High Moon

By Space Force

On Retreat

Released on May 29, 2021

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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


[Verse: The Marine Rapper]

Fire fire

Better retire

On the job

Ain’t no 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


[Verse: D.Cure]

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


[Verse: Topher]

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


[Verse: D.Cure]

Going down must be a FICO

No one going achoo like a hypo


[Verse: The Marine Rapper]

Allergenic

Venomous viper

Killing it sniper

Ending your vitals


[Verse: D.Cure]

And echoing like a rhino

Er-etching em like a vinyl


[Verse: The Marine Rapper]

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