Texty:
Dead Moon Don T Look Back

gone inside Don't look back You were simple in your little games You're so simple now it's all the same Don't look back Don't look back on those times

Throw your motherfucking Cincinnati hats in the sky Nigga, don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter

or the other though neither are to be what they claim If you're looking to get silly, you better get back from where you came You know the cops don't

peace Lookin' in the eyes of the grieved and deceased Father please, send me back, I don't wanna die I'm not as strong as I was and I can't lie During

' wrong with dancin' and drinkin' and havin' fun (Girl, get on the floor, put your back into it) Why won't you take your dead ass home if you ain't havin', none? (Don't

with fire - don't you know when to quit? Playin with fire - don't you know you're gonna get lit? Playin with fire - don't you know it don't make no sense

the moon to high to judge call my ex b*tch that did foul sh*t f*ck her brains out and settle the grudge back shot revenge style aint no love light gro

Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word That I told the chief on Rich Port I don't wanna merge [Raekwon] I skated through the back of the building

room when you're circling the moon And don't wanna come back down, trapped and doom [The Soul of John Black-Singing] I look into your eyes and wonder