How Many Moons
[Chorus]How many moons (how many moons)How many morningsHave I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow many moons (how many moons)How many mornings
Have I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow longs left for meFor whatever the time, for the rest of mineI'm gonna spend timePutting an end to myEnemies who wanna put an end to my shineWhy bother try offending me?Its off with the heads of these swinesWhen I sign out you're gonna remember me
Remember me [?] don't nobody wanna send for meThe only time they mention me or speak or me disrespecfully is when they sleepIve been between alot of legs of a body of a centipedePlease enemies be more courteous, save me or forget to breathLife could be easier I could ease it upInstead I look like someone tryna squeeze a dumpAnd I haven't eatin in months so I need these MC's on the edgeIll be the reason they jump offRemember the jump offWhen I come forthYou don't wanna be the MC I run towardsI like Miley I like straight I ain't no DumbledoreUntowartooce looks like I love and adoreBut its custom I come beforeAnd its cool if I cant it up coz I've got a cucumber for youFuck the world Ima stick it in mudStingy wanna drink you can piss ina cupI leave women as livid as stuntsSo run your lips I've been itching to give a chick abit of a cunt punt
[Chorus]How many moons (how many moons)How many morningsHave I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow many moons (how many moons)How many mornings
Have I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow longs left for meFor whatever the time, for the rest of mineI'm gonna spend timePutting an end to myEnemies who wanna put an end to my shineWhy bother try offending me?Its off with the heads of these swinesWhen I sign out you're gonna remember me
Sanity I squandered itI think I've gone too far in darkness I'm wonderinGuess he ain't on the listWell I'm pissed off that I ain't on top of itDeep in thought, conspiringGet the violinCall my thoughtA firing frimeAnd twiddling thumbsI'm playing the worlds smallest violinInconsiderate like I give a fuck how they feelKidnapping rappers and having them as microwave mealsI know my meals ready when the microwave stopsIma look more jack nickolsen than I am michael j foxThe creep that crept up on daisy lowIn the baby growI sat on her knee and told her to touch me inapropriotely until my daisy growsI'm not a man of her man kindMechanical mad manI make hannibal look more like annabelle I'm an animal right now
[Chorus]How many moons (how many moons)How many morningsHave I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow many moons (how many moons)How many mornings (have I got left)
How many moons (how many moons)How many morningsHave I got left til I've no breath left to breatheHow many moons (how many moons)How many mornings (have I got left)