When I woke up in the morning, crisp air, warm vibes
The airy winter for beginners brought the chill inside
We arrived, just the other day from the flight
Landed in the good ol USA, from Dubai - my mom cried

But soon she feigned a smile and my baby sister laughed 
I was five, and my dad had to get a job fast
Visa would expire, they were tired, but never jet lagged
Never nagged, pulled their bootstraps for the second act

The start of a new chapter and American dreams
But soon the lights would flicker when we had to pay the fees
We had Bright hopes tho while I practiced a b c's with ease 
Even though I saw them pacing, worried ends won't meet

We were in a foreign country but we knew the new traditions well
And it helped that my uncle had his wealth with the hand that he was dealt 
And he shared the real meaning of being cared for
Even though we were poor I woke up that morning with a closet full of paramours

Cypher 31 (MIDAS Christmas)prod. by RASHA

I Wobble with the waves
Teeter totter with the days 
In a haze
I loose my mantra in a maze

Blanka in a rage
Claws cracking hidden safes
Web spinning, networth aint worried bout the wait

Set trippin, crew trippy, treat us like the greats
Who's with me? I know I'm lonely
But dont hold me to my fate
Let me mold my motives make
Bold boasts as only paved truth 
Can hope to know Im sewn sutured straight
Dome due to drain
Fluids flow like the faint
Follow photons and shapes
Those are the only ways
To take thoughts out of waves 
In the air make them clear for the world to celebrate
Composure resonates
Even through the smoke we seein' straight
Both ways can be erased, and the fork can meet again
It's the root of the square, the water in the lakes
The call of cautious men to take 
Arms armed up to the teeth
Bombs falling as we sleep
Calm karma let it seek, 
let it is sink
Let it deem
Let it speak
It is bleak, it is weak
It is either here or in the sheets 
Watching wishing we
Walk the plank and feet slip, grip is a fringed fringe
Fraying frames, scratching at the wooden waves
Falling to my yesterdays, reliving past pedigrees. 


SUNDAY WAVES (prod. ROOT.)


versace versace I want neck from your thottie
I look around I dont see nobody 
It's obvi you swallow you a birdie Im ready
To pounce like a tiger in the back of this chevy

Rollin' the woods the trees are so heavy
That good that good that be clouding my senses
Back of a Bentley Im bending you gently
Probably the benz or the beamer was lent to my buddy

Maybe Im bugging
I know for now, I am just thuggin, 
   
This ugly ho want me
I tell her Imma be somebody 

Trust in the titan Im Midas united
All of the gold in the world couldn't buy this
The swagger I jacked while downing some mickeys
Fuck a hickey just suck me Im sippin my forty

Figure her moaning while Im dippin my baggie
That molly done got me feignin the motions.

lil bitch


Cypher 32 (Versace Motions)

and i dont know where i went wrong
i thought you knew this would take long

im busting to this tune 
nothings overdue
nothings ever due
Everything is now but soon it'll be too soon
I hesitate a minute let it resonate through you
While I pray for prayers sake

everything is earned and i know that shits very true
thats why Im sitting with the blues, high as fuck, give me two 
more pills, light it up, while I wallow in my rut
swallow lemonade inside my cup the midas touch
lighting up some cannibus, split a dutch, cameras off
bright lights throws us off
everything is cool
fuck it
nothings ever new 
We sitting in the dark and here I am, hiding all the proof
Im running shit inside in the moon
I wish Truman never knew
fuck it everything i knew isn't anything that's true
Im spilling all my guts while Im puffing on a blunt, pass the juice
I was fiending for a drop now Im wishin I aint know that truth was hidden in this loop
Hand me to the noose, loose yourself to something true
id rather be up in smoke than left down here with you
in the dust, fisticuffs, lets make some moves
A little hit of delirium, delirious, the message isn't mute
Im gathering the troops, light a candle, scattered ballyhoo

past it let it through
let the light inside ignite the fuse

Im alive, deep inside, when I decide to shed the suit
give me something  
Im tired tryina train my brain to trace your tunes
Titans turn to stone statues, tethered proof
And soon the world will wash away inside the sun
It's loop
Constantly calling on consciousness to cull the crux
Called collect to all my friends than used the change to coin this phrase:
"Who can say where we are today, it may be the moon:
It may be our dreams, dare to see we may  already be removed:  
Purgatory, hell and holy heaven is here in spirit too:
Poetry and follies fell aside when I aligned myself with you."



Jazzy Freeverse (prod. by Lorentzproductions)

Love is whole, love is holy, hold the corny jokes  
Everything is gold, everything is bold MIDAS told
Me, but honestly that talk is gettin old
Rust and dust overflow our sense of semblance

Enter in our being in between banality 
The mundanity of strife often blinds you from the summer breeze
Some will speak, some will listen with their ears closed 
You need to harbor all the senses to touch hope

Fuck the rope, never that, I'd rather go around 
In the loop seeking truth whenever I'm feeling down
Trust in titans gods will smite them
Those who make you frown 
Karma like a strike of lightening sends the message down

Love life, love living, love everything
Everything is everything is everything 
Nothing in this world is nourished to be forgotten 
So store em in your memories, love unconditionally - that's progress

ll MIDAS ll