LYRICS:
Yo yo yo, It's the essential Krescent Klansman back to incinerate some Jews with these hot rhymes.
Tell the haters the Moon never sets. Ha Ha.
Turn the beat up.
Walk into the club like "What up, I got a loaded Glock."
Shoot every chicken wing player like I'm in Iraq.
If you're a nigger get on the chopping block.
You're straight out of Compton? You're straight out of luck.
Fill any street nigger up with lead, I don't give a fuck.
Ooga booga, you fucking apes.
Nigger babies are just fleshlights to me.
One less nigger growing up and taking taxes from me.
I don't really care about your hate speech,
Wipe a nigger off the planet, one less welfare leech.
Yeah, I'm the one and only [?]
Letting niggers know their failure is genetic.
E-B-T foodstomping niggers back to Ethiopia,
Slowly killing, working, building White utopia.
Yeah, kikes don't see me coming 'cause they have myopia.
Every Jew be stealing money from you and me, yo
'Cause you can't call me racist when you are fucking dead.
Yeah Triple K!
Putting niggers in bed.
Moonman, Moonman, you're a cold-ass honky-
*blam* *blam* *blam*
And you're a dead-ass monkey.
One less nigger for the boys in blue,
What more can an honest, taxpaying Moon do?
Niggers aren't people so I won't feel a thing.
If the ghetto is a zoo, then I'm the Lion King.
Shredding niggers up and stealing their bling,
I'm the hottest Moon player on the right wing.
So, I'm going to shoot some apes,
Only got twenty rounds in my pocket.
Skin them and bin them, make a coat out of their shitskin.
Sell it to a liberal at the thrift shop.
Yo, what you know about helping Uncle Sam
Twist niggers' heads off. I don't give a damn.
The sound of dead niggers is just my jam.
Shout out to /pol/, holla to my fam!
Killing niggers all around the earth.
Making your mom's pussy squirt with these eight inches
Of pure Moon girth,
Showing bitches why Moon rock is worth what it's worth.
Step one, step too far out of line, niggers, I fucking dare you.
No amount of chicken wings will prepare you
From when the KKK electric-chair you.
WHERE'S YOUR OPPRESSION THEN?
YOU'RE FUCKING WITH THE WRONG RACE.
So, niggers, enjoy the attention of the cucked media
And the sympathy of the leftist academia.
When the White Lion awakes, I better not see ya.
So provoke us more, niggers. I wouldn't want to be ya.
