They call him Moon, call the kid
Slick with his, respect his muscle off the grid
Out the gate, off his wig
From the rhymes that he did
Call him Moon, call the kid
They call him Moon, call the kid
Slick with his, respect his muscle off the grid
Out the gate, off his wig
From the rhymes that he did
Call him Moon, call the kid
Old time I'm running down a schism like mascara
Learn the rules of hip-hop during the crack era
Don't bite, cause when you hold the mic
Hold it with conviction like you know you right
Cause when you rock it right, ain't nothing they can tell you right
Ride the nightmare in the wave over beats
Like they ran from the speech, like the sight of great fight
When they ran from the beach in the face of defeat
Trample under shippin' feet, they a candle shed brief
Bright like a Red Bull's old nose gag ball
Fade further to fall with the Russian hammer
Sickle fickle wordplay, civil lava bath
Black with glass to whiplash to run cheetah
Bitter pill unsavory, mocked him with a pen
Approach beats bizarre with fluid delivery
More like a distillery, my wig warm
Big wig with the words of warlock
A hundred foot blast radius on a master mix
Cause once I turn that mic on, rapper sleep with the light on
Listen with God's indifference
Listen with God's indifference
If a sucker duck tryin' to ***, then kiss my obelisk
The exploration of space
Is the gap between your stereo speakers
The transistor fever blister
The plot twist that burns brightest
The exploration of space
Is the gap between your stereo speakers
The obliterated
The environment you keep

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way
Dan
Your
E一定
Your
Dance
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Tell me,
how did she hook you up?
Mine.
Just how?
Tell me.
Please.
Please show me.
Let my hands be her hands.