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Moonlight Video (MV)




Performed By: Luminary
Language: English
Length: 3:31
Written by: Tommy Anonymous




Luminary - Moonlight Lyrics
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Arrive home from work, I don't put my bag down
I get to packing up a cone
I can hear the words, man they're somewhere there
I just need to back off the smoke;
Done it to myself
I'd cry for help but I made this mess
Safe at my desk, bass in the chest
I'd like to relapse and get back to the flows
How can I love this so much
But also despise it so, there's rust
In my points, in my wordplay
There's dust in the lines, I let off the accelerator, I coast
I boast, I like to think that I roast
But I know, that I don't fly like I know
That I've flown before
So I resort to reporting on re-records
Wasn't in the route but I found it in the detour
Should've seen when he fought, the beast off
Speak of, I need to speak on, can we talk
SOME OF YOU EMCEES NEED TO BE STOPPED
I don't keep up, I be at the front
I breathe in reefer, trees, chiva
Exhale bullshit, you need to amplify this speaker
I zero in and take out
Ain't nothing they can tell me now
I been on the levels, touching up the sound
I been freed from the devil, I'mo run the town
I lean like a bevel, hell of a tough thing now
I push buttons, unlock a trip
I supply my own ride, it's key-fob
I get along with those who keep it real
And we really don't deal with sweet talk
(We really don't deal with sweet talk)
(We really don't deal with sweet talk)
I don't mind waiting for the story
To unfold a little slower than I was hoping for, it
Kinda irks me, but this bird been getting up early
Been frustrating, but we been putting the work in
Serve me, my visa loaded, vis a vis, my visa burly
Sure I sit inside of what I'd hardly call my man-cave
Silently planning my rampage, what more is there that I can say
Damn straight, I am my own fanbase, there's not a game I run where you can play
I'm so driven, I turn them to pancakes, I won't give a f*ck if the plaques came
So long as they remember the damn name
Used my own two hands to suss this, all handmade
Feel great, but the soul on sad-face
Feel great, then recall I don't have change
Never really understood what was at stake
I never had a rep and I'm glad they
Ignored me, made me feel hungry
Now I want this more than I knew I could want it
It's f*cked - how the ones I trust
Show no love but don't need it
This a hungry mouth so I'm gonna do more than try
I'll die if I don't feed it
I've got my reasons I'm so facetious
I've suffered through tougher seasons
Rust bucket but I sussed the de-greaser
Tryna be in London, and run to Ibiza
Jet-set to some place with jet-skis
Forget the memories that mess with my headpiece
Sketches are best seen as lyrics on Genius
Sole goal is to better the best me
I enhance standard definition, LSD
UHD, 4k when I touch 6k beats
C'est la vie
Moonlight wakes me from this daydream
(Daydream)
God-damn, what's your plan
I need love from a ton of fans
I, laid low for a sec, that's cool
So what, I made dough while I'm made them mad, I'm
So chill but I get so heated
Take notes when I take it back
Play broke but the peso's stacked
With a pay so great, it could pay off banks
At a time, I stay divine
I paved the line, I take the shine
I break designs, I baked the bread
I mould the metal, I spray the lead
I can't resist to write more
Always right, especially when I'm wrong
Fresh icon like Soapy or Jayden Smith
I was raised up to get my dough, like Tae-Kwon
Don't speak on it like a fight club
I mix it up like it's hydro
I filter shit like it's Ryco
You f*ck up lines like a typo
Missile's are stored in my silo
Aw man, this is done with ease
Big-ups Scruffy, DUSK, Morgs, and AK
My boys understand like capiche
I been done and dusted like the western's over
I'll take them on while I take them out
I don't ripple water, I make a splash
I get more than a Roley to bust down
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English

Arrive home from work, I don't put my bag down
I get to packing up a cone
I can hear the words, man they're somewhere there
I just need to back off the smoke;
Done it to myself
I'd cry for help but I made this mess
Safe at my desk, bass in the chest
I'd like to relapse and get back to the flows
How can I love this so much
But also despise it so, there's rust
In my points, in my wordplay
There's dust in the lines, I let off the accelerator, I coast
I boast, I like to think that I roast
But I know, that I don't fly like I know
That I've flown before
So I resort to reporting on re-records
Wasn't in the route but I found it in the detour
Should've seen when he fought, the beast off
Speak of, I need to speak on, can we talk
SOME OF YOU EMCEES NEED TO BE STOPPED
I don't keep up, I be at the front
I breathe in reefer, trees, chiva
Exhale bullshit, you need to amplify this speaker
I zero in and take out
Ain't nothing they can tell me now
I been on the levels, touching up the sound
I been freed from the devil, I'mo run the town
I lean like a bevel, hell of a tough thing now
I push buttons, unlock a trip
I supply my own ride, it's key-fob
I get along with those who keep it real
And we really don't deal with sweet talk
(We really don't deal with sweet talk)
(We really don't deal with sweet talk)
I don't mind waiting for the story
To unfold a little slower than I was hoping for, it
Kinda irks me, but this bird been getting up early
Been frustrating, but we been putting the work in
Serve me, my visa loaded, vis a vis, my visa burly
Sure I sit inside of what I'd hardly call my man-cave
Silently planning my rampage, what more is there that I can say
Damn straight, I am my own fanbase, there's not a game I run where you can play
I'm so driven, I turn them to pancakes, I won't give a f*ck if the plaques came
So long as they remember the damn name
Used my own two hands to suss this, all handmade
Feel great, but the soul on sad-face
Feel great, then recall I don't have change
Never really understood what was at stake
I never had a rep and I'm glad they
Ignored me, made me feel hungry
Now I want this more than I knew I could want it
It's f*cked - how the ones I trust
Show no love but don't need it
This a hungry mouth so I'm gonna do more than try
I'll die if I don't feed it
I've got my reasons I'm so facetious
I've suffered through tougher seasons
Rust bucket but I sussed the de-greaser
Tryna be in London, and run to Ibiza
Jet-set to some place with jet-skis
Forget the memories that mess with my headpiece
Sketches are best seen as lyrics on Genius
Sole goal is to better the best me
I enhance standard definition, LSD
UHD, 4k when I touch 6k beats
C'est la vie
Moonlight wakes me from this daydream
(Daydream)
God-damn, what's your plan
I need love from a ton of fans
I, laid low for a sec, that's cool
So what, I made dough while I'm made them mad, I'm
So chill but I get so heated
Take notes when I take it back
Play broke but the peso's stacked
With a pay so great, it could pay off banks
At a time, I stay divine
I paved the line, I take the shine
I break designs, I baked the bread
I mould the metal, I spray the lead
I can't resist to write more
Always right, especially when I'm wrong
Fresh icon like Soapy or Jayden Smith
I was raised up to get my dough, like Tae-Kwon
Don't speak on it like a fight club
I mix it up like it's hydro
I filter shit like it's Ryco
You f*ck up lines like a typo
Missile's are stored in my silo
Aw man, this is done with ease
Big-ups Scruffy, DUSK, Morgs, and AK
My boys understand like capiche
I been done and dusted like the western's over
I'll take them on while I take them out
I don't ripple water, I make a splash
I get more than a Roley to bust down
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Writer: Tommy Anonymous
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