I Put On - Paul Moon (with Lyrics)

I wrote this song, when I was still out there not living the best of lifestyles. It kind of encompasses where I was at mentally, and mostly where I'm from.

Wanna know where it is, We call it Maryland
Backwoods, lotta crazy and we’re arrogant
I’ll bury them, thats a confession at least
But you know, I’ll be back on my feet
You really wanna see me, Hell no
Trying to take my spot, hell froze
I’m trying to find the fair, The Shores like
Lions, Tigers, and Bears with more bite
There’s always that one thats hating your cause
Wait for you to slip then sink in their claws
They trying pinch you get a grip by the balls
And wait til you see it , I should have listened to Paul
They want your souls here, it’s so clear
Substance is so sheer, I won’t tear
An unnatural grown fear, it’s so weird
I put on, for the put on fuck the ones that don’t here.

I Put On For My State
I Put On For My County
I Put On For My Town
I Put On For My Family

I’m out for the savagery is how they’re tagging,
Riding these coat tails, so frail
I start from the foundation, you got a house with no nails
Wind and no sail, stuck and so stale
Tuck ya whole tail, and get back on the porch
What happened, I tracked it back to the source
Still lackin the fact end, and that was fractions
So they could spread lies with no traction
Don’t be surprised if I die lauging
You not sweating for it, you think its deserved?
You want me to help you do it just remember these words
And you don’t try when recompense occurs
And content is absurd, when its a tenth of your third
I’m growing more negative, in the repetitive
All my concern now is expecting to transform,
And as long as I’m doing it I’m putting my mans on

I Put On For My State
I Put On For My County
I Put On For My Town
I Put On For My Family

I Put On For My State
I Put On For My County
I Put On For My Town
I Put On For My Family

I carry grudges, like a backpack
If you aint walk it, know there’s no fast track
So you know too, and I only want half that
You’re just another dick, wearing an ass hat
They know me as Moon, for the shit in the spoon
As I sit in this room all alone
Paul is gone, you awoke an animal
Provoke from the mandible, and I’ll handle you
Break down small, jam out
You gonna take down Paul? It spans out
The hate drowns yall, shut the damn mouth
The fake crowns fall, this a mans house
You got the run of the roost, you can keep it
Its dumb to be cooped up thats the secret
I’m more the Anti Hero- when the goods done…
Started with Zeros like I said I Put On