Lyrics Something in the water - Lunar C

Something in the water

Very very very important
Tipper gang
Going all out but I’m all in
Zoned out but I’m zoned in
Money low, more was going out than was going in
But I was going in
That boy got the devil in him
In Bradford but we smoke Cali buds
Head is spinning like a exorcism
Don’t pass me nothing, I’ve had enough
Going all out but I’m all in
Zoned out but I’m zoned in
Money low, more was going out than was going in
But I was going in
That boy got the devil in him
In Bradford but we smoke Cali buds
Head is spinning like a exorcism
Don’t pass me nothing, I’ve had enough
I live this shit the long way, I’m not cutting any corners
Gullyest in Yorkshire, whole gang sick, something in the water
Can’t take me for some any old Neil
Don’t care how anyone feels
Yellow on teal
Everything D-D-Dirtbrain
They was doubting then they got real
Lunar’s still the same dude, nothing’s changed
Big bars make them screw up their face
It’s never too fucking late
To stop bitching and do something great
Move forward, you’re moonwalking, ain’t getting nowhere fast
In the wrong direction, no one to help them, gotta make their own way back
I’m not from a good background
But look at how
I went from being a dumb class clown
To a full grown scumbag now
You could be like me if you just sat down
And did nothing but writing rhymes
And spliff hogging when it kicks off
I’m kick boxing, pissed wobbling
Tryna put a dent in this big sovereign
You couldn’t be wilder if your name was Deontay
Don’t care if you take it the wrong way
I say what I want mate, not phased
If you’re big or round, punching above my weight
Like Jay with Beyoncé
I’m still waiting 'til they break up
I’m playing the long game
Going all out but I’m all in
Zoned out but I’m zoned in
Money low, more was going out than was going in
But I was going in
That boy got the devil in him
In Bradford but we smoke Cali buds
Head is spinning like a exorcism
Don’t pass me nothing, I’ve had enough
Going all out but I’m all in
Zoned out but I’m zoned in
Money low, more was going out than was going in
But I was going in
That boy got the devil in him
In Bradford but we smoke Cali buds
Head is spinning like a exorcism
Don’t pass me nothing, I’ve had enough
They’re acting hard but they’re fucking liars
Got me uninspired, tell them dead the hype
Rocking balaclavas like Pussy Riot
I came out the gutter like Pennywise
Been stressing, another girl gave me a ten digit number
Dur, how the hell are we gonna meet up and have sex with each other
Uncultured, not well travelled
I was sniffing that top shelf tackle
Soft wet flannel
Rappers act hard but being yourself is a lot less hassle
Blacked out, only happy when I self destruct
Virgin on a breakdown like I’m angry that I never fuck
Savage with it, make money and gamble it away
Put a monkey on a horse like the war of the Planet of the Apes
You’re a big boss and you’re stacking dough
How come I’ve never heard of you then?
The only G in you is a bag of coke
Snakes in this game like a 3210
Going all out but I’m all in
Zoned out but I’m zoned in
Money low, more was going out than was going in
But I was going in
That boy got the devil in him
In Bradford but we smoke Cali buds
Head is spinning like a exorcism
Don’t pass me nothing, I’ve had enough
Tipper, Tipper gang
Tipper gang, Tipper gang
Tipper, Tipper gang
Lu, it’s fucking Minus man
Where the fuck are ya?
Enjoy your food