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Lyrics

[Intro: lonemoon] Look, this is the second take of this fucking rap Uhm. My ex girl's hanging out with my good friend, that's not.. I don't know if he's my good friend anymore, but it's the 4th of july, I'm chillin out by myself. So, I'm finna rap about some shit. Wrote this shit when I was walking so… hope you can vibe with it [Verse: lonemoon] Yeah, hey, hey! Juugin' on these asphalt streets Enemies coming with the people I meet On the Lord, I been going so hard for the beat Sun beating down on my head, walking feet, aye Deny you 3 times like I'm Peter Clothesline hanging from the vine, I'm a creature Met a girl in Michigan, I really wanna meet her Lion girl living like I really really need her I do, that's my problem with rapping all of these columns of lines I'll never stop, I'm trying, they steady calling me a deadbeat But they never met me Say they tryna test me But they could never best me Don't know who my friends be More than just some kids on the ten speed Psychedelics telling me my brain is going dead weak Hey, now I'm feeling like a dead tweak Heh, now I'm feeling like a dead tweak And I don't need to swear like I do I know I'm real as shit, keep your prayers on the moon, aye Keep my eyes on the 12 Pigs gunning down, put a nigga in a cell Yeah, send my black ass to hell White kids tweet away the life, huh… oh well Hey, yeah, I'm still feeling like an animal Never trustin anyone, I take up a sabbatical Never popped a xan, and I never popped an Adderall I know I'd be barred if they locked me up, I had it all, yeah Now I got not shit [Outro: lonemoon] Yeah I know I fucked up in that fucking rap… But you know what? Fuck with the moon [Keyboard clack]