vessel & prime - flag on the moon lyrics
verse 1: vessel
i’m high enough to plant a flag on the moon, got the munchies this rap game i’m about to consume
ski mask when i ride with the goons, spit fire when i rhyme in the booth
bite my style i’ll take a bat to your t++th get that through your head little f+ck boy
damage control fracture your skull now you’re having in his throat face f+ck boy
from the lv to the ldn i’m good anywhere i go you stuck boy
going off like a gun, run help them laces they tight, time to die little f+ck boy
the style’s rusty, go on get a spit shine, i pop shots like rick grimes
you’re the walking dead enough i can’t stress whether rain or shine i’ma get mine
i’m a savage bro, and i’m sure your mama don’t want the casket closed
i’m a beast in these streets with the heat i swear, you don’t wanna hear the gat explode
disappear like a magic show, now your loved ones are in panic mode
i’m a one man band and i steal the show yeah i steal the show
hook: vessel
hands high hands high, living life like i can’t die
i’m the code you’re my standby
ya’ll rap like you can’t rhyme
smoking blunts like i’m living the trap life
spark up spark up like a hoothee car don’t start up
your bed shot couldn’t harm us but it’s when we squad up, we squad up
verse 2: vessel
ego aside my people will ride when it’s time so keep that mind
why give the goons a reason to die, running the room like hands in the sky
we ain’t the same cloth of fabric in mind, i keep in one hunnid you fabricate lies
i’m still in the states i’m smashing the mic, i’m feeling erased i’m losing my mind
i might be impatient i’m waiting my time, now my mind state is f+ck it i’m cutting in line
god like i’m something divine, god like i’m something divine
fed up with bullsh+t and lies
still hungry h+ll’s kitchen same old news but it not feel different
still hanging by a thread call last nerve creeping with the gat in my hand through the back door
hook: vessel
hands high hands high, living life like i can’t die
i’m the code you’re my standby
ya’ll rap like you can’t rhyme
smoking blunts like i’m living the trap life
spark up spark up like a hoothee car don’t start up
your bed shot couldn’t harm us but it’s when we squad up, we squad up
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