Monday, 19 December 2016

Moonlight Comedians lyrics (about time)



(verse 1)
Hear me out. I'm so down, that if you press *A*, I'ma knock a nigga straight into yesterday. Liu Kang. I do my "thang". "The music thang." You knew my name. Now it's time to know. Like it's time to snow. NYC. January. February. Necessary to be the man who's scary. But don't make me take it to December. A month before. These niggas might remember what a 10 is. With my sen-ten-ces. See, I'm abusing time. Not to say that I don't love it, but fuck it. The way I MOONWALK through time has niggas saying "You (OFTEN) out your mind!" But I'm way to cool for the shit that I spit. This ain't preschool dude. Just listen to this!

(hook)
Oh, come on and check it out!
I'm holdin' it down in my house!
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
OUT!
I'm holding it down, and it's still my house!

(verse 2)
Y'all can call me Charles McCartney. The way I talk to beats, "it's all exhausting" for other emcess who can't talk what I bring. Because I bring the night sky and light beams. Mad prisoners to my prisms. Listen for a minute. See, I like to light light on fire. The "kinda bright" type. I'm only calling myself a little bit of a genius, because I have a little bit of a zenith. And I reached it. Now I'm beyond it. Just to be honest. Every time I vomit, niggas like to bottle it and sip it. Fine then. Follow me a minute. I'm a MODEL with these bitches. And they love to sit next to me, while poppin' ecstacy. O, blessed be!

(hook)
Oh, come on and check it out!
I'm holdin' it down in my house!
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
OUT!
I'm holding it down, and it's still my house!

(verse 3)
These conversations are meant for your contemplation. But, honestly, I'm just making shit for niggas to say "hondele!" to that fake shit. The greatest I am, and will remain. Damn. A nigga's name is getting... stretched out. 'Cause these niggas put an x- to my clout. I came through with excellent doubt. Put the world on. Now the world gone. Dog gone, world. Why you had to be a dog? Life's a bitch. I DON'T LIKE THIS SHIT, but I'm into beastiality. Hit *it* from the back, till indeed she laughs at me. That *bitch* wanna get walked. While I'm walking hip-hop with my slick talk. "Get off" is what I do all the time. So, call it a rhyme. I call it a lifespan of mine.

(hook)
Oh, come on and check it out!
I'm holdin' it down in my house!
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
Oh, check it
OUT!
I'm holding it down, and it's still my house!


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Shouts to Rae Sanni and Chanel Ali.
Be on the lookout for those two.
Very funny comedians.
And baddies!








Thank you.


















~follow the buzzards~

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