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 long's left for me, 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 of me disrespectfully 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 the sweat and forget to breathe
Life could be easier, I could ease it up breathe
Instead I look like someone trying to squeeze a dump
And I ain't eating 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 her straight, I ain't no Dumbledore
Untoward, too stressed like I love and adore you
But its custom I come before you and it's cool if I can't get it up
'Cause I've got a cucumber for you
f** the world, I'ma stick it in mud stingy
Wanna drink? You can piss in a cup, I leave women as livid as stunts
So run your lips, I've been itching to give a chick a bit of a c*nt, 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?)
Have I got left 'til I've no breath left to breathe
How long's left for me, 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 a bit too far
In darkness I'm wondering guess his b**h, he ain't on the list
Well, I'm pissed off, I'm not at top of it
Deep in thought conspiring, getting the firing
Call my thought a firing frime and twiddling thumbs
I'm hating the world's smallest violin
Inconsiderate like I give a f** how they feel
Kidnapping rappers and having them as microwave meals
I know my meals ready when the microwave stops
I'm a lot more Jack Nicholson 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 inappropriately
Until my daisy grows
I'm not a man of her mankind, mechanical mad man
I make Hannibal look more like Annabelle, I'm an animal right now
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?)
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?)