felt that he was skiddish

And gave upon his work way before he was finished

So they found a murder weapon and pretend to be him

Wearing gloves so the gun still has his fingerprints

Now he’s back up on retirement for one last kill

Then he’s back to California to disappear within the hills

That was the first plan, a new place to call home

But the copycat killer couldn’t leave well enough alone