When the Moon Stood Still

If you go away
If you go away
If you go
Away
My apologies
I said that I would make it soon and i would have a piece
Instead It's bud stuffed inside a pack like collard greens
Sometimes it gives me nightmares I'll tell you 'bout the dreams
Urgh
Im mad sadistic
Im the one you ain't predicted
Talk ballistics what I spit's that bean bag
That comes out the guage
Migraines and stomach pains
The way man work the rhythm frees you from your shackled feet,
Pray the Lord will settle with your soul from what was seen as beef
Mum said spill the liquor its the devils' evening
I'd rather count my workers dues so him and I are even
Yuck
I suck my teeth, it's a murder spree
Terrible tragedies, colorful tees with photos on
More of my p with loafers on
Those trainers weren't comfy for me
But got me A to B TFL fares can suck me off
Like an au pair on both knees
She a pretty girl with petty flaws
I slap it 'pon her petit pois
Je ne sais quoi
Nah, I dont spit hard, it's hard drugs
I shot 'dat and I won't need work for 5 months
Check it, run my check and run it back
I'm due for damages the way I strike the beat, a match alight
But ain't no match for me
When you preach my name in vain, a cold heart
Ice is in my veins like I'm 'bout to blow blaow
Done with chat the gat a conversation piece
And a conversation starter
Man'll barter with your life a corn chip? Now that's a bargain
Why you laughing
Your'e next 'cuz, get yourself in line
'Cah the words uttered under breath were out of line
But
My apologies
That's for my enemies, friends, and the fiends
I said that I will make it soon and i would have a piece
Instead its bud stuffed inside a pack like collard greens
'Manna
I'll tell you bout the dreams
(Collard greens)
I'll tell you 'bout the dreams
When it was bud stuffed inside a pack like collard greens
Sometimes it gives me nightmares,
I'll tell you 'bout the dreams
Tryna get what Diddy made
Doing what got Biggie shot if donny wanna play his games
The money or the fame i'll take it
Round me there's mirrors on the wall it's satan
Finger to my chest it's blatant,
I'm the one who'll take your tendons
With the blade I failed to mention
Pigs in uniform the undie almost reached his pension
Once a Fed still a Fed
Once a bitch still a bitch
Hormones sittin in the midst
Got the metal by his hip
If he had told,
Well the plug Pakistani but the gun come Afghan
Due to 'tun your back tan
Duss' you wid a backhand
Sweep you with a dustpan
And put you in the bin
I'm bored of all this mainstream, I've come for carnagin'
Bro had six staff rolling with the packs he bartering
Its gotta kickstart before line will ring
Nuttin' look so fine in cling
Leather kicks 'cah its easier to rinse
Funny thing 'cah it aint the same with sins
Bloodied hands inside the sink
Wash off the blood of Jesus, Joseph and Mary
Look at thier children thier buried in coffins
Brothers and cousins at funerals
Who had killed him well you would know
Blood on the walls and windows
My dreams are fake
The Nightmare evolves every step i take
If you go away
On a summer day
Then you might as well
Take the sun away
All the bird that flew
In the summer sky
When our love was new
And our hearts were high
And the day was young
And the night was low
And the moon stood still
For the nightbird song
If you go away
If you go away
If you go
Away