Moonlight

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Akin] Yo, these days, rappers Are shitty. Really gritty, that's what my style is I culture shock the most. We boast, but yet we modest Fuck stereotypes, we've spent many a nights Fighting the likes of hypocrites with every a mic, we're bold Poetic slave, I ain't never been sold, or I Was told to mold my prose and go for gold. Oh No you didn't. Think I was bullshitting? My gift of gab as real as troops sitting Brown-skinned warriors in the Middle East, wars Are bet on, beasts are raping (For real, nothing's sacred) In these last days, where corny raps of crack pay While I map waves to validate my rap days Caught in the tension, some put the art in suspension, we Pursue the heart and use the art as a weaponry Pursue the heart and use the art as a weapon, see? Pursue the heart and use the art as a weapon, yo [Hook: Cise Star] (x2) Soft radiance, baby, I'm in the moonlight (The moonlight) Get in the groove until you move right (Move right) Come on baby, we gon' live life (Live life) Hold tight, lose sight, it's alright (It's alright) [Verse 2: Cise Star] For my midnight fever, brushing my shoulders off Stepping out in the club, the Cise is the renaissance Bringing it back to slowing it down From the up to downtown, nigga, I get around The people, they know me, I'm taking this slowly, this city Is mine. You blind, son, only the lonely Stand at the top, I'm chased by the haters and cops that don't Wanna see a nigga shine, I own the block You fucking with him? You fucking with me, you better Believe you might leave with blood on your sleeve Wrecking the place and put a sour taste in your face Escaping the grace and got one foot in the grave Honey, we made lyrical art and serenade Impress the mind like miracles in biblical days We ready to take 'em, you niggas are hating Motherfucker, you what? Talk shit, I ain't playing. Nah [Hook: Cise Star] (x2) Soft radiance, baby, I'm in the moonlight (The moonlight) Get in the groove until you move right (Move right) Come on baby, we gon' live life (Live life) Hold tight, lose sight, it's alright (It's alright) [Verse 3: Akin] Ayyo, I'm feeling New with Balance, you know my style's kind of different It's not quite commercial, yet beyond the ground vision Catch me in stores, a nigga fall between giants Yet I just do it fluid, I'm classic, check the rhyming Florida tours of all type, what flavor are yours? You can get it now or later, niggas headed for morgues, I bring it Crime and king while emcees get thrown right out The ring with your bling, shitty sing-along (For real) I got a fetish to rock, a true b-boy Rock Steady when I grip mics, my clone is a decoy To trap wack niggas exploring the thought of battling I double-dare you to come near, fool, I'm badder than Michael Jack. You talk, then I might go slap Taste out your mouth. Damn, look. Now you're bitter Quitter. After you heard me and Clyde rip Them boys like, "Put that down. You got a vice grip" [Hook: Cise Star] (x2) Soft radiance, baby, I'm in the moonlight (The moonlight) Get in the groove until you move right (Move right) Come on baby, we gon' live life (Live life) Hold tight, lose sight, it's alright (It's alright)