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Moonshooter

Ab-Soul

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Ab-Soul - Moonshooter (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herbert Anthony Stevens IV
Herbert Anthony Stevens IV
Songwriter
Jamal Smith
Jamal Smith
Songwriter
Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Poptartpete
Poptartpete
Producer
Rory Behr
Rory Behr
Recording Engineer
Andrew Boyd
Andrew Boyd
Engineer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Engineer
Very Special Studios
Very Special Studios
Recording Engineer
Ameraycan Studios
Ameraycan Studios
Mixing Engineer
TDE Studios
TDE Studios
Mixing Engineer
Nicholas Porcel
Nicholas Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Demetrius Lewis II
Demetrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Million Dollar Snare Studios In Sacremento Ca
Million Dollar Snare Studios In Sacremento Ca
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Who the fuck asked you, man? Hahahaha It's kill or be killed Not heal or be healed, fake is the new real I wanna say, "What happened to hip-hop?" but then I'd be naggin' I wanna say you niggas wack but then I'd be braggin' Huh, the last dragon, flame thrower Lawn mower, charge toward Your greener grass, bypass your bandwagon 'Til it's all over, bring the white flag in Towels get thrown, thrones get new kings Feelings go numb 'cause you've been through things Balls get dropped, pause, think hoop dreams Get fried over the gravy, that's poutinе, see I decorate my emotions in mеtaphors Tell stories with allegories, so on, so forth But who give a shit? The long lost lyricist Niggas got rich talkin' nonsense, get yours Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around In a world so cold at least the sun is out Live in my mind, I question everything To that point I don't know what to think I don't know what to think (think) I don't know what to think (think-think-think-think...) I don't know what to think Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around (ayy, man, look) Hopped of the porch like, "One of these days I'ma hop out the Porsche", caught up in a daze Had a pack of Newports, couple dollars to my name Some knowledge in my brain and my best foot forth I never been afraid, I'm protected by a force I can't really explain and I'm guided by the source Fuck up out my way 'fore I knock you off course I was donkey of the day, now I'm on my high horse I, shoot for the moon and keep a gun around Janky promoters always gave me the run around Hard times like, huh, bad trips like, huh Head to the sky like "Can I win one time?" (Fuck!) Yeah, 'tis the question I had to eat, the industry was giving me indigestion But opting out ain't a option in my profession You don't know what I'm talking 'bout though, here's the lesson Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around In the world so cold at least the sun is out (soul) Live in my mind, I question everything To that point I don't know what to think I don't know what to think (think-think-think-think...) I don't know what to think (think-think-think-think...) I don't know what to think Shoot for the moon and keep a gun around
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