Professor Green

Professor Green - How Many Moons songtekst

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(chorus)
how  many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
have i got left til ive no breath left to breathe
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings 

(professor green)
have i got left til ive no breath left to breathe 
how longs left for me 
for whatever the time , for the rest of mine 
im gonna spend time 
putting an end to my 
enemies who wanna put an end to my shine 
why bother try offending me ?
its off with the heads of these swines 
when i sign out you're gonna remember me 

Remember me ? dont nobody wanna send for me 
the only time they mention me or speak or me disrespecfully is when they sleep
ive been between alot of legs of a body of a centipede 
please enemies be more courteous , save me or forget to breath 
life could be easier i could ease it up 
instead i look like someone tryna squeeze a dump 
and i havent eatin in months so i need these MC's on the edge
ill be the reason they jump off 
remember the jump off 
when i come forth 
you dont wanna be the MC i run towards 
i like miley i like straight i aint no dumbledore
untowartooce looks like i love and adore 
but its custom i come before 
and its cool if i cant it up coz ive got a cucumber for you 
fuck the world ima stick it in mud
stingy wanna drink you can piss ina cup 
i leave women as livid as stunts
so run your lips ive been itching to give a chick abit of a cunt punt 

(chorus)
how  many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings 
(professor green)
have i got left til ive no breath left to breathe 
how longs left for me 
for whatever the time , for the rest of mine 
im gonna spend time 
putting an end to my 
enemies who wanna put an end to my shine 
why bother try offending me ?
its off with the heads of these swines 
when i sign out you're gonna remember me 

sanity i squandered it
i think ive gone too far in darkness im wonderin
guess he aint on the list 
well im pissed off that i aint on top of it
deep in thought ,conspiring
get the violin 
call my thought
a firing frime
and twiddling thumbs 
im playing the worlds smallest violin
inconsiderate like i give a fuck how they feel
kidnapping rappers and having them as microwave meals
i know my meals ready when the microwave stops 
ima look more jack nickolsen than i am michael j fox 
the creep that crept up on daisy low
in the baby grow
i sat on her knee and told her to touch me inapropriotely until my daisy grows
im not a man of her man kind
mechanical mad man
i make hannibal look more like annabelle im an animal right now

(chorus)
how  many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
have i got left til ive no breath left to breathe
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings (have i got left)

how  many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings
have i got left til ive no breath left to breathe
how many moons (how many moons)
how many mornings (have i got left)

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