A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day

A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day

Brightens up every dark room she shines even through the blinds

Read between the signs walking fine lines in the crown of crimes

Counting dimes to make a dollar crook scholars in hood impalas

In a New York Gonzales concrete cosmopolis

Where Gods live in hell bloody meadows where we dwell

Doing anything and everything to make the pockets swell

I'm from the dark ages we mark pages with biblical pens

Embark phases and spark stages with lyrical gems

The coldest winters eva Sista Souljah told us better

Sex, currency, power, control, greed, bodies sold

To the lowest bidder love is not a goal considered

On the corner battling convincing cats my flow is bigga

A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day

A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day

Death the most extreme example had more than a handful

Beauty, lust, gossip building another war and scandal

Cycle of poverty getting away with robbery

Living on stolen land ain't none of it your property

Some get the luck of the draw but never played the lottery

There's no equality the underdog is the majority

Looking for the next best thing the new commodity

No respect for craft or real talent yea it bothers me

The bottomless snake pit where the dollar be what a mockery

Fuck the monstrosity called democracy we want sovereignty

The protagonist advocate naturalist making classic hits

The activist no coincidences or accidents I'm the catalyst

Extravagant nah ya'll just inadequate I'm passionate

The graduate call me Dr. Nefertiti the analyst

The scent of cannabis feeling nothing but glamorous

The ancestress speaks to me through the smoke with candles lit

A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day

A moon shines in Brooklyn pulling at my tide

Walking down the dark streets at night she's always by my side

Looking at me with that watching eye she never turns away

Yet disappears so I can long for her yet another day