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Full Moon
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Full Moon was released on April 24, 2012 by SoundHouse – Acquired Strange Music Assets as a part of the album Paranormal
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Release DateApril 24, 2012
LabelSoundHouse – Acquired Strange Music Assets
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prozak
Prozak
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Prozak
Prozak
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Seven" Summers
Michael "Seven" Summers
Producer

Lyrics

Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Maybe I should set an example, extract some blood samples
Run this razor blade across his throat and add a sample
Dismantle his body into pieces, sink him in this reservoir
What the fuck you starin' for, what the fuck you take me for?
Take this as an act of war
Dressed in black and strap my lord
Act like demons from the past, I'm tappin' at your chamber door
Quote the raven "Nevermore", Edger Allen, I implore
Hope you prayed before you were placed underneath this cellar boards
I'm so unlike my Berkowitz, your existence superfluous
My persistence to hurt you and remove you from this earth
And it's vital that I complete the cycle
Proceed to murder your idols on pins and needles
Were you bleedin' with knives and wipes
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
I've been in this game (so long)
I'm numb to the pain (hold on)
I function this way (mind gone)
You takin' my place? (Dead wrong)
I'm infamous, incision you to increments
With these instruments of vigilance, have you wishin' for innocence
Beat you into submission, bitch
Show you the mind of villain instead of killin' it
Lyrically, like you ain't feelin' this
Always perceiving, seemin' to be the seed of a demon
'Cause you can't seem to beat 'em or cease 'em from breathin'
I'm sick of this, ignorance, illegitimate, hatin' shit
Bitches, stay up out my mix, jockin' on my style, so sick
You talk about my style so much, you might as well be my publicist
Twenty-ten, back again, resurrect like I'm from Nazareth
Yeah, yeah, no
Show me, uh
Yeah
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Maybe it's just best to leave me by my lonely, homey
Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me
People actin' kinda funny like a full moon
Got me feelin' dark gloom, and I'm psycho just like some gas fumes
Huh, people actin' real funny, you know what I'm sayin'?
There must be a full moon in this motherfucker of something
Written by: Prozak
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