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  • April 1, 2009

    Man on the moon

    They can’t comprehend
    They even come close to understanding him
    I guess if I was born they would love me more
    Guess if I was simple in the mind
    Everything would be fine
    Maybe if I was jerk to girls
    Instead of being nice and speakin kind words
    But then maybe it would be ok to say then
    I wasn’t a good guy to begin with

    I be that man on the moon
    I’m that man on the moon
    And imma do what I do so
    Do you hey hey
    I be posted with a blunt and a brew my dude
    I’m that man on the moon
    I’m up up on the moon


    Close my eyes, hide in the dark
    It’s a curtain call, come one come all
    All I try to do is make it simple
    The ones that make it complicated
    Never get congradulated
    I’m sumtin different in all aspects
    Don’t want a woman jus to love her assets
    Still wife her up even with her flat chest
    The type to get hurt
    But that’s the past tense

    2 years ago
     

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