these was meant to be writ if these spits will ever be writ We on some destiny (shh shhh) we took a piece of this We often testement on every cultural
in the sea breeze Who am I to judge we just kick it it's like Boom bat bam - hot damn Who am I to judge we just kick it it's like boom bat bam - hot
got you hunger painin Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin fool I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin Warmin it up for the perfect time
the moon above Brownsville girl, show me all around the world, Brownsville girl, you're my honey love. Well, we crossed the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo We
fan I'm so thick, thick headed when it comes to the flow My secret weapon Said the go cause there's no better time than The present, not a second time
we'll manoeuvre to the moon to do this I'm the coldest and you ain't got nothing on me like a nudist My rhyme is a time of scientific assignments Subject
Sometimes shit that doesn't breathe can die too [Hook: Emanny] Were we just dreamerz? Waiting for our shot to shoot to the moon Were we just dreamerz
you hunger painin Nothin to gain and a whole lot to lose you still singin fool I'm thorough in every boro my name be ringin Warmin it up for the perfect time
a perfect stranger Simple and plain give me the lane-ahh Catch the beat like grand groove My hustle is mad smooth Tight platoon since the rise of the black moon
you, nigga wig-split you What a pretty full blue moon On the streets to get bodies soon and I thought that we miss you Every night we actin' fool Better