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tenshun - to the moon lyrics

yo let me demonstrate+ grab a mic and penetrate
rappers are just featherweights trying to square up a heavyweight
but let me set it straight+ you know the deelio
eating up these rappers like a big bowl of cereal
here we here we here we go+ holler if you feel me tho
bombing like i’m israel
spreading like venereal
it’s all material+ just out here trynna do things
like trynna get lana del rey up out them blue jeans
she replies no? then i’ll attribute it to her mood swings
ding aling king+ just a fling as the poon sings
heavenly bodies + see+ scotty stay pimpin
never caught slippin+ cuz i’ll sk8 like bart simpson
listen+ i’m on a mission +writtens crafted in the kitchen (fire)
got bars like going to prison for hitting women, pets and children
i’m drivin+ my mission +dont need any permission
aiming for a billion to be a richmond like virginians
bob your head like a pigeon + swole ain’t playing around
glory is newfound+ the sound is well renowned
take a bow+
beat is foul+ on the prowl like an owl
so hot so grab a towel got em all sayin tadow
line for line +leave you speechless like a mime
peep the technique + i’m like ronald isley in his prime
i’m+ not playing with you mothaf+ckas
sound bombin’ like it’s 1999 and i’m on ruckus
so+ queue the busses+ bars supreme like a cutlass
you a busta like you douglas+ i encompass the whole compass
justice for preston lord+ probably causing more to carry
gah dayum i’m so bored+ cuz your style’s so ordinary
but hey+not much to say+ i guess it is what it is
life+ was so much simpler back when we were little kids
and now we have kids god forbid any free time
so i’ll kick a free rhyme just so i can ease my
mind + i’m in my prime like my son’s drink
asking if he put his dirty bowl in the sink
he sure didn’t+ in an instant + theyll be grown
i’m sitting back in the back writing raps in my phone
technology is both a gift and a curse
i’m a prodigy sending rappers away in a he+rs+
i saw your pops with a purse i guess it could get worse
like being stuck inside a room and hearing you rehe+rs+ a verse
so i’ll disperse and split like a banana
and leave the game shook like saban leaving alabama

to the moon and back ya see it’s black on both sides
mos def i keep it live+ take strides when i provide
confide inside the baseline+ conversate with drum breaks
black thought was right+ things fall apart like a crumb cake

all these rappers are just dumb fake
acting like they won’t get beat like they a drum break

- tenshun lyrics

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