Moon Crickets lyrics

[Verse 1]
I spit in the face of your god and religion
Got no time for fake politicians
Metaphysical, lyrical, spiritual
c*cky in vagina, that’s my ritual
Bad boy, rude boy, sound boy, killer
Be damned if a red neck call me his n*gga
[?] being my choice of liquor
Turning most women to a certified sinner
Mentally sick, motherf*cker, I lost it
Skeletons and rainbow flags in your closet
Don’t trouble trouble, trouble never troubled you
Moon Crickets locks sh*t down like curfew

[Verse 2]
Listen, hon, I ain’t the one
And tell Cyndi Lauper girls wanna hold guns
You can’t see me, son
Like I left you ungrateful bast*rds at prec*m
sh*tty n*ggas tryna holla
Shut your mouth and show me your baby mama
‘cause y’all n*ggas broke, could only afford drama
Came back before [?], got n*ggas [?] trauma
She sells seashells by the sea shore
He raised in hell [?] clientele caught up in street war
Once you in, you know that there ain’t no detour
We need to eat more
What you think I rep the streets for?
[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest f*ck a niece from the Bronx

[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down

[Verse 3]
Summertime, British Knights
Gucci shoes, matching coupes
Getting money, that’s the truth
[?], pass the [?]
Krush Groove [?]
First crush, please believe
[?]
Little girls feeling me
Priest tough cat, bring some b*tches from the Stat
Nia Long [?], I hope they looking like that
[?] on the track like I throw napalm
[?]’s heavy like the eagle that’s on Ghostface arm
[Verse 4: Killah Priest]
Yo, I drink from a chalice
Watch color of a salad
Knowledge of god as I walk out the palace
n*ggas get mad when I build on
How I can manifest the real form
See I’m a neutron
Ginseng thoughts, when it’s hot, that's oolong
f*ck Pérignon, n*gga, this that new don
Accommodated his self [?]
Standing at the beach with a fur coat on

[Verse 5]
Deep in the hood, that’s where I be at
Chill with the honeys, spark my trees at
Pull up on the block, seats all black
Windows tinted, dimes in the back
It’s sunny outside, I might blow a stack
My new girl, I’ma crazy f*ck that
n*ggas wild out, it’s time to bust back
Sweet tooth all my life, gotta have it

[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest f*ck a niece from the Bronx
[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down

[Verse 6]
Rock cars habit, thirty-two shots magic
PKs [?] on the mic, straight hat tricks
Chiropractic, break your back, b*tch
Snap your neck, straight crack cabbages
Dug couple holes, n*ggas had me on some dog sh*t
Look ‘fore I leap, yeah, I’m always on that frog sh*t
I want it all so I’ma get up on that hog sh*t
[?] but I want it all regardless
Got more wings in the land of the godless
Still busting nuts on girls like squirrel’s fathers
Knocking n*ggas out their right hooks ample
f*ck boys will need eye pads like Apple

[Verse 7]
Scream like the realest among gods
Fear that my pyramid sun charge and some large
Peace like a killer with gun cards
A hundred thousand entourage for one god at large
Street psychics, [?] violence
Real science off the island
Nine miles up when [?]
But hold the line, lightning stroke flying
Glow when the [?] roll
I am UV sign, delete crows ’til they’re sleep souls
Weak froze, poltergeist, souls of ice
Golden life, slow motion heist

[Bridge]
Aiyo, Wallabees sparkle in the hood Cinder-fella
With King Kong Jerry swallowing Coachella
Bird on the arm, Lebanese piece with long heat and Priest f*ck a niece from the Bronx

[Hook]
Wu-Tang in the house get down
Moon Crickets in the house get down
Killa Beez in the house get down
Get down
Get down