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[Verse 1: Skyzoo]
Still call me S-K-Y-Z-O-O
In honour of the half moon part
The tattoo scars, the backroom jaws
They say that it was too for real and that I rap too far
They say I shouldnât shoot to kill and try to rap through yâall
If a Henny bottle could talk, itâd sing my last two bars
Iâm the inner side of the raw, the middle part of the core
The base of what you was basing, youâre winning on from the door
The basement that got it shaking when it was bottles galore
ând breaking when they was breaking to get inside of the hall
Iâm a park bench logo, foam posits and polo
âem grey bottoms get three wears before we throw those
Iâm made by the shit you would hear
So how the flow go?
Should all be accredited back to my [ ? ? ]
Back to the bar bettinâ it
Back to the start sketchinâ it
It sound like white GS rappinâ like Shawn said it (haha)
Or Avirex leathers and [ ? ? ? ? ]
For yâall motherfuckerâs that donât get it
[Chorus]
This is half moon part baby
Know who we are baby
We play the sound like we ainât here with that bomb baby
No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby
And if you ride just remember what we are baby
[Verse 2: Chuuuwee]
Scarface the rapper did more than Scarface the movie for us of course
Cause bitches selling they souls to be married, pushing a Porsche
Mattress is by the window, sleeping out on the floor
Iâm ghetto out on the porch, revisiting â94
Iâm slick as a southern pimp
When I spittinâ a couple bars
When I twist inside of the raw
When Iâm giving it to all of yâall
Iâm the dope from around the alley
I pitched it to get a car
A younginâ whoring an onion
Just wishinâ to be a star
Iâm southside stompinâ in gravel
Chasinâ my paper
Pimpinâ pistols, high stencil
This scripture got them in awe
Got it soundinâ like, Naughty by Nature
In Chuck Taylorâs
Iâm the west coast [ ? ? ]
With this verbatim
Yes I are baby
Get in this car baby
Donât try to play like you ainât knew who who we are baby
[Chorus]
This is half moon part baby
Know who we are baby
We play the sound like we ainât here with that bomb baby
No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby
And if you ride just remember what we are baby
[Verse 3: Tayyib Ali]
Yeah I young but my hustle hard
As far as I can remember back
Iâve been fuckinâ raw
Livinâ in Philly man
No broken heart
No book of law
But itâs my time right now
So I sit back and take it all
In a pimp house
Spittingâs just the way I live
Just tryinâ make it big
Think âbout all the things I did
Half of yâall fakinâ to be
Whatever you say you is
Drink so much that I probably
Never see straight again, damn
I come alive when he turn on the mic
You heard of me right?
Verbally nice
Murder the hype
Irvin and Mike
Ball hard, never fall
Word to my life
Niggaâs come at you like water
Freeze up and turn in to ice
But whatâs life?
Cause that ainât really
What I thought I take from it
Top spot that they wanted
Lack biddenâs that eight-hunnit
Far side yâall state runninâ
Visionary, my day cominâ
You see me nigga?
They say somethinâ
Ainât no frontinâ
Iâm just straight stuntinâ
[Chorus]
This is half moon part baby
Know who we are baby
We play the sound like we ainât here with that bomb baby
No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby
And if you ride just remember what we are baby