Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Moon, artist - Deftones. Album song B-Sides & Rarities, in the genre
Date of issue: 01.11.2009
Record label: Maverick Recording Company
Song language: English
Black Moon |
You know what you can’t come floppin' dat shit |
If you run up guess what i’m stoppin' dat shit |
Still can’t figure out nothin' or find flaws |
Take the pauls better recognize bodies on the lawn |
If you see such, might touch, home is the crutch |
Roll the dutch with the bunch of we never have enough |
Hold steady for the lyrical melee with deli-cate rhymes |
An alphabetical order of one at a time |
Should we break it up welcome the true while you fearin' it |
And looking at the youth whatcha gonna do they hearin' it |
Don’t hate your face still in the air lookin at |
You made me twist you up your all crooked now |
Take a step back sucker you got spit on |
Payback comin' from all those you shit on |
(Why) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Guess what? |
i see you |
(So What) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Bitch what? |
i see you |
Check the mic cord every place i roam |
And all the bullshit cease when i pull my chrome |
It’s automatic, drastic the way i blow you |
Incredible and unforgettable |
I make you bounce to the rhythm what counts i hit em |
Straight ounce of venom and great amounts of visim |
I’m the psycho lookin' for the prey |
All the way out in the boondocks with the AK on |
(Why) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Guess what? |
i see you |
(So What) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Bitch what? |
i see you |
The hand on the clocks tickin', the plot thickens time |
Runnin out you can’t hide from the gat clickin' punk |
Hit the floor rhyme to even the score people |
We’ll be hearin' about the way ya were in folklore cuz |
(MC's) amaze and the people you knew were rippin' up |
Rollin' em up with weed then spliff em i got the need |
Say (WHAT WHAT) on something to pump up |
Jump up just like a record that cut up |
Try to nut up think it’s funny |
I’ll wrap your ass up like the mummy |
With rhymes, suckas they run from me |
Wanna get away, that’s a better way, ya heard |
Tell me the word and kilts comin' with poison verbs |
And vocab sucka’s be leavin' out on the slab |
(why) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Guess what? |
i see you |
(so what) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Bitch what? |
i see you |
(So what) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Guess what? |
i see you |
(so what) |
Whatcha gonna do |
I got mad crew |
You on the camera |
Bitch what? |
i see you |
(So What, So What) |