LUMEN NATURA PRESENTS: MIA Part 2 of 2. Produced by Alec Burnright. Lyrics 👇🏽 I just put a massive hold on my friends list Watch the circle get small while my head big Got a lot ideas but I'm restless I dont even got enough time to let my legs rest Got a big beam boy and I'm reckless Let the led press, booming out the red tip Got my dread heads wit me, they the bestest Always got gas when a nigga feeling breathless Aye With my back to the corner I been out grindin up nickles and quarters I started a family and couldn't afford it And figured my hopes and my dreams were aborted But shit, I'm the man Came up with a plan and I carried it out Fuck what they saying or talkin about I'm the best in the bay and without any clout I been making my plays and without any doubt There's a lotta things plaguing my consciousness Two polar opposites One is a street nigga, the others anonymous I hold em inside until I'm feeling the nauseousness They changing the narrative, we hearing the rhetoric Keeps piling on until our people are barely Existing or living at all we just spin on a ball If the sky want to fall What happens next? I'm truly perplexed I'm breaking my neck Looking for ways to impress So I can collect some checks Get my son's outta debt That's the least I could do Since they sentenced to death I guess it's true what they say When thoughts are fading away we end up sharing the pain But everyone acting deaf It's all noise Only want you employed So they can make you a slave Keep you busy til you down in a grave It's only a shame What can I say? we stuck in our ways And God's laughing when we praise cause we raisin the flames It's getting higher The only way I like to smoke my weed is with fire Intoxicated daily cause my soul is expired They probably gon hear this and think I'm a big liar "Wah wah wah" or "blah blah blah" "You only making tracks cause you ain't got no job" "If you prioritize and organized you'd be just fine" "Why don't you socialize and spend more time with Jesus Christ?" But I have And I've met And I've sat And I've checked I've received a receipt for the day of my death And then God looked at me and said "Son you are blessed Don't you ever forget you a part of my flesh" And then I woke up Drank a Coca-Cola split a blunt and rolled up made a stinky odor straightened my composure And thought "What a very strange dream..." And ever since I wondered it means You see I spit fat... facts Written metaphorically to get fat... stacks Equipped with many more of these Flows you can blow out the holes of your nose When your sick with a cold and your bros choosing hoes Over the grind One more step you get swept over the line I need rounds for this Tech, its number 9 Open your mouth, I inspect, you expect to get left with a bit less of breath, it's only time I heard up the vine that I'm a one of a kind I pay it no mind cause it dont hurt if I shine Open my mind I find it harder to find some reminder of why I've been wiser With my moves that I often like to make in silence Cause when I'm flexing it can often lead to violence That's when your peers taking shots from the rear Tryna kill your career get caught up in a weird Little cycle They lyrics tend to sound a little fuckin recycled Screaming that they better than whoever, ight bro Cause while I'm making hits and saving money like Geico They mad as fuck and stuck but always wondering why tho Flip flop, lookin fuckin wish wash Watered down piss pots Swear that they can kick rocks Never sprain my neck when I'm Listenin to Slipknot Maggot til I'm dead, rot Trying me you get rocked Cobblestones thrown at your dome With these fists, leave a cornerstone To show that you've gone, been dismissed Down the wrong path to your home Now you're missed, with a fuckin teleshow While your ho getting rich Swish, bullet holes make it known that you swiss And I put that on my bread What been going through my head Is a lot of fuckin stress, I digress but I'm pissed Cause I took the time and led what was not meant to exist A quick autograph, dip, and sip, lollygag with my clique, then we all split a spliff, holographic Fuckin with my crew, we gon fill em up with hollows fam, turn that fuckin clown into a hologram I promise he will never make a sound again Mute No response when I'm scoopin out the truth Like ice cream Babe Ruth in the booth, no striking No game, invade your brain like Rus Vikings It's too late for truce, I loose lightning And electrify your troops, the new High King City on the map cause my underground plays Got the city on my back like a underground slave I escaped the pain and broke chains Now I'm terrified, deranged, the change promotes hate Funny when I'm down, the clouds and smoke fade When I'm up, people lame and like to throw shade That's what you do to block the sun rays Cause I shine bright, ignite the mic with blue flames Lumenate the globe if I have to Cause lately shit been going crazy, issa bathroom And on the daily someone shootin up the classrooms It's like our futures gettin sucked into a vacuum And Police is trigger happy like it's natural And Corona taggin toes like an asshole #BSMIA2 #RFBEST #RFFEATURED