Texty:
Dead Moon A Fix On You

! Did the moon see you? No sir! Did you go cross the river? Yes sir! Did you fix your rake? Yes sir! Did you stay down wind? Yes sir! Did you hide your

the ticket cause My names on the list V.I.p wristband triple A card Hangin from ma nekk Your not a musician, put you in a room with a computer you just

man I am today See cause if you forget where you come from, heheh You're never gonna make it where you're goin, aheh Because you lost the reality of yourself

, we'll catch a dove and say whatever you say I don't mind if you dream out loud fix your hair a fallout cloud, Hey I don't mind whatever you're going

tricky save you later ? Before ya wake up! Doin' hard, I'm clippin' their head Rentio, bitch aware used to live in Brooklyn now you rest In a sementary, it's a full moon

come is Tupac It's politics, it's all a fix Setup by these white blue collared hicks Just to make a dollar off of black music With a subliminal ball

Jesus And a reason for every bullet hole in the Plot laid out for her All the strung-out kids on Dead Street Gave her directions and a fix She's got

other keep us going strong. Black knight, take a bite. She can double it up. And she's a way of life. And whether dead or alive, she got a fix on me

of bitch, I'll never forget We forced met on a Oujia board Miss Crabber Damned, she would chew on snakes And swallow a ninja sword I said, "hey bitch, how do you