Lyrics Vanowen - Moodie Black

Vanowen

Out between fulton and woodman
I’m a nigga but browning and blackened
I arrest like I know what I’m doing
I’m the left gangster rapper in ruins
Influenced by vultures that bred in the western
Im a arrow pulled out where your chest hurt
Wether paris or back with the terrorist
The last run took a bite of my family
One perished
I’m nervous as fuck where my life is
Been another bad human I’m hiding
I was able to fly in the palm trees
I made into weapons I’m barely surviving
Bitch
I’m like way beyond static and kanye
I’ve been doing this noise like its my way
Out of LA IM Bumming your plastic
All my stress on the dirt is in asterisks
Coming to Cali No worries
Though my people in shambles I’m mourning
I resemble a tearing new people appearing
I’m waking at 4 in the mornings
There’s no way I’m bound to be left out
Warhol
Promises
I knew where the road was
And I knew where my tribe is I was like
(P. Mottron)
Not to tarry, for your face
Not to tarry, for your body
Will not last