I swear people nowadays they're obsessed with the fame
ya just a moth to the flame
programs on the TV controlling ya brain
ya just a moth to the flame
its like everywhere ya look everybody looks the same
ya just a moth to the flame,
sell ya soul to the devil trying to make you a name
ya just a moth to the flame.

(Whyz NMS)

why you flocking to the light for? (WHY)
stop pretending ya rich when its evident your quite poor
you have enough but you'd like more
stay true to yourself why you trying to be that type for?
i write more don't fall for the hype
4 kids mortgage and a wife
do what ya like who cares if its right
yo we've all got eyes you should never loose sight
fight for ya right gotta flee from the flock
the people are moth for the need of the gwop
the weed that i got brings peace real needs that i got
heart bleeds see the people are lost
there fiends for the shops and the latest tech
cant pay for the cheque we a race in debt
sweet life nah sour is the taste that i get
...so broke cant afford to pay our last respects

(Exa NMS)

and im attracted to this game like a moth,
cus the flames too hot n my pain is the cost that i paid for lot
n im aimlessly lost cus i mainly jus shot,
i wanna break out but im chained to the flock,
like a candle light flickerin brightly,
moths in my life are drawn lookin for light beams
vampires biting absorbing life stream,
its aint a nice thing the way my life been,
hypocrite in my own sense yeah im like you,
im just another moth flying into the light too,
trying to move on oneday i might
need to find my home but im not lookin on right move,
i might loose but im puttin my all in,
unlike these other moths im not lookin to fallin,
the trap of the light when the darkness callin,
ill find my own light ride it out till the mornin

I swear people nowadays they're obsessed with the fame
ya just a moth to the flame
programs on the TV controlling ya brain
ya just a moth to the flame
its like everywhere ya look everybody looks the same
ya just a moth to the flame,
sell ya soul to the devil trying to make you a name
ya just a moth to the flame.

(Kams NMS)

im not a moth to the flame cause i no thats its cold
refuse to sell my soul for diamonds and gold
no matter how cold it gets on this road
others may fold but i remain bold
i used to want whips n chains a bad bitch no S&M
used to hustle all week n next day be broke again
i had to decide to pick up pad n pen
or carry on this wickedness and end up in the pen
im an artist but thats not how they want me portrayed
guns and butter but thats no gun crime praised
i used to not think clear living life dazed
used to think i was the man getting liqoured and hazed
now im onto bigger things assets and not asses
wearing contacts fuck the rose tinted glasses
cause my hay fever flares up around these grasses
there con artists im painting perfect pictures for the masses

(Hyksos NMS)

nowadays all i see is moths flockin to the bit of light,
nuttin at the end guess this life was just a bitter flight,
i think at night, will we ever be free,
will there ever be a time when theres no devil in me,
inevitably were sinkin but ere never at sea,
our shores are the concrete depths of the deep,
the streets get filled with the rest of the sheep
always followin the heard cus their own minds weak,
blind lead the blind in the hopes of fake prophecy,
cant see whats in front cant be what they dream,
cant overstand my philosophies the cost will be
a mockery of every being that could possibly
roam alone on this planet that we call the third rock,
cant phone home im an alien my worlds lost,
the heard flock to the light till they singed their wings,
so they cant escape the flame now their lingering

I swear people nowadays they're obsessed with the fame
ya just a moth to the flame
programs on the TV controlling ya brain
ya just a moth to the flame
its like everywhere ya look everybody looks the same
ya just a moth to the flame,
sell ya soul to the devil trying to make you a name
ya just a moth to the flame.