J Lethal - Gone To The Moon lyrics

I'm gone to the moon, I'm higher than a b**h My n***a T told me to snap so I'ma rip this sh** Flow stay harder than a got-damn erection No h*mo, flow sicker than a staph infection Okay, Lemon Kush on deck got me blowing on that lemonade Pistol on my hip, b**h I think, I think I'm D. Wade And if ya'll n***as dogs then ya'll gettin' spayed And oh, b**h I'm paid, that's all I gotta say Can't see you lil' n***as 'cause the money in the way Yeah, I'm a gangsta riding, blazing If a n***a talking sh**, then I'm choppin' with the K Heaven Sent to Hell Bent, I bring the flames I bring propane with every bar Even Stevie Wonder could see that I'm still a f**in' star Still the freshest stunna riding in a new edition k**ing all ya top rappers 'cause I got no competition Yo, I'm as sick as it gets, I'm sicker than a slit on the wrist Purple Sprite up in my cup got me leaning like this I be moving, I be working She be t**ng, we be f**ing, we be nuttin' Getting money comes naturally to me it's nothin' Blunt full of Purp, another blunt full of Gans I'm a fire flame spitter 'bouta rip this sh** again And to the kids, d** k**, I'm acknowledging that But when I'm on the d**, I don't have a problem with that They said Lethal go and k** it, Lethal you the realist Only f** with bad b**hes and some certified k**ers I got that brain dead flow, would ya like to come and see Tell the world you ain't seen Divine until you've seen me Choppa make ya flip, call it acrobatics I'm a lion, I ain't lying, b**h ya dealing with a savage Got some n***as still hatin' but I think they need to wake up b**h it's 2012, I think ya need to get ya cake up R.I.P to J Lethal 'cause I guess I'm fresh to d**h I be balling like it's illegal, spent four hundred on my belt And don't you b**hes lie, 'cause you know I be the hottest On my Hugh Hef. sh**, getting brain like I'm in college b**h