Year of the Ox
MOOD CONTROL CYPHER
JL:
Hey yo

I heard it all you said y’all in the zone
Yeah I believe you, but my tommy gun don’t uh
Merry Christmas and a happy new year
Zack Morris at the max, we makin’ massive moves here. YOX
Not just another Asian kid with a bible name
Nah, I’m the type to take a dip during a tidal wave
Look who’s arrived looking higher than empire state
Look who’s surprised with they little sweet and sour face
Who’s in the mood to get blessed, you should inquire us
Portable butane, stove top has been fired up
And the ramen noodles are boiling, time to crack some eggs huh?
Tied a noose with enjoyment put ‘em back to bed
YOX, YOX time for some violence, violent crimes followed by violins, roses and violets huh
Who could you even call even? You better call your big brothers, you better call in that favor, you better call the ghost busters
Got an assortment of corpses stored in New York basements
I’m, eating sorbets while watching some Scorsese’s
And I’m
Looking for more ways for me to get more wavy
And I’m
Trying to see more places than Anthony Bourdain did
And I’m
Trying to be more Cobain than Coltrane
Somewhere in between being famous and being a no name
And in between being the king of a domain and being a door man
And, in between being extremely paid and being a poor man
Lyricks:
Lyricks fears no man
My flow once knocked over both bow stands[?] at a Filipino open mic karaoke night over in Rosecrans
I almost crushed the host, the girl singing, and both parents
It was so scary but the dj kinda[?] Can’t mess with the Zohan
I know I’m one of the best, but don’t test the homie though
The last person who stepped is now texted a testimonial
God bless we all got dressed for that ceremonial
My friends dance with TECs and pop X to two step the Chromeo
Imma keep going, but look Imma start this with a pause first

And I call that mood control
You know who taught me that shit?
Mark Wahlberg
That movie four brothers in that scene where he’s walking through the snow
Man, he started from like a mile and a half away, that shit was extra hard
Sniper level distance AWP that was extra far
Vicious like a category 5 ripping the ceiling off
Had a vision of a statue of an ox telling me kill ‘em all