L.U.N.A. (feat. Pete Philly) (Explicit)

Since the beat’s slapping, time for some quick rapping

What happened?

Dreams of living better with cheddar, the fam stacking.

We demand backing, the tribe involved, diatribe resolved, evolve or revolt

Surviving the assault, then we strike back at the empire until we back on track no desire to retire,

fanning the entire fire, beyond the material the frequency is higher, listen

New moves need new dudes enter player one screw the rules, now you choose, story just begun, here to prove how we do, we not the same yet equal, in the eyes of evil

We chess pieces, the chest releases carbon dioxide, the world looking cockeyed,

muscle tense like poppeye, too many chicken like poppeys, waiting for the other shoe to drop but why?

Lead us not astray

We gotta keep on

Big up Big up, we getting over any hiccup, keeping it movin show & provin even when we trip up System bout to slip up, when it does we treat it like a stick up, so get ya dick up

Cops & gentlemen, crops and settlements, stop the irrelevant props we better than

They said we were, and yet we were, messed up in the head so upset, disturbed

Machine saying one thing the spirit says the other, one is diablo the other is your mother as we discover all of the things distorting our vision during the missions that’s still under the cover my brother Know I’m here for you, staying clear for you, when you down & out Imma cheer for you, all the negative bs that we keep steering through, it’s a miracle. you hear me duke?

Man we sticking to the plan, kick it when we can, grind when we need to, making our demands,

fine when it’s near you, we a grain of sand, yet the dessert is impressive, duck the regressive train of thought making most of us aggressive, unless it’s true to you man you can skip it, not necessary to be ego tripping, I’m merely just a missionary of my own church, hella Adams family I open like I’m lurch, I’m so grown I don’t need to be first, I’m in my zone and it aint no thirst, I aint no clone I’mma about to burst, man I’m on my throne till I’m hearse, it’s from the dome I won’t rehearse, it’s and in my tone in my verse, you either all alone or immersed

Lead us not astray

We gotta keep on