[Verse 1: J-Walk]
Creeping down the dark area at night
Moonlight glinting off my plastic face
[?]
People [?] fucking died at night
I'm taking off the motherfucking piss
So I can change the mark of my own motherfucking face
Looking like a motherfucking plastic [?]
And your gonna piss your pants when you fucking crawl
From Hell and then your gonna help
Then your fucking dead with your head in the ground
Ten feet deep 'cause I'm so fucking cool
Telling all these people that I'm feeling kinda mean
And I'm gonna creep out on Halloween
I'm gonna put some candy [?]
Collect a basket full of fucking heads
Blood dripping out 'cause they dead
And shit, I'm plastic face
I need all the blood so I can't complain
I need to kill people and I look insane
I feel like everyone else insane
I'm gonna kill so many people
You're never gonna see any of your neighbors
And I swear I'm gonna collect you
I'm gonna kill every single one of you
Damn, collection full of heads
Who the fuck this person, what it doesn't matter man
So dead and I feel so great
I collect every single shoe that I see
[?] those heads in your bag, bitch
I'm saying that I'm feeling kinda rad, bitch
I got too many fucking bags
Feeling like I'm gonna get so much ass on my back
[Chorus: Viper]
Moves
I'm making moves, moves
Moves, Moves
I'm making moves, moves
Gotta make moves, moves
I'm making moves, moves
I gotta make moves, moves
I'm making moves, moves

[Verse 2: Viper]
It's a trip how punks assume
They can't escape my imminent doom
They like [?], they come from [?]
Want to be hard, but end up soft
There can only be one me, there'll never be another
That's why cutie pies want me under they covers, I discover
Any ops playing to win before it's implemented [?]
And broke down into something fictitious
These haters can't understand a thug's renditions
It's probably because they all like, wait
I stay true to this day while others use they [?]
I'm going to leaves poles and shovels in rubble
As cuties flop to a hoodlum in triples and doubles
Any other in this grind, it's my job to demolish
As bad chicks in the cut make sure I'm polished
[Chorus: Viper]
Moves, Moves
I'm making moves, moves
Moves, Moves
I'm making moves, moves
Gotta make moves, moves
I'm making moves, moves
I gotta make moves, moves
I'm making moves, moves

[Verse 3: Viper]
Underneath this competition's basement
I'm the house, they dead in my basement
I'm the top, they the bottom, [?]
Hanging around with a goon like me ain't wise
It ain't safe, evil's always by my side
And up they street, embedded with thug rhymes
In the hustle of life, I'm set
It's coming faster than I can spend it, and that's a bet
[?]
Cliques claiming that they tough 'til I pull they bluff
Straight up hustling, that's how I roll
As to the cold, it's gonna take a pole
Easygoing, laid back is always my move
And pretty girls treat 'em bad, to them they rule
The hot girls want me not you
And they care what ya'll going through