Miles Louis - Distortion

Hustle to break away from you
And avoid dying while feeling stuck
Rise up and get it
Sky’s not the limit
I’m bringing distortion
Yeah, they don’t hear em make em feel it
I’m bringing distortion
Yeah, they don’t hear em make em feel it
For my people who for the people I keep em fed
Hating on yo enemies never got you bread
Revolution without execution that shit dead
Rise up and get it, sky is not limit
Disgruntled gentlemen on a mission to get a pension
For my penmanship how I kick it you couldn’t live it
Too raw like sugar cane, clean like the rental came
Lean like it’s Lil Wayne, flick lighter kill the game
I see y’all on a ho wave
Only claiming black when it’s convenient that’s that O.J.
Fake it till you make it’s a weird flex but okay
Be weary of your karma there’s more to come that’s foreplay
Woah, 2019 rappers still selling souls
360 deals and they album barely gold
I’d rather craft a classic wrap it in my own plastic and give a taste at my own show
You know how I do, the innovator and the icon too
I come and turn impossible into an impromptu
You’ll ask how today tomorrow you’ll ask how I knew it
I’m super human, and got too many styles to it, Miles Louis
Talkin’ my shit again, even if I don’t I win again
Ain’t gotta guess the energy my inner G imma let you know
I’m straight bias like L.A. riots in ‘94
Hot shit, I can turn a circle of reflection to a mosh pit
And I wrote the rhythm to describe it
Love when they telling me I’m doing too much
Sometimes you gotta fuck shit up
I’m bringing distortion
They don’t hear it make em feel it
They don’t hear it make em feel it
I’m bringing distortion
They don’t hear it make em feel it
They don’t hear it make em feel it
For my people who for the people I keep em feed
Hatin’ on your enemies never got you bread
Revolution without execution that shit dead
Rise up and get it
Sky is not the limit

Written by:
Miles Brown

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