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Lost in Space
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost in Space was released on April 7, 2023 by Majin Musik Rekords as a part of the album It Kame From South Florida
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Release DateApril 7, 2023
LabelMajin Musik Rekords
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM56

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giovanni Valdes-Martinez
Giovanni Valdes-Martinez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
dj sc4m
dj sc4m
Producer
Zeth Phoenix
Zeth Phoenix
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Dennis Nicholas Jr.
Dennis Nicholas Jr.
Producer

Lyrics

Big drilling spilling, killing all these opps
That's what OG told me, roll down on they block
Big body rover, bet you thought it was over
Majin Slump back and I'm better
Smoking on the same opps, boy this shit pressure
Up in the stu bitch, just rising my level
Cause all of these **** be talking the same
I gotta pop out, I gotta show off for gang
Pull up in the cube, you know we insane
Fuck **** want try me, I outta let it flame
I gotta bool down before they me put me right in that box
They killing all these stars, can it please stop
Changing directions, stirring up that pot
Majin shit ****, yeah we run the lot
Majin Slump ****, I been through a lot
Especially Doctor Slump moving all these wok
Moving all these drugs, no it was no fun
Had to keep a gun, had to throw a gun
Lost a lot of love, had to spin back
Had to kill the rat
Driller spilling, killing really was the villain
Now I'm dripped out Louis V, I'm that ****
Majin Slump where the tape? nah fuck that
I'm still lost in space, my ****
Boolin zooming through the cosmos, dropped another tab
All up in my spaceship, LSD galactik
You can see the magic, yeah this shit got static
Yeen ain't wanna run up
Majin Slump **** still lost in space
Bruh I'm geeked up, **** can't find my way
LSD galactic, I just be rapping, talking out my soul
Fuck it, down the fucking lonely road
Money all a **** knows
Keep it going, can't fold
Hella narcotics, I froze
Lost in space, I did a race, I got tunnel vision
Trying to run from the hate to the cake to LA
Till I made it to haters and leeches
Reaching for my paper, you gon' need a preacher
Cause I am a demon, Majin Slump evil
Ridin' really lethal, fucking with these bitches
Dick em then, leave em, yeah leave em
Right up on that road
Big body rover, I'm gone
Up in Milan, my **** went fucked up my lawn
Up in the studio, just bumped out this song
I'm dropping this tape cause Run Up, it's been a year long
I can't do that shit, boy, it's hurting my soul
I be dropping these tracks, then I dip to the moon
Shit, I'm still lost in space, geeking and burning out everyday
Trying to find my way, that's bullshit
Boolin all up in my spaceship, 8th of wok
I'm with tha chopper, just popping shit
Steady plotting on the world, I'm on top of this
Majin Slump and, Sopita Drip
We put days and our souls in this mixtape
Hope you enjoy, yeah, I really appreciate
All of these tracks that we made
Stop me from remembering all the times I was really out there, I was
Drilling, spilling, killing, really was the villain
Now I'm dripped out Louis V
I'm that ****, Majin Slump where the tape?
Nah, fuck that, I'm still lost in space
My ****, boolin, zooming through the cosmos
Dropped another tab, all up in my spaceship
LSD Galactic, you can see the magic
Yeah, this shit got static, yeen wanna run up
Majin Slump, ****, still lost in space
Bruh I'm geeked up, **** can't find my way
LSD Galactic, I just be rapping, talking out my soul
Fuck it, down the fucking lonely road
Money all a **** knows
Keep it going, can't fold
Hella narcotics, I froze
Written by: Giovanni Valdes-Martinez
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