Sometimes a nigga need theme music (uh huh)

Sometimes you gotta set a mood

Let′s dim these lights in this motherfucking boothDim the lights out there too

I don't need to see you niggas too much (jump off)

Can′t be Mood Muzik without a mood

But look, look, it's what? (It's that On Top Music)

Niggas on my left (yeah), niggas on my right (yeah)

Does anybody wanna hear some real shit tonight (yeah)

Real as it′ll get (yeah), holster on my hip (yeah)

Is anybody tired of that bubblegum shit (yeah)

They say hip hop is dead or on life support

Maybe not, that could be something I just thought

I just ought to jump in, fighting the sport

How you expect to be heard, when your mic is off

I would love to go and browse through the Robb Report

But ain′t a car in that motherfucker I can afford

See niggas trying to block the road

Rather then my label drop "The Growth", they should drop us both (oh)

See I could scream Def Jam and what they used to be

But that ain't for me to say, that′s for you to see

If not Method Man or Redman, Ghostface, Young Gunz

Need I say Freeway, the proof is me

Still don't believe me, then where′s Peedi Peedi?

They ain't really giving a fuck unless you Jeezy

That′s what my mind say

Just know if you ain't the President or Kanye, you won't see the time of day

Niggas on my left (yeah), niggas on my right (yeah)

Does anybody wanna hear some real shit tonight (yeah)

Real as it′ll get (yeah), holster on my hip (yeah)

Is anybody tired of that bubblegum shit (yeah)

I′m so thankful that

Come around these parts

We don't crank or snap, we aim and clap

Used to try to take the average rap fan, show ′em shit

But if they close-minded, who am I to open it?

Rather spend time with a bougie broad

Mean an actress, bad bitch, movie star

Shallow bitches, only into jewelry, cars

Still fuck with us, though that ain't who we are

Soon as my wife gone, they jump on the python

They ain′t know I'm out to hit and run like Saigon

Putting back the ice on, had it screwed up

Finally figured out that hate is the new love

But I don′t see how you get ahead that way

When you team up with Envy like Red Cafe

And all that blame is yours (nigga)

You trying to get a chain like floss

I'm trying to get a chain like stores

Find me in Jers', line for squeeze work off safety

Can′t keep calm around these jerks, think beyond these words

Treat the hood like MySpace, either become friends with the Tommy first

So get found on the back of an empty carton

Spray semi larkins for the bread like Remy Martin

Don′t mind me, "Last of a Dying Breed"

Wanna take rap and bring it back to the '90′s

Juicy inspired me, C.R.E.A.M. made me angry

Get at Me Dog amped me, Shook Ones ain't me

I already know it′s a tough state to follow

When niggas use to stay up late to watch Apollo

Now it's ridiculous, all this shit′s frivolous

Niggas ain't Macho Man, they Miss Elizabeth

Break a Corona bottle, make me an ill shank

Cut a bitch up like Bill Blanks doin' still rank

Niggas on my left (yeah), niggas on my right (yeah)

Does anybody wanna hear some real shit tonight (yeah)

Real as it′ll get (yeah), holster on my hip (yeah)

Is anybody tired of that bubblegum shit (yeah)

The media′ll say anything to get at you

Niggas is transparent, I'm lookin′ right past you

Henny is a bad dude, talkin' ′bout he act rude

So my new tattoo is God with a gavel

Told baby girl, "If you wanna seduce me

Just know my brain works like a Bonaduce"

My girlfriend say I use my charm too loosely

I tell her I'm too fly to have to con for coochie

Hella paper, tell a hater crib got a elevator

On the waterfront, so yeah I oughta front

Still times I feel like carryin′ chrome

Or cheatin' the system like I'm Marion Jones

Tryin′ to Sing For The Moment, can′t find the note

Put the game in a choke hold, can't find his throat

Hang with the big dogs, can′t find the rope

They tell me it's alive, I can′t find the pulse, so my

Niggas on my left (yeah), niggas on my right (yeah)

Does anybody wanna hear some real shit tonight (yeah)

Real as it'll get (yeah), holster on my hip (yeah)

Is anybody tired of that bubblegum shit (yeah)

Oh, no don′t stop nothin' (cocksuckers)

Motherfucker

I don't even want shit (you in that mood yet?)

Keep my shit on

The whole point is fuckin′ have something to bitch about