Giant steps are what you take Walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break Walking on the moon We could walk forever Walking on the moon We could live together Walking on, walking on the moon I'm doing my shit, you'll be eyeing my riches spilt your lips, if you were half the man your bitch is leave you there with stitches, jacking to the pictures of your sister, 'til your hands got blisters while I sit back and relax, go in full flow with attacks Know you're an act your styles showing the cracks for a fact you couldn't spit this privileged to witness I don't speak my rhymes I speak my mind I battle with closed eyes and start beefing blind [Chorus (pitched voice):