Moonshine (feat. John SOUL)

I been 'ta, hell and back, and I learned from the sinners
Played the same games, and became a prisoner
Burned with the sinister, became significantly different
So now, they observe me from a distance
Only hollow words in your sentences
It only hurts more 'cause you just don't get it
Forget it. You'll only regret it
'Cause i'll be better off
When I'm sending my message across a globe full of heretics
Hold lemme get a breath
Supply me a sedative, our rhyme is the medicine
It seems to me, our dream, is the only way we'll get ahead
Fuck all the money, man, fuck all the honeys
Don't trust NO-BODY
The dust shoved under the rug
Doesn't matter when a slug is put into a thug
Create hate, take away the love
Make or break, it takes too much strength to budge

The weight grows heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
The weight grows heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat

What a theme for schemes
Where dreams creep like fiends
Where diseased trades scenes, with demons and screams
Alleyway shadows, on the other valley, shallow
Where the light breathes narrow
Shunned creatures underground, come up to a wolf's howl
One feature on the prowl, put you down without a sound
In a flow of hatred, where the sunshine drowns
Mind on the time counts, burn when it bounces
Account for the crime when it climbs in the dark
Only time it shines, better duck at the spark
All these dogs bark, not a bite, from a fight
In the art, 'cause the tide's too far
Nothing but stars, watching wall graffiti
More rare phone rings on the call for needy
Got a meal to feed me
The bum saying lead me
Cut up neatly, discrete, in the moonlight nightly

The weight grows heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
The weight grows heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat
The weight grows heavy
Surrounded by deceased
On the arms and the back
Captured by disease
I keep pushin
Violence in the streets
Eat, be sleep and
Scratches in the beat

The weight grows heavy on the arms
And the back and the torso
I don't think I can go on so
I keep pushin', I keep movin
Eat, be, sleep and dream it when the moon is
Beast, surrounded by deceased
Captured by disease
Misery's the key when there's violence in the street
Scratches in the beat
Attack when I leap, shriek, leak in bleak moonlight