Black Moon

Album: B-Sides And Rarities (2005)
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  • (So)
    You know what, you can't come floppin' that shit
    If you run up, guess what, I'm stoppin' that shit
    Still can't figure out nothin' or find flaws
    Take the Pauls, better recognize bodies on the lawn

    If you see such, might touch, home is the crutch
    Roll the dutch with the bunch of we never have enough
    Hold steady for the lyrical melee with delicate rhymes
    An alphabetical order of one at a time

    Should we break it up? Welcome the true while you fearin' it
    And lookin' at the youth, whatcha gonna do? They hearin' it
    Don't hate your face, still in the air lookin' at
    You made me twist you up your all crooked now

    Take a step back sucker, you get spit on
    Payback comin' from all of those you shit on
    (Why?)

    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, guess what? I see you
    (So what?)
    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, bitch what? I see you

    Check the mic cord every place I roam
    And all the bullshit cease when I pull my chrome
    It's automatic, drastic the way I blow you
    Incredible and unforgettable

    I make you bounce to the rhythm, what counts I hit 'em
    Straight ounce of venom and great amounts of visim
    I'm the psycho lookin' for the prey
    All the way out in the boondocks with the AK on
    (Why?)

    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, guess what? I see you
    (So what?)
    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, bitch what? I see you

    The hand on the clock's tickin', the plot thickens
    Times runnin' out, you can't hide from the gat clickin' punk
    Hit the floor rhyme to even the score, people
    We'll be hearin' about the way ya were in folklore

    'cause MC's amaze and the people you knew were rippin' up
    Rollin' em up with weed then spliff 'em I got the need
    Say what, what, you want somethin' to pump up
    Jump up just like a record that cut up

    Try to nut up think it's funny
    I'll wrap your ass up like the mummy
    With rhymes, sucka's they run from me
    Wanna get away, that's a better way, ya heard

    (Why?)
    Tell me the word and kilts comin' with poison verbs
    And vocab sucka's be leavin' out on the slab

    (Why?)
    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, guess what? I see you
    (So what?)
    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, bitch what? I see you

    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, guess what? I see you
    (So what?)
    Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew
    You on the camera, bitch what? I see you

    So what? So what?
    So what? So what?
    Writer/s: ABE CUNNINGHAM, ABRAN CUNNINGHAM, CHI CHENG, CHINO CAMILO MORENO, CHINO MORENO, FRANK DELGADO, STEPHEN CARPENTER
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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