Charles Hamilton - Moonlight Comedians lyrics

b**h I love this beat Hear me out I'm so down, that if you press A, I'ma knock a n***a straight into yesterday Liu Kang. I do my thang. The music thang. You knew my name Now it's time to know Like it's time to snow. NYC January. February Necessary to be the man who's scary But don't make me take it to December A month before these n***as might remember what a ten is with my sentences See, I'm abusing time. Not to say that I don't love it, but f** it The way I moonwalk through time has n***as saying you often out your mind But I'm way too cool for the sh** that I spit This ain't preschool dude. Just listen to this! Oh, come on and check it out I'm holdin' it down in my house Oh, check it Oh, check it Oh, check it OUT! I'm holding it down, and it's still my house Y'all can call me Charles McCartney The way I talk to beats it's all exhausting for other MCs who can't talk what I bring Because I bring the night sky and light beams Mad prisoners to my prisms. Listen for a minute See, I like to light light on fire The kinda bright type I'm only calling myself a little bit of a genius, because I have a little bit of a zenith. And I reached it Now I'm beyond it. Just to be honest Every time I vomit, n***as like to bottle it and sip it. Fine then Follow me a minute. I'm a model with these b**hes And they love to sit next to me, while poppin' ecstasy O, blessed be Oh, come on and check it out I'm holdin' it down in my house Oh, check it Oh, check it Oh, check it out I'm holding it down, and it's still my house These conversations are meant for your contemplation But, honestly, I'm just making sh** for n***as to say andale to that fake sh** The greatest I am, and will remain. Damn A n***a's name is getting stretched out 'Cause these n***as put an X to my clout I came through with excellent doubt Put the world on. Now the world gone Dog gone, world Why you had to be a dog? Life's a b**h. I don't like this sh** But I'm into beastiality Hit it from the back, till indeed she laughs at me That b**h wanna get walked While I'm walking hip-hop with my slick talk Get off is what I do all the time So, call it a rhyme. I call it a lifespan of mine Oh, come on and check it out I'm holdin' it down in my house Oh, check it Oh, check it Oh, check it out I'm holding it down, and it's still my house