Mt. Pleasant

Bad Luck

Oohhh Child

(Verse 1)
Yo, we rollin’, we strollin’, but they ain’t understandin’
Got the smartest dumb folks, playing politics like it’s a game of handin’
Wrapped up tight in their own little bubble,
Realistically brainwashed, man that’s a whole lotta trouble!
Ignorance struts with a suit and a tie,
Thinkin' they the kings while the world passes 'em by.
Can’t lift their heads, man, they stuck on one side,
Mixin' facts with fiction while their commonsense hides.

(Chorus)
Funky minds locked in the box, hey!
Thinkin' they’re right, but they need to detox.
Wide-eyed closed minds, can’t see the truth’s glow,
Dance to the rhythm of the beat, let it flow!

(Verse 2)
Got their locks on tight, can’t pass through the funk,
Got opinions like grenades, they just blow up and thunk!
The dumbest smart person, they wear it like a crown,
Talkin’ loud ‘bout nothin’, man, they never break down.
They can’t expect the views from people with a spark,
When all they see is shadows, no light in the dark.
Stickin’ to that one-sided groove like a broken record spin,
Missin’ out on flavors, boy, where do I begin?

(Chorus)
Funky minds locked in the box, hey!
Thinkin' they’re right, but they need to detox.
Wide-eyed closed minds, can’t see the truth’s glow,
Dance to the rhythm of the beat, let it flow!

(Bridge)
Open up, come outside, let the sunshine drip,
Break those chains, let your real self flip!
Step to the groove, let your thoughts expand,
Before you get stuck in a one-track land.
'Cause truth is a party, come join the dance,
Don’t let the noise keep you from takin’ a chance!

(Outro)
Funky minds, shake it down, break free from that box,
Let the world in, stop givin’ us rocks.
We’re all cosmic children, united in this funk,
Let’s jam together, man, don’t let the truth go bunk!
Liberate your mind, it’s time to rock the flow,
From the block to the stars, let the knowledge grow!

In A Box

Space Gangsters takes a darker, more grounded approach to sci-fi storytelling, framing interstellar crime through the lens of calculated survival and power. Set against glitchy transmissions, heavy bass, and cold cosmic atmospheres, the track follows organized space crews robbing orbital drug dealers, hijacking shipments, and moving through galaxies with precision rather than bravado. It’s a serious, cinematic narrative about crime beyond Earth—where gravity is gone, rules are rewritten, and survival depends on who controls the void.

space rap, sci fi hip hop, futuristic trap, cinematic hip hop, dark storytelling, crime narrative, atmospheric, bass heavy, glitch hop, underground hip hop, cosmic noir, Needlessone

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