Professor Green - How Many Moons

How many moons. How many mornings.
How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left tillI’ve no breath left to breathe
How long’s left for me
Whatever the time, for the rest of mine
I’m gonna spend time
Putting an end to my
Enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
Why bother try offending me!?
It’s off with the heads of these swines!
When I sign out you’re gonna remember me!

Remember me?
Don’t nobody wanna send for me!
The only time they mention me or speak of me disrespectfully is when they sleep!
I’ve been between a lot of legs;
Like the body of a centipede
Please enemies be more courteous,
Save me the sweat an forget to breathe
Life’d be easier,
I could ease it up,
Instead I look like somebody trying to squeeze a dump
An I ain’t eaten in months, any of these mc’s on the edge?
I’ll be the reason they jump off
Remember the jump off?
When I come forth, you don’t wanna be the m.c.
I run toward I like my liquor like I straight I ain’t no dumbledore
Untoward to sluts, like I love and adore you
But, it’s custom I come before you and it’s cool if I can’t get it up cause I got a cucumber for you
Fuck the world
I’m a stick in the mud, and stingy, want a drink?
You can piss in a cup!
I leave women as livid as stunned, so run your lips I’ve been itching to give a chick a bit of cunt... punt.

How many moons. How many mornings.
How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left tillI’ve no breath left to breathe
How long’s left for me
Whatever the time, for the rest of mine
I’m gonna spend time
Putting an end to my
Enemies who wanna put an end to my shine
Why bother try offending me!?
It’s off with the heads of these swines!
When I sign out you’re gonna remember me!

Sanity I squandered it, think I’ve gone a bit too far in darkness.
I’m wandering ghetts is pissed he ain’t on the list?
Well I’m pissed off I’m not at the top of it
Deep in thought conspiring get the firemen called my thoughts are firing for I am not twiddling thumbs I’m playing the world’s smallest violin
Inconsiderate like I give a fuck how they feel
Kidnapping rappers an having ‘em as microwave meals
I know my meals ready when the microwave stops
I’m a lot more Jack Nicholson than I am Michael J Fox
The creep that crept up on daisy lowe
In a baby grow
Sat on her knee and told her to touch me until my daisy grows
I’m not a man or of mankind
A, mechanical mad mind
I make Hannibal look more like an Annabel ,I’m an animal at night.

How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left tillI’ve no breath left to breathe.
How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left.
How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left tillI’ve no breath left to breathe.
How many moons. How many mornings.
Have I got left.