Lunar Eclipse
Did you wan' get murder'd by us
We don't take no talk n' show no mercy
Us kill 'em all, can't believe they count this
One sixteen shots to the ceiling
Them man-a want warfare then they gotta get
Two two dubs at a redback quick
Let 'em find our address with the search engine and
Then go in their fold'r and delete their hist'ry
[?] I can see the window open got this one ringing
They can't believe with the way we moving
There's no competing with this position
They remember this with us, tell 'em how we are
Kill'n them all, are [?] international [?]
Man-a' mad we eclips-ed' 'em
Tech that deck, reciprocant
Us wanna move magnificent
Dem man-a' insignificant
New whip and it's rapid
Boot off in the distance
We can't see no traffic
One hour I'm in the midlands
I got two two St. Lucien's
One man from Poland
With a few Jamaican's
And a couple more Angolan's
Man are moving like robots
Gal a coming like androids
See the all of them 'ating
This one's for the fanboys
Everybody wanna talk but the works unrivalled
Keep your thoughts we don't need your opinions
Came from Manny but the background's Irish
All of the other side is West Indians
Lunar eclipse and we're late night lurking
Came with the gaff like say you don't bought it
Put my foot down to the floor in the whip yeah
Got the speed dial reading one forty
Flew to Toulouse now we're speaking French
Can't hear your talk, "je ne comprends pas"
Tell you to the truth we're not like them lot yeah
None of them wide gang come along yah
Kinda looking like they ain't going at it further
They couldn't ever flow like this cause it's evil
Send a salute put a bullet in the sky yea
Two two [?] in my fly like eagle
Lunar eclipse all dark in the gaff
Got the curtains closed and the window shut
For anybody saying that they liking it dirty
Us man about it, flinging muck
Brand new wave cause the tide is turning
We got the moon rotating round earth
Spin a man round with a thousand words
Man'a mad 'bout bloodclaat blouse and skirt
Cold with the flow yeah I wrote this one
On an old iPhone with a broken screen
Think you're gonna try test man with a verse like that
You're a fucking aubergine
They ain't never preach to the devil like this
But they think that they are but they actually mad
This one here is a national anthem
Banner in the sky man, I'm flyin the flag
We don't take no talk n' show no mercy
Us kill 'em all, can't believe they count this
One sixteen shots to the ceiling
Them man-a want warfare then they gotta get
Two two dubs at a redback quick
Let 'em find our address with the search engine and
Then go in their fold'r and delete their hist'ry
[?] I can see the window open got this one ringing
They can't believe with the way we moving
There's no competing with this position
They remember this with us, tell 'em how we are
Kill'n them all, are [?] international [?]
Man-a' mad we eclips-ed' 'em
Tech that deck, reciprocant
Us wanna move magnificent
Dem man-a' insignificant
New whip and it's rapid
Boot off in the distance
We can't see no traffic
One hour I'm in the midlands
I got two two St. Lucien's
One man from Poland
With a few Jamaican's
And a couple more Angolan's
Man are moving like robots
Gal a coming like androids
See the all of them 'ating
This one's for the fanboys
Everybody wanna talk but the works unrivalled
Keep your thoughts we don't need your opinions
Came from Manny but the background's Irish
All of the other side is West Indians
Lunar eclipse and we're late night lurking
Came with the gaff like say you don't bought it
Put my foot down to the floor in the whip yeah
Got the speed dial reading one forty
Flew to Toulouse now we're speaking French
Can't hear your talk, "je ne comprends pas"
Tell you to the truth we're not like them lot yeah
None of them wide gang come along yah
Kinda looking like they ain't going at it further
They couldn't ever flow like this cause it's evil
Send a salute put a bullet in the sky yea
Two two [?] in my fly like eagle
Lunar eclipse all dark in the gaff
Got the curtains closed and the window shut
For anybody saying that they liking it dirty
Us man about it, flinging muck
Brand new wave cause the tide is turning
We got the moon rotating round earth
Spin a man round with a thousand words
Man'a mad 'bout bloodclaat blouse and skirt
Cold with the flow yeah I wrote this one
On an old iPhone with a broken screen
Think you're gonna try test man with a verse like that
You're a fucking aubergine
They ain't never preach to the devil like this
But they think that they are but they actually mad
This one here is a national anthem
Banner in the sky man, I'm flyin the flag
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Writer(s): John Edward James Wheeler, Valentin Marthon, Etienne Bacque
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