Other Side of the Moon Video (MV)

Verse 1:
I'm Mr wonderful da money plentiful da baddies beautiful We in da bungalow
This the jungle flow let da thunder blow we not the government so whatcha running foe
You know we hunting for the f*ckin coon you can try to hide In the panic room But you know I ride for the Northside on the other side of the f*cking moon
I pack a broom that's the street sweeper get yo head chop like a meat cleaver but the shit deeper da gate keeper here come the reaper but I'm for the people
I'm something lethal but I'm never evil
45 wit da desert eagle gotta gun license so my shit legal
I'm da King everything is Regal
You niggas weasel something feeble shoot da needle shoot the dope I look at shit thru a microscope hang yo self wit a f*ckin rope
You can go to vote, go to cry, go to march, go to die
I'm hoping you open your 3rd eye you couldn't see god if rode by
We on the other side of the moon...
We smoking my nigga we gettin high the sucker niggas they gettin by
Da police they couldn't identify
We on the other side of the moon...
Niggas be talkin just like a coon
You niggas is born wit a silver spoon
Da bikers come thru and they clear the room
Verse 2:
You niggas try to rule like mussolini you'll disappear like da great houdini
I rock da beanie I'll drive da Bentley I'm only gonna shop for shit that fit me
I'm always crispy da shtick is wit me In da clubhouse wit a 5th of whiskey I'ma do blocks until I'm 60 LED MOB nigga when da shit get risky Corpus Christie open Carry Dirty Larry you can never scare me
My pops was a G so he prepared me I'm sick in da head and they couldn't repair me My brothers get focused da war is on we moving you first like a f*cking pawn
I'm f*cking shit up like I'm Genghis khan we bringing the murdering word is bond
That's No Capping, F*ck rapping, You still trappin, You still yappin,
They kidnappin, They phone tappin, They keep laughing, This beat slappin
Hit these folks wit a mega blow We move thru da hood like Sicario I'm ready for every scenario
Freedom is something you'll never know.
We on the other side of the moon...
We smoking my nigga we gettin high the sucker niggas they gettin by
Da police they couldn't identify
We on the other side of the moon...
Niggas be talkin just like a coon
You niggas is born wit a silver spoon
Da bikers come thru and they clear the room