| How many moons?
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| How many mornings?
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| How many moons?
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left til I’ve no breath left to breathe?
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| How long’s left for me?
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| For whatever the time, for the rest of mine
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| I’m gonna spend time putting an end to my
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| Enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
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| Why bother try offending me?
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| Its off with the heads of these swines
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| When I sign out you’re gonna remember me
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| Remember me? |
| Don’t nobody wanna send for me
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| The only time they mention me or speak or me disrespectfully is when they sleep
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| I’ve been between a lot of legs of a body of a centipede
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| Please enemies be more courteous, save me the sweat and forget to breath
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| Life could be easier I could ease it up
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| Instead I look like someone tryna squeeze a dump
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| And I haven’t eatin in months so I need these MC’s on the edge
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| Ill be the reason they jump off
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| Remember the jump off
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| When I come forth
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| You dont wanna be the MC I run towards
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| I like my liquor like I’m straight I ain’t no Dumbledore
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| Untoward two sluts like I love and adore you
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| But this custom I come before you
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| And its cool if I can’t get it up coz ive got a cucumber for you
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| Fuck the world Ima stick it in mud
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| And stingy wanna drink you can piss ina cup
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| I leave women as livid as stunts
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| So run your lips ive been itching to give a chick a bit of a cunt punt
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left til I’ve no breath left to breathe?
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left til I’ve no breath left to breathe?
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| How long’s left for me?
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| For whatever the time, for the rest of mine
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| I’m gonna spend time putting an end to my
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| Enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
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| Why bother try offending me?
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| Its off with the heads of these swines
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| When I sign out you’re gonna remember me
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| Sanity I squandered it
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| I think I’ve gone bit too far in darkness I’m wondering
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| Ghetts hes pissed he ain’t on the list
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| Well I’m pissed I’m not on the top of it
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| Deep in thought conspiring
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| Get the fireman
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| Call my thought
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| A firing frime
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| Not twiddling thumbs
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| I’m playing the worlds smallest violin
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| Inconsiderate like I give a fuck how they feel
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| Kidnapping rappers and having them as microwave meals
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| I know my meals ready when the microwave stops
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| I’m a lot more Jack Nicholson than I am Michael J Fox
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| The creep that crept up on Pixie Lott
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| In the baby grow
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| I sat on her knee and told her to touch me inappropriately until my daisy grows
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| I’m not a man of her man kind
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| Mechanical mad man
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| I make Hannibal look more like an Annabel I’m an animal at night
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left til I’ve no breath left to breathe?
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left?
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left til I’ve no breath left to breathe?
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| How many moons? |
| (How many moons?)
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| How many mornings
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| Have I got left? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How Many Moons , by - Professor Green. Song from the album At Your Inconvenience, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп