Gone To The Moon Lyrics - J Lethal

I'm gone to the moon, I'm higher than a bitch 

My nigga T told me to snap so I'ma rip this shit 

Flow stay harder than a got-damn erection 

No homo, flow sicker than a staph infection 

Okay, Lemon Kush on deck got me blowing on that lemonade 

Pistol on my hip, bitch I think, I think I'm D. Wade 

And if ya'll niggas dogs then ya'll gettin' spayed 

And oh, bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say 

Can't see you lil' niggas 'cause the money in the way 

Yeah, I'm a gangsta riding, blazing 

If a nigga talking shit, then I'm choppin' with the K 

Heaven Sent to Hell Bent, I bring the flames 

I bring propane with every bar 

Even Stevie Wonder could see that I'm still a fuckin' star 

Still the freshest stunna riding in a new edition 

Killing all ya top rappers 'cause I got no competition 

Yo, I'm as sick as it gets, I'm sicker than a slit on the wrist 

Purple Sprite up in my cup got me leaning like this 

I be moving, I be working 

She be twerking, we be fucking, we be nuttin' 

Getting money comes naturally to me it's nothin' 

Blunt full of Purp, another blunt full of Gans 

I'm a fire flame spitter 'bouta rip this shit again 

And to the kids, drugs kill, I'm acknowledging that 

But when I'm on the drugs, I don't have a problem with that 

They said Lethal go and kill it, Lethal you the realist 

Only fuck with bad bitches and some certified killers 

I got that brain dead flow, would ya like to come and see 

Tell the world you ain't seen Divine until you've seen me 

Choppa make ya flip, call it acrobatics 

I'm a lion, I ain't lying, bitch ya dealing with a savage 

Got some niggas still hatin' but I think they need to wake up 

Bitch it's 2012, I think ya need to get ya cake up 

R.I.P to J Lethal 'cause I guess I'm fresh to death 

I be balling like it's illegal, spent four hundred on my belt 

And don't you bitches lie, 'cause you know I be the hottest 

On my Hugh Hef. shit, getting brain like I'm in college bitch