Video Full Moon de Akeem Oman Cinque 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Akeem Oman Cinque - Full Moon Lyrics

[Verse 1: The .Shrine]
I put an old-school flow in the new school
I'm Kuzco, your ass technically tryna [?] with a blue rose (Yeah)
I'd fuck Mulan when you would get slayed, that's cool yo
Fuck with them, then them tools, they'll permanently make you move slow (Ah)
All this fake drug talk got me pissed off, but you clowns tryna peddle, y'all Jigsaw (I want to play a game)
It's fairly odd how niggas will budge in your home, put a big cap on his head, he Doug Dimmadome (Oh)
Metaphors bite like piranhas
You gassed up, boy in striped pyjamas (Hoo)
.Shrine made that blood pressure hella hypertronic (yeah), I might be Sonic (Yuh)
We can see who work it better, [?] (Uh)
My strip had a lot of plugs, we surge protector (Uh)
And my main girl right through the bay (Yuh)
Labels wanna sign us, [?]
Niggas really be hungry living in Budapest (Yuh)
Nigga, who the best? (Hoo)
I made a couple racks, I'm building (Hoo)
Call me Pegasus (hoo), cause my credit max a million (Hoo)

[Chorus: The .Shrine, PNDA, The .Shrine & PNDA]
All the freaks come out at night
All the freaks come out at night (night)
All my niggas come out at night (night)
And we go wild in the moonlight (ayy)
Where the moon, I see it (I see it)
Everywhere I be at (I be at)
Nigga, watch your step
So you know I never trip
If you fuck with us, we'll put a crater in your shit
[Verse 2: PNDA]
It's a full moon, [?]
Drivebys by five guys, whores selling pussy by the daycare
Fake bitches with fake hair, I trade, flip then I ate stares
Had seven niggas, now eight there
Prejudice, merry goes around, we all take a ride cause no state's fair
Knock a nigga with the declaration, no independence in this damn nation
Got a Batman, but he robbin' us, no innocence in this damn nation
Hit a hoe with the declaration, excited signs, no exclamation
What's a scripture from Revelations to a script from your medications?
Damn boo, samurai, Pnda get high with the camera guy
My niggas clean your Glock and they swing an arm then the hammer fly
Dressed like every day Comic-Con, think fast like it's Ramadan
Curvy bitch get a movie twist, no M. Night Shymalan
I ain't leaving out unless it's speaking out about the heathen's mouth
When I see 'em doubt all the real shit that we're speaking about
Got my M4 with the 30 round, put it on the mind if you're stupid, count
You catch a check and that bitch bounce
You blow a nigga, I blow an ounce
You shoot your shot and it don't count

[Chorus: The .Shrine, PNDA, The .Shrine & PNDA]
All the freaks come out at night
All the freaks come out at night (night)
All my niggas come out at night (night)
And we go wild in the moonlight (ayy)
Where the moon, I see it (I see it)
Everywhere I be at (I be at)
Nigga, watch your step
So you know I never trip
If you fuck with us, we'll put a crater in your shit
[Verse 3: The .Shrine, PNDA]
Crackers in a barrel, niggas in a pen
Druggies fiend for the medicine
I ain't rub the lotion on her skin
But your bitch still want the hose again
Fallen bitch, get your home [?]
Y'all miscarriage, I'm pro-choice
Can't play with me like an NPC
Or an AI, you get no choice
Shoot it out but I'm busy nigga, so hit me next noon
I ain't getting married, but I'm always the best groom
I put your bitch to work in the restroom
Headshots, now his crown missing, King Neptune