《How Many Moons》是Professor Green演唱的歌曲，由Stephen Manderson、Reinhard Rietsch、Markus Wagner作曲，收錄於《At Your Inconvenience》專輯中。
基本介紹
- 外文名：How Many Moons
- 所屬專輯：At Your Inconvenience
- 歌曲原唱：Professor Green
- 歌曲語言：英語
歌曲歌詞
how many moons
how many mornings
how many moons
how many mornings
have i got left til i've no breath left to breathe
how longs left for me
for whatever the time for the rest of mine
i'm gonna spend time
putting an end to my
enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
why bother try offending me
it's off with the heads of these swines
when i sign out you're gonna remember me
remember me don't nobody wanna send for me
the only time they mention me or speak or me disrespecfully is when they
sleep
i've been between a lot of legs of a body of a centipede
please enemies be more courteous save me or forget to breath
life could be easier i could ease it up
instead i look like someone tryna squeeze a dump
and i haven't eatin in months so i need these mc's on the edge
i'll be the reason they jump off
remember the jump off
when i come forth
you don't wanna be the mc i run towards
i like miley i like straight i aint no dumbledore
untowartooce looks like i love and adore
but it's custom i come before
and it's cool if i can't it up coz i've got a cucumber for you
fuck the world ima stick it in mud
stingy wanna drink you can piss ina cup
i leave women as livid as stunts
so run your lips i've been itching to give a chick abit of a cunt punt
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
have i got left til i've no breath left to breathe
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
have i got left til i've no breath left to breathe
how longs left for me
for whatever the time for the rest of mine
i'm gonna spend time
putting an end to my
enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
why bother try offending me
it's off with the heads of these swines
when i sign out you're gonna remember me
sanity i squandered it
i think i've gone too far in darkness i'm wonderin
guess he aint on the list
well i'm pissed off that i aint on top of it
deep in thought conspiring
get the violin
call my thought
a firing frime
and twiddling thumbs
i'm playing the worlds smallest violin
inconsiderate like i give a fuck how they feel
kidnapping rappers and having them as microwave meals
i know my meals ready when the microwave stops
ima look more jack nickolsen than i am michael j fox
the creep that crept up on daisy low
in the baby grow
i sat on her knee and told her to touch me inapropriotely until my daisy
grows
