Half Moon Part

[Verse 1: Skyzoo] Still call me S-K-Y-Z-O-O In honour of the half moon part The tattoo scars, the backroom jaws They say that it was too for real and that I rap too far They say I shouldn’t shoot to kill and try to rap through y’all If a Henny bottle could talk, it’d sing my last two bars I’m the inner side of the raw, the middle part of the core The base of what you was basing, you’re winning on from the door The basement that got it shaking when it was bottles galore ‘nd breaking when they was breaking to get inside of the hall I’m a park bench logo, foam posits and polo ‘em grey bottoms get three wears before we throw those I’m made by the shit you would hear So how the flow go? Should all be accredited back to my [ ? ? ] Back to the bar bettin’ it Back to the start sketchin’ it It sound like white GS rappin’ like Shawn said it (haha) Or Avirex leathers and beepers like [ ? ? ? ] For y’all motherfucker’s that don’t get it [Chorus] This is half moon part baby Know who we are baby We play the sound like we ain’t here with that bomb baby No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby And if you ride just remember what we are baby [Verse 2: Chuuwee] Scarface the rapper did more than Scarface the movie for us of course Cause bitches selling they souls to be married, pushing a Porsche Mattress is by the window, sleeping out on the floor I’m ghetto out on the porch, revisiting ’94 I’m slick as a southern pimp When I spittin’ a couple bars When I twist inside of the raw When I’m giving it to all of y’all I’m the dope from around the alley I pitched it to get a car A youngin’ whoring an onion Just wishin’ to be a star I’m southside stompin’ in gravel Chasin’ my paper Pimpin’ pistols, high stencil This scripture got them in awe Got it soundin’ like, Naughty by Nature In Chuck Taylor’s I’m the west coast [ ? ? ] With this verbatim Yes I are baby Get in this car baby Don’t try to play like you ain’t knew who who we are baby [Chorus] This is half moon part baby Know who we are baby We play the sound like we ain’t here with that bomb baby No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby And if you ride just remember what we are baby [Verse 3: Tayyib Ali] Yeah I young but my hustle hard As far as I can remember back I’ve been fuckin’ raw Livin’ in Philly man No broken heart No book of law But it’s my time right now So I sit back and take it all In a pimp house Spitting’s just the way I live Just tryin’ make it big Think ‘bout all the things I did Half of y’all fakin’ to be Whatever you say you is Drink so much that I probably Never see straight again, damn I come alive when he turn on the mic You heard of me right? Verbally nice Murder the hype Irvin and Mike Ball hard, never fall Word to my life Nigga’s come at you like water Freeze up and turn into ice But what’s life? Cause that ain’t really What I thought I take from it Top spot that they wanted Lack bidden’s that eight-hunnit Far side y’all state runnin’ Visionary, my day comin’ You see me nigga? They say somethin’ Ain’t no frontin’ I’m just straight stuntin’ [Chorus] This is half moon part baby Know who we are baby We play the sound like we ain’t here with that bomb baby No one ever minds to the shit that they regard baby And if you ride just remember what we are baby