Pale Moonlight
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Let's tone it down
Let's tone it down
It feels like the whole world around me is collapsing
They said i'm good with my words but fuck it who's asking
You wanna hear a track
I'll take you to the forrest
Dig a fucking hole
And bury your fucking carcass
It's very foggy outside let's see how the car gets
Drive you off a cliff and watch you drown in the kitchen sink
Wait i mean the lake
But i clean my hands after i'm done with this
I laugh at the sight of death
I feel like Ted Bundy the way i kill these beats and emcee's
And i feel like Rakim the way i walk these streets like a G
I'm off the head like Cecilia Gibson
And imma take your life like it's fucking mine
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
I looked Jason Voorhees in his face
Stabbed him with his blade
Dragged him to the lake
Camp Crystal in 58
Stole his hockey mask now i can't sleep straight
Freddy Krueger tapped me on my back
Asked me for my mixtape
You are two faced just liked Edward Mordrake
I can't even lie to you no more you bore me
What's your forte you are almost forty
They wouldn't fuck with me if we did all the foreplay at an orgy
Laugh at all your shit call you Eric André
But you claim your sorry
And you touched her body
Lost all your money to the illuminati
Got a dot on the top of your head like you're Gandhi
Hold up wait a sec i'm in depth like i'm Johnny
Probably after this imma dump the bodies
In the lake wait
In the park no
In my garage hold up
After dark
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
Once i dispose of the body
I act like i don't know nobody
It's decomposed if you need to know
I mean i suppose they were fully clothed
Before they had a drink and got drunk
Started playing hide and seek in my fucking trunk
Like what the fuck
I look them in their eyes before i say goodbye
I throw dirt on their chest as well as their pride
And if i get questioned i don't know nothing
Only things that will lead to other discussions
Take me further away from the case someday
I may feel guilty and turn myself in
But until then i kill them it's this feeling
That's how i know it's real
They don't know what they dealing with
They don't know what they dealing with
They don't know what i'm feeling shit
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
Box with God
Box with God
Box with God
Box with God
In the pale moonlight
In the pale moonlight
Let's tone it down
Let's tone it down
It feels like the whole world around me is collapsing
They said i'm good with my words but fuck it who's asking
You wanna hear a track
I'll take you to the forrest
Dig a fucking hole
And bury your fucking carcass
It's very foggy outside let's see how the car gets
Drive you off a cliff and watch you drown in the kitchen sink
Wait i mean the lake
But i clean my hands after i'm done with this
I laugh at the sight of death
I feel like Ted Bundy the way i kill these beats and emcee's
And i feel like Rakim the way i walk these streets like a G
I'm off the head like Cecilia Gibson
And imma take your life like it's fucking mine
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
I looked Jason Voorhees in his face
Stabbed him with his blade
Dragged him to the lake
Camp Crystal in 58
Stole his hockey mask now i can't sleep straight
Freddy Krueger tapped me on my back
Asked me for my mixtape
You are two faced just liked Edward Mordrake
I can't even lie to you no more you bore me
What's your forte you are almost forty
They wouldn't fuck with me if we did all the foreplay at an orgy
Laugh at all your shit call you Eric André
But you claim your sorry
And you touched her body
Lost all your money to the illuminati
Got a dot on the top of your head like you're Gandhi
Hold up wait a sec i'm in depth like i'm Johnny
Probably after this imma dump the bodies
In the lake wait
In the park no
In my garage hold up
After dark
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
Once i dispose of the body
I act like i don't know nobody
It's decomposed if you need to know
I mean i suppose they were fully clothed
Before they had a drink and got drunk
Started playing hide and seek in my fucking trunk
Like what the fuck
I look them in their eyes before i say goodbye
I throw dirt on their chest as well as their pride
And if i get questioned i don't know nothing
Only things that will lead to other discussions
Take me further away from the case someday
I may feel guilty and turn myself in
But until then i kill them it's this feeling
That's how i know it's real
They don't know what they dealing with
They don't know what they dealing with
They don't know what i'm feeling shit
Your hands are too short to box with God
Your hands are too short to box with God
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
But have you ever had a dance with the Devil
In the pale moonlight
Box with God
Box with God
Box with God
Box with God
In the pale moonlight
In the pale moonlight
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Doherty
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