Michael - Lost Dogg: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Michael

Hip-Hop/Rap

Michael was released on April 15, 2026 by LDE / XLP All Rights Reserved as a part of the album Survival Muzik II

Song Details

AlbumSurvival Muzik II

Release DateApril 15, 2026

LabelLDE / XLP All Rights Reserved

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM87

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lost Dogg

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Lost Dogg

Songwriter

Donald XL Robertson

Donald XL Robertson

Composer, Horn Arranger, String Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lost Dogg

Executive Producer, Cover Art

Donald XL Robertson

Donald XL Robertson

Mastering Engineer, Producer, Mixing Engineer, Cover Art, Computer Graphics, Cover Photography

Lyrics

The Cloud Park 4:14 for my arrival

My playbook's the Bible

For humanity my success is vital

It's beyond tribal

We all been lied to

Bring in that Michael music

Kettle disciple music

The angels here, let 'em write the music

Top Dog, bring the fight with music

Let 'em use you to recite us

Dust the mic off before you cut the lights off

It's 'bout to be a war worth lyrical writing

For the right cause, a life lost, feel tied to my boss

My God don't play no games about mic stupidness

(This is survival music)

Survival, you wrote my name in cloud pods

Lightning sparks, start to rain, **** might come through swaying the swallows

Bringing the things with impeccable aim, shit gotta change

I'm bringing civility, how can you see me when feeling me?

You can't be listening, this is me, angels sing before they get to me

I gave it to you in survival one, I double back on survival two

I don't think y'all got it though, but to God I serve as powerful

Louder 'cause I never knew that did the new year clap song

To produce, Land of the Lost, Homeless League, Babylon

That's what he on, call that divine intervention

Mad and Festive Descent, I wrote it down to stay consistent

Thought I missed it, but time is nonexistent

Make no mistake, the Archangel's history

And why I'm here is not a mystery

Cut the mic off, before you cut the lights off

It's 'bout to be a war worth lyrical writing

For the right cause, a life lost, feel tied to my boss

My God don't play no games about mic stupidness

(This is survival music)

Survival, you wrote my name in cloud pods

Lightning sparks, start to rain, **** might come through swaying the swallows

Bringing the things with impeccable aim, shit gotta change

I'm bringing civility, how can you say you ain't feeling me?

Can't be listening to me, angels sing before they get to me

I came to give you clarity, and point out the disparity

Of this human experience, and how it's become all but a tragedy

It's sad to see, people lose it all magically

All the way down to the maggot, all facts is that deep

Fast as the track meet, that's what attracts me

Tell the devil get out, he know what's happening

I'm bringing that heat, and this warfare is not just lyrical

I swear to God it's spiritual, this the order of war that you can listen to

My name's Signature, now go study the literature

Survival, I could show you how to with a fish and a hook with a rifle

Rearrange your frame, give you a different look

I'm just living in my truth, this is survival music

I don't like you, Michael got the call, no more lost dawg

And I'm really the proof that there's a living God

When they get hard, get him involved, problem solved

You can call your uncle Mike and I'll come through swaying this swole

That's the mic off, Michael, would you cut the lights off?

It's 'bout to be a war, word of lyrical writing

For the right cause or life lost, real time, it's a mop off

My God don't play no games about Michael's stupid and **** is

Survival music

Survival, you vote my name in cloud balls, lightning, smoke, start to rain

**** might come through swaying this swole, banging the things with a pickable end

Shit gotta change, I'm breaking civility, I can't see you in Philly

You can't be listening, this a meat, angels sang before they get to meet

Remember the name Michael as he vote

The devil know it's gon' be smoke

Run for cover

This is survival music

There's nowhere to hide though

You will be found, and destroyed

Written by: Donald XL Robertson, Lost Dogg

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