Mwaka Moon

Pyroman
Welcome to the year moon

A bit of Amsterdam in my mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I barely breathe, success gave me wings
The same chick who turned her back on me has me in the camera
Soon rich
When the year moon hits the mark

Hello Earth, here, there's no water
Weird like a Freemason's sound
Who are they really, I don't know
Before God, there's nothing anyway
I got hoes, everything's heavy
I put on a show, in a Lambo, oh yeah, man
K.l.h is in the zoo
Man, pass it around, it smells like kush

A bit of Amsterdam in my mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I barely breathe, success gave me wings
The same chick who turned her back on me has me in the camera
Soon rich
When the year moon hits the mark

Dems, dems
Getting sucked is not cheating
Success is not a mistake
Too many bills: Yellows, greens, purples
I denied everything, threw you under the bus
Everything is written, yeah, that's what they told me
The same ones who said I wouldn't make it
Never man buries himself alive, never man gives up
I illuminate, I eliminate, enemies, imminent
No words, punches on the lips
If I pee in the city, it's because I'm in the fields
Big slut, on all fours on the pavement
I was harmless, an offense and I kill
One more gum
On the pavement, I accumulate troubles
Street fights
I take the network, man, I leave you only the wifi
In the studio, I'm killing it, in the studio, you're just making noise
They kill to take our lands like G. Bush, Saddam r.I.p
I still don't know how to navigate yet I only know rats-pi
Dems, dems

A bit of Amsterdam in my mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I barely breathe, success gave me wings
The same chick who turned her back on me has me in the camera
Soon rich
When the year moon hits the mark

Ding dong, here comes the year
I walk in the city like a wrecked soul
Waiting for them to fall under the ak (brrr)
I observe like King Kong above Manhattan
It's been a while since I've been a mess
Lying in a tomb full of old worries
I come from another world, here, I don't fit in
Don't be surprised, I come from there
All of this is shady

A bit of Amsterdam in my mouth (yaw yaw yaw yaw yaw)
A breath of oxygen in the kush (yaw yaw yaw)
In the void, I barely breathe, success gave me wings
The same chick who turned her back on me has me in the camera
Soon rich
When the year moon hits the mark

Life is tough, a bit like my dick
It made me win women but lose the one I loved
My love juice, on so many faces
I release my rage through flings
I don't say the words because they kill me
I fuck mothers for pocket change
In those cases, I want you to gossip
And then tell me I shouldn't have been born
I'm off to Mississippi, where no one knows who I am
I'm damned, I'm roasted
Gold tooth in a biscuit
I drink more and more, to forget my wrongs
On a sick beat by Pyroman under the spotlight
I burn my wings
Oooh
Aaaaaah, year moon
I'm fucking out, aah