4th Pyramid - Mood Swing (Dirty) lyrics

[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] I keep it moving like frog legs before the Cajun recipe I hope I die on the mic so everyone can inherit me I don't spit on bars. I drool on lava rocks And keep my essays elevated like Guatemala potheads In real life, there's a time when the drama stops And the teardrops goes plop like llama snot Caught between Timberlands and travel fox Past and present, from club nights to block fights Adolescence to a grown man with worries and bills I'm like a smart shopper looking for a deal And all I find is bargains—a hungry artist never starving Putting cyphers on squeeze like Charmin I drink water when the money's low, race my runny nose And think stronger, longer to help these dummies grow I don't give a f** like a celibate mind state If you don't see what I'm saying, consider this a blind date [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. Mood swings [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] If you ready to die for something, you better live it I never dropped a album—The Prelude was a snippet Beat a midget to d**h with my short end of the stick Life is hectic and stressful—you must fight this Mood swings. Emotional days in the park The light is but a shade of what stays in the dark I used to blaze trees. Now I cherish the bark Plant the seeds deep, speak and inherit the art I got roots in this, stealing spinach out the register Travel light years—my peers is interstellar Now get your groove back. Life's a beach with broken gla** Where your boots at? Pitching fast? I'll get a hit and roof that I see the swerve in your curve made of bourb to be slurred We preserved eternally on the street curb—word Forever I bless. Sometimes, I get stressed and furious Constipated like George—this sh** got me Curious [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. Mood swings [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Battery tested. When sound checked, it was fully charged Do not eat the remix. Overstand the wooly gods Spreading views. Intuition is the weapon used Seeing myself as the winner, I never lose I throw claps back at you and receive what I give Reading letters my pops wrote that he never did Truly fact, my life b**by-trapped like the groovy cats I could die and be back before the credit reenact the intro Youngest in charge, living large, pushing the Pinto Evidence coincides—this ain't coincidental I got new headphones. Lines busy, brain off the hook A sight for sore eyes—when you go for self, it's a strained look My hindsight turned to ketchup and served burgers d**h whispered life in my ears—I heard, “Birth murder” Like a sword and a shield, I hold the rhyme and the pen Sometimes I lose it. On the mic, I find it again My throat goes hoarse, of course. I might need some hay Remember my name. You'll be screaming it someday In the mist of lead showers beyond gun spray Life as a traffic cop, nothing goes one way On to Peter Pan listening to Pirate Radio Full-moon clocks. Lunatics going crazy, yo Rhyming on a train, I became one with the track Used to stay in my shell like slugs in a gat I forced to react from a powerful impact From the essence. With blessings, I will be sent back [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Emotional days in the park Mood swings. The light is but a shade of the dark Mood swings. Mood swings