I'm a rapper with skill no disease but I'm Ill
I be smoking that potent don't mess with no pills
No Micheal Michelle, don't do that shit chill
Just finessing these planes put the mezcal on chill
Oh-Wop to the Phills, just to heighten my feel
My tongue is the weapon how these rappers get killed
When I'm writtin' closed casket 'cause my pen cut through steel
My heart cold chill, 'cause my team keep it real
From back on them corners, them D's was up on us
The block felt like saunas, we sold marijuana
When prices got high U.S is blaming Osama
Them senators grimey they feast like piraña
Then we had us Obama, he calmed all Bush drama
But they will get theirs believe in that Karma
My bars the dope the chorus the coke
Like fresh off the boat each time my pen stroke
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
This is real life to me, not just some hobby shit
Old ways woodside pitchin' in lobby shit
We wax competition we trained by Miagi kid
The raps like hollows fresh out the Tommy kid
Murding beats, blunts for the funeral
Off with the team throw fifth roman numeral
Chasing the progress we combing out snakes
They constantly hate cause we fold dough like crepes
Cook rappers like bacon they get sizzled for fakin
And of course to five-o we don't give no statements
I'm your woman crush favorite back shots her favorite
If that coochie on vacant I post up like vagrant
Far from bummy got a slick tongue for hunnies
Green for paper gold for honey
You can catch us rooftop with the squad where its lovely
Not no fool momma ain't raise no dummy
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
TheTempoh - Moon & Stars Lyrics
TheTempoh - Moon & Stars Lyrics
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English
I'm a rapper with skill no disease but I'm Ill
I be smoking that potent don't mess with no pills
No Micheal Michelle, don't do that shit chill
Just finessing these planes put the mezcal on chill
Oh-Wop to the Phills, just to heighten my feel
My tongue is the weapon how these rappers get killed
When I'm writtin' closed casket 'cause my pen cut through steel
My heart cold chill, 'cause my team keep it real
From back on them corners, them D's was up on us
The block felt like saunas, we sold marijuana
When prices got high U.S is blaming Osama
Them senators grimey they feast like piraña
Then we had us Obama, he calmed all Bush drama
But they will get theirs believe in that Karma
My bars the dope the chorus the coke
Like fresh off the boat each time my pen stroke
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
This is real life to me, not just some hobby shit
Old ways woodside pitchin' in lobby shit
We wax competition we trained by Miagi kid
The raps like hollows fresh out the Tommy kid
Murding beats, blunts for the funeral
Off with the team throw fifth roman numeral
Chasing the progress we combing out snakes
They constantly hate cause we fold dough like crepes
Cook rappers like bacon they get sizzled for fakin
And of course to five-o we don't give no statements
I'm your woman crush favorite back shots her favorite
If that coochie on vacant I post up like vagrant
Far from bummy got a slick tongue for hunnies
Green for paper gold for honey
You can catch us rooftop with the squad where its lovely
Not no fool momma ain't raise no dummy
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
I be smoking that potent don't mess with no pills
No Micheal Michelle, don't do that shit chill
Just finessing these planes put the mezcal on chill
Oh-Wop to the Phills, just to heighten my feel
My tongue is the weapon how these rappers get killed
When I'm writtin' closed casket 'cause my pen cut through steel
My heart cold chill, 'cause my team keep it real
From back on them corners, them D's was up on us
The block felt like saunas, we sold marijuana
When prices got high U.S is blaming Osama
Them senators grimey they feast like piraña
Then we had us Obama, he calmed all Bush drama
But they will get theirs believe in that Karma
My bars the dope the chorus the coke
Like fresh off the boat each time my pen stroke
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
This is real life to me, not just some hobby shit
Old ways woodside pitchin' in lobby shit
We wax competition we trained by Miagi kid
The raps like hollows fresh out the Tommy kid
Murding beats, blunts for the funeral
Off with the team throw fifth roman numeral
Chasing the progress we combing out snakes
They constantly hate cause we fold dough like crepes
Cook rappers like bacon they get sizzled for fakin
And of course to five-o we don't give no statements
I'm your woman crush favorite back shots her favorite
If that coochie on vacant I post up like vagrant
Far from bummy got a slick tongue for hunnies
Green for paper gold for honey
You can catch us rooftop with the squad where its lovely
Not no fool momma ain't raise no dummy
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Like blunts of the indica my rhymes keep'em high
I shoot for the moon cause I'm fly as the sky
Used to post on park benches moving pies getting high
Now I'm VIP rooftop stars in my eyes
Writer: Jeffrey Bernard
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid