Moon Crickets

[Verse 1]
I spit in the face of your god and religion
Got no time for fake politicians
Metaphysical, lyrical, spiritual
Cocky in vagina, that’s my ritual
Bad boy, rude boy, sound boy, killer
Be damned if a red neck call me his nigga
[?] being my choice of liquor
Turning most women to a certified sinner
Mentally sick, motherfucker, I lost it
Skeletons and rainbow flags in your closet
Don’t trouble trouble, trouble never troubled you
Moon Crickets locks shit down like curfew

[Verse 2]
Listen, hon, I ain’t the one
And tell Cyndi Lauper girls wanna hold guns
You can’t see me, son
Like I left you ungrateful bastards at precum
Shitty niggas tryna holla
Shut your mouth and show me your baby mama
‘cause y’all niggas broke, could only afford drama
Came back before [?], got niggas [?] trauma
She sells seashells by the sea shore
He raised in hell [?] clientele caught up in street war
Once you in, you know that there ain’t no detour
We need to eat more
What you think I rep the streets for?

[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest fuck a niece from the Bronx

[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down

[Verse 3]
Summertime, British Knights
Gucci shoes, matching coupes
Getting money, that’s the truth
[?], pass the [?]
Krush Groove [?]
First crush, please believe
[?]
Little girls feeling me
Priest tough cat, bring some bitches from the Stat
Nia Long [?], I hope they looking like that
[?] on the track like I throw napalm
[?]’s heavy like the eagle that’s on Ghostface arm

[Verse 4: Killah Priest]
Yo, I drink from a chalice
Watch color of a salad
Knowledge of god as I walk out the palace
Niggas get mad when I build on
How I can manifest the real form
See I’m a neutron
Ginseng thoughts, when it’s hot, that's oolong
Fuck Pérignon, nigga, this that new don
Accommodated his self [?]
Standing at the beach with a fur coat on

[Verse 5]
Deep in the hood, that’s where I be at
Chill with the honeys, spark my trees at
Pull up on the block, seats all black
Windows tinted, dimes in the back
It’s sunny outside, I might blow a stack
My new girl, I’ma crazy fuck that
Niggas wild out, it’s time to bust back
Sweet tooth all my life, gotta have it

[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest fuck a niece from the Bronx

[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down

[Verse 6]
Rock cars habit, thirty-two shots magic
PKs [?] on the mic, straight hat tricks
Chiropractic, break your back, bitch
Snap your neck, straight crack cabbages
Dug couple holes, niggas had me on some dog shit
Look ‘fore I leap, yeah, I’m always on that frog shit
I want it all so I’ma get up on that hog shit
[?] but I want it all regardless
Got more wings in the land of the godless
Still busting nuts on girls like squirrel’s fathers
Knocking niggas out their right hooks ample
Fuck boys will need eye pads like Apple

[Verse 7]
Scream like the realest among gods
Fear that my pyramid sun charge and some large
Peace like a killer with gun cards
A hundred thousand entourage for one god at large
Street psychics, [?] violence
Real science off the island
Nine miles up when [?]
But hold the line, lightning stroke flying
Glow when the [?] roll
I am UV sign, delete crows ’til they’re sleep souls
Weak froze, poltergeist, souls of ice
Golden life, slow motion heist

[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest fuck a niece from the Bronx

[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down