Mood Music

[Akir:]

Yeah, uhh

It's yours truly Akir, one of the prizes

Southpaw whattup~!

We takin over this year man

Mood Music, yo, yo

Aiyyo my music for the moodiest sidewalks

I talk ebonics, smoke chronic, and drink {? }

Until I feel bionic off the hydroponic

Some niggaz never mastered phonics foolish states for how they act around us

Some people ask about us, I never try to be somethin that ain't me

Never plan to be Tupac, Biggie or Jay-Z

Even though they lives are amazing

To share they occupation never want the fans all dazed and

If I was shoppin at, Macy's, want to have a wife and babies

Supportin 'em from endeavors that consistantly pay me

Real estate investments and a big Mercedes maybe

Somethin, a little shady, not too Johnny-Come-Lately saved me

As I come in when I breeze you as you can't rotate me

Or a autographed picture of a mixtape ease

Into things only to show and prove for kings of rings

When I get I handle my business live it like a king

So bling bling ain't a thing to be braggin

Niggaz with things steam for a chance at your baggage

Not to be cling cling to a cop that he raggin

Or locked in Sing-Sing for somethin that just happened

I'd rather hold you captive like a pirate ship captain

Plus a nice package so I'm goin ghetto platinum

Niggaz know I'm stackin but I'm passin out ratchets

Tryin to span the classes like elastic with my classics

[Chorus: scratches]

[Mic Geronimo:] "I subdue the microphone and left in in submission"

"I'm on my team, my hustle and my grind you know? "

[Fat Joe:] "Cause I'm a money getter" - Big L, "Enterprisin, advisin"

[Inspectah Deck:] "Set the microphone on fire"

"I subdue the microphone and left in in submission"

"Gassed 'til they witness me, known for my imagery"

"Cause I'm a money getter", "Enterprisin, advisin"

[Royce Da 5'9":] "Leave me in the deck too long, I blow up your box"

[Akir:]

Yo, yo, aiyyo they ask me how I'm doin with the music

Enthused I'm turnin down development deals

It confuse minds, a new find, the kid intoxicatin like moonshine

Cinematic dramatic reactions with my line

Pictures of an eye shot, away from a nine glock

From his sly pops to his son in a pine box

Watch his soul escape out his eyes while the spy rocks

Never saw it comin like I run into your crime spot

Direct reportin live from the block where crime's hot

It is I Ak', here to flow and just love it

You chick jock my dick in public, hit the show uncovered

My music so you dub it, all type of people love it

So my style is hard to f**k with, cousin

Got the street buzzin all type of budget budge in

Not part of my thuggin against the current, gummin

Yo you must be buggin beats bangin 'til your brain gets bludgeoned

It's nothin, write until my fingertips sunk in

Seven years in the makin don't fake all of a sudden

Got my niggaz in the back if you just see me frontin

Still humpin like an X-rated old time function

[Chorus: with ad libs]

[Akir:]

First things first, I never try to be like Nas

See I'm my own man, respect to that nigga though pah

It's the same thing they used to do to him and Ra'

Take it as a compliment and nod as I hit the top

Thinkin I would stop like the blinkin lights on the top

Of a cop car, undercover brother, son of a bad mother-

-f**ker hittin the curbs, utter these words

Ridiculous, for my chicks, in the thick of it

Niggaz in the sticks and shit, convicts on they long shifts

In a tight predicament, kids takin bong hits

Typin on the internet, entertainment introspect

A little pain while bangin sex, is the closest I can get

To describin into vibe of this, while I'm scribin hits

I think about those survivin in these wild environments

Perspirin, tired still hopin that they hirin

How can I get mad at niggaz bootleg piratin?

But if you like it and you find it again, bring a friend

And make amends when y'all niggaz both drop ten

Why pretend like I'm on when I ain't I still hustle for cash money

Family's gas money in the tank, while I

Shit, prices are high, off of seven-two

Pretend you and your man got five, whattup pop?

You gon' buy? Shit cause here comes 5, I gotta dodge

Tryin to eat and stay alive, I'm tryin to deal with these fines

[Chorus x2: with ad libs]