Mood Music (Akir)

[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]