
Below is the lyrics of the song High Moon , artist - Space Force, D.Cure, The Marine Rapper with translation
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Space Force, D.Cure, The Marine Rapper
Hook:
Banger banger banger banger gotta bang
We them ones that put them words that’s scrolling out in outer space
You don’t wanna war with stars
We all a problem we da gang
That took over these coordinates
Do not bring it our way
Fire fire
Better retire
On the job
Ain’t no one one hire
High up
See the hardest drivers
Galaxy writers
Aliens cite us
Out in the field
We left them signs and
(Signs and)
This is seismic
Broke that ground
That’s why we signed up
Zodiac signs ain’t no one brighter
I’m a desperado
There will be no next to follow
Time I give em extra throttle
But I never need to flex it
Better when you exit
We shine like Apollo
And I got A whole Lyssa accolades I’m feeling like Milano
No Rappers Have Gone — the motto (Ey)
Bridge:
Fire, Fire
Burning all through my veins
Aiming higher and higher
Enemies know my name mm-hmm
Hook:
Banger banger banger banger gotta bang
We them ones that put them words that’s scrolling out in outer space
You don’t wanna war with stars
We all a problem we da gang
That took over these coordinates
Do not bring it our way
This that, this that, make’em wanna bounce
Tag’em, bag’em, going dragon, racking up the body counts
Breathing fire on my rivals melting every single rifle
Burning cities to the ground most are dead upon arrival
Going down must be a FICO
No one going achoo like a hypo
Allergenic
Venomous viper
Killing it sniper
Ending your vitals
And echoing like a rhino
Er-etching em like a vinyl
We unidentified flying
This Space Force, you know title, ayy
Bridge:
Fire, Fire
Burning all through my veins
Aiming higher and higher
Enemies know my name mm-hmm
Hook:
Banger banger banger banger gotta bang
We them ones that put them words that’s scrolling out in outer space
You don’t wanna war with stars
We all a problem we da gang
That took over these coordinates
Do not bring it our way
Outro:
This that, this that, make’em wanna bounce
Tag’em, bag’em, going dragon, racking up the body counts
Breathing fire on my rivals melting every single rifle
Burning cities to the ground most are dead upon arrival
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