Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Lost Nova, artist - Mello Music Group. Date of issue: 20.01.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Lost Nova |
| May I bring to the microphone now |
| A man who |
| In the lyrics of the songs he writes |
| Probably more successfully than any other song writer |
| Incorporates |
| The Jazz Rhythms and the speech — |
| Welcome to the verbal kumite |
| Fade away |
| Thump you with the 808's |
| Hover to a later day |
| Aviate view the panorama through the laser camera |
| I burn out an etch of places you step |
| No hoof prints or foot prints |
| Or such shall reside outside the universal law by which the planets abide |
| Combine gaseous elements to levitate your residence |
| Radiating sediments where gamma rays residents |
| I use a to scream |
| I bend her thought to lose a dream a dark ray of hope i choose to gleam |
| A golden path |
| With scrolls that hold the math to carve |
| The sentiments of jealousy and wrath |
| With such patience at ones disposal |
| The offers ain’t noble |
| The thoughts are more noble |
| Plus the media ain’t social |
| But sparts |
| Step one of rebirth has been launched |
| Set aside your lusts and wants |
| Assemble the bonds |
| With gas lamps for last chance efforts |
| Slims for leopards |
| Wins as efforts experience |
| But so many who choose to march over |
| Now extending my crews |
| To review the lost nova |
| Explosive |
| Nuclear dosage of dopeness |
| Focus on the magnum opus |
| At least the closest to it |
| Rappers congruent to this microwave music |
| Pop corn lovin' |
| Sonic miss-functions |
| Something deep like the abyss of some cocoon-ish |
| Meet me at the crystal city as we the rulers |
| Top notch quality illumines |
| Exuberance |
| You follow me? |
| The meek shall inherit what’s left |
| I swear solemnly |
| Cause science of life is space odyssey |
| We getting your head like a lobotomy |
| L’O, and Lif hit me up with an assist |
| I threw it from the top of the key |
| It went swish |
| Yes |
| This is it |
| The astrophysical lyrical with the gift |
| Yo turn it up I insist |
| Terrific speed so swift |
| Extra galactic tactics break the whack down to fragments |
| Like beats made by dusty vinyl |
| We design truth |
| Catalogs through the roof |
| Yo that’s divine proof |
| But of-course your missions never over |
| Life is a endless journey searching for the lost nova |