All I Have

Lights Down Low

Written By: Michael Conover & Black Astronaut Records

Let them hate
While you eliminate 
Dark forces that 
reciprocate
Said hate
And dead ways
That keep the people 
Drowning in red bays…
Frowning while Zep plays
Downing a red case
Of Budweiser in the 
back of a matinee…
King of Manhattan hey 
And I don’t care what you say,
I’m about the bag, 
And all your paper fake  
Caus I paved the way
For music to be played today. 
Not too late OK
This is BAR 
Follow us to the Stars
And through the Milky Way
And let ‘em hate, yeah
And let them hate, yeah (whoop)
Oh yeah, let them hate, yeah 
Let ‘em, let them hate, yeah

Drop back squeeze 
Put this down with ease 
Tryna be me? Hell nah, You could never bitch please
Back shots to your bitch, with my hair blowing in the breeze
Yeah, sit here and go bar for bar 
Knowing damn well you not ‘gon make it far 
Bigger, better, stronger 
Sit back and watch my money get longer 
Run your ass over, like we playin’ frogger 

Runnin’ your mouth, talking that shit 
Lay your ass down, end up in the ditch 

Hatin’ on the boy gon’ get your ass popped 
Thinkin’ this a game, bitch you ‘bout to get dropped

Don't test me, don't push my line
This ain't no threat, I will commit a crime 
You playin' with fire, don’t mess with my name 
Take you out back, then put your ass to shame 
I came in the game, nothing gon’ be the same

Let Them Hate (feat. Black Astonaut Records)

Written By: Michael Conover

Yeah

Y’all stay talkin’ while I keep droppin’ 
Can’t sleep for a minute, gotta stay poppin’ 

“Obituary”

Hit the strip tonight, catching all the looks 
Bitches know the vibe, yeah breaking all the hooks 
Aleyah rollin’ with me, got ‘em all shook 
Got the game in a chockehold, like some damn crooks 
Flowin’ in my blood, really got this out the mud 
Tried to come for my spot, boy you just a dud 
Drop a couple hits, then watch the money flood (straight up)

Popped out the womb with a mic, and a golden spoon 
She’s in love with me? Yeah I’d assume 
Talking like I got one, two or three 
Baby I’m in the “stu, let me be” 
So hot in herre, feeling like I’m Nelly (whew)

Girl you really need a tummy tucker, cause you got a belly 
Still in my prime, got you all jelly 
Thinkin’ I will fall off, that’s a myth 
Cant do what what I do, cause hoe “you a bitch” 

Turn this up for the hoes back home 
Turn this up for my boys back home 
Yeah I’m slidin’, they don’t understand how I’m maneuvering 
Ridin’ round stoned, yeah bitch I’m uberin’
Hit up the strip, I’m steady ch-choosin’ 
On a winning spree, never going back to losing

(SESH)

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[Verse 1]
Even the hottest flame will fade,
If the fire’s left alone in the rain.
I kept feeding sparks, but you chased the smoke,
Now the ashes tell the story you broke.

You thought the grass was greener on the other side,
But all you found was another lie.
I gave you the ground where your roots could stay,
But you dug it up and threw it away.

[Chorus]
I won’t be the ghost you go searching for,
You won’t find me in their eyes anymore.
You had your chance, you let it slip,
Trading love for a power trip.
You can’t ask for truth then choke the sound—
The flame burns out when there’s no safe ground.

[Verse 2]
You built your walls so high, I couldn’t breathe,
Every word I spoke just cut me deep.
You thought control was love, but it never was,
It was fear in disguise, dressed up as trust.

Now you’re standing there with empty hands,
Learning what it means to lose your chance.
The safe place you had was buried in me,
But you locked the door and you lost the key.

[Chorus]
I won’t be the ghost you go searching for,
You won’t find me in their eyes anymore.
You had your chance, you let it slip,
Trading love for a power trip.
You can’t ask for truth then choke the sound—
The flame burns out when there’s no safe ground.

[Bridge]
I ain’t bitter, just finally free,
The cost of your pride was losing me.
Even the brightest fire will fade,
If no one’s there to keep it safe.

[Chorus – Repeat with lift]
I won’t be the ghost you go searching for,
You won’t find me in their eyes anymore.
You had your one, you let it slip,
Buried your love on a power trip.
You can’t ask for truth then choke the sound—
The flame burns out when there’s no safe ground.

[Outro]
Even the hottest flame burns out…
When there’s no one left to keep it alive.

no Safe Ground

set me on fire


So proud, so blind…
History repeats every time.
They hold their signs that say “protect the kids,”
but the names in the files don’t fit their script.
Courtroom shadows, sealed in ink,
Trump and Epstein — closer than they think.
Before the crown, before the stage,
documents screaming from another age.
But they burn their books about whos in love,
while a predator’s praised like he’s sent from above.


Truth is a mirror they smashed on the floor,
shards of the victims they choose to ignore.


Where is your humanity?
Buried with your flags and vanity.
You preach of saving innocence,
while worshipping a man without defense.
Children under rubble scream — you look away,
lost with him, you’ve lost your way.


So proud to be American, so proud to stand tall,
but history’s a graveyard — we never learn at all.
How many times on the wrong side of truth,
rewrite the pages,  lying to our youth
now you scream about a murdered rich man,
But stay silent when children are slaughtered in the sand
They rage at the noise of a mouth they can’t control,Genocide dressed up in neon lights, we can build bridges with the power we hold,
but instead sell the future for casinos of gold.


Where is your humanity?
You traded it for false security.
You ask why the world burns with hate,
while you’re feeding the fire you helped create.
Following him, you march in decay,
lost with him, you’ve lost your way.


you better bow down 
kiss the ring of your pedophile .....
NEVER I'D RATHER FUCKEN DIE


How many children must bleed in the sand?
How many graves will you dig with your hands?
You let Israel drag us down with them ,
a genocide masked as a means to an end.
Trump fails upward, the empire pays,
golf courses built where the ashes blaze.
So proud to be righteous, so proud to be free,
but the truth is a wound you refuse to see.


Where is your humanity?
Not in the bombs, not in the greed.
We had the power to heal the earth,
but sold it all for a tyrant’s worth.
Children cry and the echoes stay,
lost with him, you’ve lost your way.


So proud, so blind…
History repeats every time.
The cliff is near, the ground will give —
but still you follow him.

WHERE IS YOUR HUMANITY

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WHERE IS YOUR HUMANITY

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