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moose lun - on them quiet nights lyrics

[intro]
yuh, it’s moose lun
2036
yeh right, yuh yuh yuh yuh
listen, so so

[verse 1]
quiet nights and night skies and nice times
if you don’t like the flash city night lights
said, i’m the biggest of the guys so we cruisin all night the beats they pump right on the speaker
coastal drive was a real nice scene to please then we eat some pizza then we’re gonna see the streets of s y d
what i do when i don’t feel like taking drinks
gettin’ on the club scenes semi parliament the greens
kickin’ back play a bit of ufc
man i love my munchies
my eyes are chinese
gant hoodie with the adidas trackies
the warm socks, marshmallows and picnics in my cold rock don’t stop with the times that feel real coast
the one’s fives to twos times so fun
feel a hong kong susie, wong
play some keep ups
hands on the beat like i was a goalkeeper
pounce on the bars like a leopard or a cheetah
tastebuds express on my hot quesadilla i repeat then repeat drive the 3 6 streets man
deep house moose lun on the move on a roll
steve austin in the winter i be stoned and cold
parked up horizontal backbone at the telegraph poles at the top of the world
at the end of boyce road you know me bruz
freestyle on the beat when i’m bored as f-ck
cruise with the round love like a drunk mum in my fresh camary that’s 2001
i’m production productions productively
i know you wanna headbang ’cause you love this heat
hemp fried mind when i rhyme stars align ’cause they tryna’ align with the sydney city sound it’s mine
i said, why would you call, for you to decide
think it be decided with the amount of likes
plus all the shares and the goosebump hairs when you listen to the sound of the sweet sweet snare
pens and paper makes the brain fly in the air
other bullsh-ts drained in the den
versatile with my style
beats so they’re the best
imma’ reach imma’ reach for my ground king, jet

[interlude]
yeh, listen, time for verse 2, verse 2, verse 2
yehyah
want you to slap that base
want you to slap that base
want you to slap that base
want you to slap that base, yuh
listen

[verse 2]
my jets are no joke so sweet you could put it on toast
lock load, so quiet beast mode
desire to make dough watch the fan base grow off a big nose bloke prefered to lay low
sneakers while picking up peanut b-tter you grind it up
malteser with popcorn
reclined in the cinema
donate to the cinema needs a wishin’ a chillin’ beats time
100 missile while my people doin’ it no one dead to me doin’ it
fun days have truanted now my lewerin
giving you a little bit of touring
ears need to past
sound be securing a little bit of border security cause i’m rapping legitimately
don’t test on my purity
most purest mc you ever gonna’ see
i presented an old priest
get applause as if i was santa claus and he gives to the poor
i land bottle flips on the floor true jet
i rip up in laser tag
red team vs blue casualties on the map
10 seconds to go so we gotta fall back
swept the team full fill when you play like a conrad
laser tag an tag until your ankles rollin’
have a little seat at the strike bowling
blow all the bubbles and you can lower the chance of gettin’ to the ankles your bowling is disastrous
there’s never an aussie rapper that be somewhere on par with this
sink the baskets on the top of the paddy’s markets
bumper cars and i’m stacking boxes up
1 from the major so close yet so far
i’ve got so close to that xbox 1
if rappin’ was wrestling royal rumble it’d be won
get me lollies and my gum
and i’m off to the haystack for a little snooze lun

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