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Loquacious - Mood Lyrics



Loquacious - Mood Lyrics
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Who the obvious truth that's either being ignored or going unaddressed
This idiomatic expression when speaking on the best
The rest is history, and when you mention me I feel the hatred
You bitch to me and you fake as f*ck
I'm dedicated
Don't trust the reading gotta nigga jaded
I been the uncrowned king but I don't even claim it
And the way things seem I'm highly underrated
Aggravated agitated not the one for much complaining
Getting faded my f*ckin nerves bad
With all this new trash false hope gotta rappers thinking they will really last
Why fronting you a puppet that's destroying the youth
Ain't a thang real about you and that's the obvious truth
And we don't even feel it nigga get a clue
Who is you, I'm protools you boys old news
You want war are you sure against those dudes
Heard one rapper straight took our whole crews
Let's address the elephant up in the f*ckin room
My destiny will be fulfilled and it's coming soon
And all a nigga got is bills, I'm tryna ball too
Gotta go and get mines Don't know about you
(Mood like...)
I ain't a Killa but don't push me revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
(Mood like...)
Bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust so many phony ass niggas tryna sound like us
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
A nigga gotta make his mark before a nigga leave
And you keep acting you f*ckin actors ain't real it seems
We going backwards another chapter of what we after
Its either build the White man's or make your dreams the ladder
On which we climbing success is what we eyeing
Thatsfam and you can't pretend ain't no denying
We everlast and overcome witness the rising
There's no surprising just open your eyes see just who I am
You niggas ain't on your job that's why you getting fired
We got the product open shop up distributed to the buyers
You f*ckin jokers on cocaine, Richard Pryor
I'm insane up in my brain and getting wiser
Non the better who's more cleaver won't conform we riot
We the vision premonition turn ya life to violence
Load the clip you'll never see us since we move in silence
By the time you get the warning flat line ya heart beat
Til we get what we wanting none you niggas Gon eat
(Mood like...)
I ain't a Killa but don't push me revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
(Mood like...)
Bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust so many phony ass niggas tryna Sound like us
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
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Who the obvious truth that's either being ignored or going unaddressed
This idiomatic expression when speaking on the best
The rest is history, and when you mention me I feel the hatred
You bitch to me and you fake as f*ck
I'm dedicated
Don't trust the reading gotta nigga jaded
I been the uncrowned king but I don't even claim it
And the way things seem I'm highly underrated
Aggravated agitated not the one for much complaining
Getting faded my f*ckin nerves bad
With all this new trash false hope gotta rappers thinking they will really last
Why fronting you a puppet that's destroying the youth
Ain't a thang real about you and that's the obvious truth
And we don't even feel it nigga get a clue
Who is you, I'm protools you boys old news
You want war are you sure against those dudes
Heard one rapper straight took our whole crews
Let's address the elephant up in the f*ckin room
My destiny will be fulfilled and it's coming soon
And all a nigga got is bills, I'm tryna ball too
Gotta go and get mines Don't know about you
(Mood like...)
I ain't a Killa but don't push me revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
(Mood like...)
Bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust so many phony ass niggas tryna sound like us
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
A nigga gotta make his mark before a nigga leave
And you keep acting you f*ckin actors ain't real it seems
We going backwards another chapter of what we after
Its either build the White man's or make your dreams the ladder
On which we climbing success is what we eyeing
Thatsfam and you can't pretend ain't no denying
We everlast and overcome witness the rising
There's no surprising just open your eyes see just who I am
You niggas ain't on your job that's why you getting fired
We got the product open shop up distributed to the buyers
You f*ckin jokers on cocaine, Richard Pryor
I'm insane up in my brain and getting wiser
Non the better who's more cleaver won't conform we riot
We the vision premonition turn ya life to violence
Load the clip you'll never see us since we move in silence
By the time you get the warning flat line ya heart beat
Til we get what we wanting none you niggas Gon eat
(Mood like...)
I ain't a Killa but don't push me revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
(Mood like...)
Bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust so many phony ass niggas tryna Sound like us
(Mood like...)
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money dollar Dolla bill y'all
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Writer: Chris Pollard
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Performed By: Loquacious
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Chris Pollard

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