Moonshooter

Who the fuck asked you man?

Its kill or be killed, not heal or be healed
Fake is the new real
I wanna say what happened to Hip-Hop
But then I'd be nagging
I wanna say you niggas wack, but then I'd be bragging
Huh
The last dragon flame thrower lawn mower
Charge toward your greener grass
Bypass your band wagon
Til its all over, bring the white flag in
Towels get thrown thrones get new kings
Feelings go numb cause you been through things
Balls get dropped think hoop dreams
Get fried over the gravy that's poutine
See I decorate my emotions in metaphors
Tell stories with allegories, so on, so forth
But who give a shit?
The long, lost lyricist
Niggas got rich talking non-sense
Get yours

Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around
In a world so cold at least the sun is out
Live in my mind I question everything
To that point, I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around

Hopped off the porch like
One of these days Ima hop out the Porsche
Caught up in a daze had a pack of Newports
Couple dollars to my name
Some knowledge in my brain
And my best foot forth
I've never been afraid, I'm protected by a force
I can't really explain and I'm guided by the source
Fuck up out my way before I knock you off course
I was donkey of the day, now I'm on my high horse (I)
Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around
Janky promoters always gave me the run around
Hard times like (Huh)
Bad trips like (Huh)
Head to the sky like can I win one time?
Fuck
Yea, tis the question
I had to eat the industry was giving me indigestion
But opting out ain't an option in my profession
You don't know what I'm talkin bout tho
Here's the lesson

Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around
In a world so cold at least the sun is out
Live in my mind I question everything
To that point, I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
I don't know what to think
Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around