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1. |
Intro
00:51
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2. |
Black Rain
03:03
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Hook:
Black Rain, from a nucleus, split in two
Mass pain, pyrocumulus, hitting you/
Rumours of another world war, like 2
Playing like a Truman, but your morals untrue
Verse:
Impala stalling out, caught a glimpse of fallen clouds
Fogging up the streets, with no lights, what surrounds?
Dystopian dirt from a fallout on the ground
Lived expecting this, never had a small doubt
Imperial powers steering our kind to an outage
Grids no longer active, cities flat, no longer crowded
Sitting in the passenger, fitting for a scavenger
Scouting for a meal or a house, we've all gone ravenous
Rapacious ravens picking at dead rabbits in the desert
Mesmerized by appetite in 100 degree weather
All black clothing when I walk out in my heavy jacket
My school mascot, you can see the parallels, my actions back it
I am not a simple imp, I saw our end was imminent
You ignored it like the letters spread and shone along a blimp
Good year, terrible millenia, the futures dim
I been speaking as a Reaper knowing truth is grim
Bridge:
Time is repeating, see Hiroshima
See Nagasaki, humanoid demons
Pulling the trigger, dropping atomics
Pray that it's just a dream, wish on a comet
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3. |
California Wasteland
03:37
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Hook:
Wasteland,
Welcome to the wasteland
Wasteland,
California Wasteland
I'm in the boondocks like Huey and Riley
California City, it's the wasteland that defined me
Truly the high leaf burner, the papal priest of lighting
I'm like a Mothman sighting, but it's Mantis, candid writing
Santa with a sleigh, I felt like Jack Skellington
Tryna gift that way, big bands, Duke Ellington
Grateful for the cash I see, and wrapped under Christmas tree
I cherish with family,
Thankchannumas our charity
Secret santa annually,
That's how we're always planning things
Bet I'm getting coal this year, but cold soul won't be whimpering
I'm fat I look like chimpanzee, but new years I've been eating lean
I don't mean promethazine this time, in fact I'm getting clean
I'm not tryna smoke more weed, since drug tests in my industry
And even with Newsom's law, the UCs funded federally
That's the shit that's stressing me, and deserts ain't the best for me/
But my friends from these streets, fam there perpetually
So welcome to the land of sun and and sand, where Sons of Sam lurk
Nighttime with coyotes, got the same smirk
Killer intention, so don't get involved in their turf
Unsure of my worth, since my debut about my birth
Writing on the couch, next to my dad, it was a first
Just about kicked out this time around, he got unsure
In between these jobs so I don't feel too insured
He ensured me I'd be fine, still haven't found a cure
Verse 2:
It isn't what it seems, but this ain't Waverly
Wavy with my homies, loyal, never wavering
Tryna put the city on the map, by slaying beats
Don't know if I'll ever make it, but c'est la vie
Master of the lyrics, fuck what all you say to me
Sleeping like cicadas, you might just encounter me
Since I'm underground and I'm so fucking proud to be
May not last forever, I know what I'm bound to be
When the water reaches surface from erosion and unearthing
It might be discovered I'm a real person
With some contributions to the intellectuals
Since a couple records hadn't been effectual
Turning up my decibels, that loudness like the shit I smoked
Now tryna relive the days where I ain't need to cope
Sober up, the sodas for the glutton self, I'm leaving that
In 2023, '24 no eating snacks
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Dust Devils
02:29
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Mantis x tokyo cigar 7
Intro:
Our city,...is well known for its winds, so heres a story, as old as time,... of me...... walking
Verse 1:
Salutations to my dad, I'm putting on my jacket
30,000 steps a day outside, made it a habit
Practiced my guitar for a class, no Lenny Kravitz
Bumping still serving on the walk, 21 savage
Offset Metro times, like a late bus arrival
When I'm in my territory, wary of survival
Lot of people hating me, but they can't be my rivals
They can't stand right next to me, they'll feel mini-sized
Like Napoleon, I tower while I'm on the rise
I'm the Revolution, think I was with Prince's guys
1999 my year of birth, life of the party
Turn that shit up rapping even if I'm kinda lardy
Thoughts processed as I wander through the desert dust
Feeling confident, my homies said that shit's a must
Used to look so ugly in the mirror, but I did adjust
On path to redemption, but the fiends of hell ain't giving up
Winds picking up, I'm like 30 minutes far away
Really wish I made it home so I'd be safe while guitar playing
Hook::
Dust devils, whirlwinds, all around me and
Dirt in my eyes, I can barely see the street then
Dust devils, whirlwinds, hear the sound creeping
Tryna get home before I'm lost all weekend
Verse 2:
30 miles per hour, that's the gust I'm fighting
Feel like Boreal is tryna kill me, or Poseidon
Winds felt like a tide with the level of resistance
Feel like Hercules, cause I gotta go the distance
No ohms less I'm listening to Buddhist chants
This wind cannot best me, I'm the man, not gonna lose again
I made my own blueprint, I'm a druid with the nature
So blasts of air won't carry me away today, no way sir
The music playing on my airpods all I got
Along with the time to stare at screens and start to jot
Another creation, one step closer to greatness
Seen a lot more people tryna put me on their playlist
Mastered all the basics but still train on em like Kobe
Miasma symbiote, mantis feeling like Tobey
See my crib on the horizon, the last leg of my trial
But I love this city, I can't live in denial
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Ectoplasmic
02:31
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Feel like i was Hamsterviel
Running manic on a wheel
Not off a xanny pill
Trazedone instead for real
Pain that really had my near
Living on a different sphere
Stitching soul back from the galaxy often feared
The coffin's here with nails hammered
Mjolnir with the shocking damage
Talking mantis, maybe you can lend an ear
Had my villain arc, now I'm antihero, hella weird
How they don't see a redemption, till I'm dead, I guess it's clear
Insect disrespecting peers heard unexpectedly
They don't wanna mention me, they'd rather dodge the density
Of the drug dependency, and all of that intensity
Analysis of centromeres, they cut off like vasectomy
Hook:
Till I'm ectoplasmic they can't handle how I'm rapping
I can't imagine why, I guess I'm not the latest fashion
I may not be a GOAT, may not be the greatest active
Bashing myself once again, I figured this would happen
Verse 2:
Saw reflection in the mirror, aging from my telomeres
Get in gear, I'm striving to get past the guilt of living here
I don't mean my house I mean the cosmos in entirety
Question whether its man or God who had lied to me
Stayed that way a decade, now my faith restored a blessed state
Smoking a lot less than days of bliss gang blizzard escape
Every moment heightened like the mileage on an Escalade
I'm still in a trendsetter phase, regardless if I'm getting played
I'mma keep on getting paid, living through the escapades
Aiming for a better fate, the praying mantis name regained
To the lord above although we all struggle to say his name
Staring at the Torah next to me, like I should read a page
Got that from a psych of mine, he disappeared, I hope he's fine
I'm not the type to idolize, nor to burn or strike a shrine
Living life assuming it's no lie I was gifted
They call it witchcraft since I lean towards the mystics
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Skit
00:52
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Desert Raider
03:22
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Intro:
You know I made the desert storm, fucking 2 pens or vape and pen. I put everybody on.
Verse:
Desert raider weapon loaded for elimination
Imitations imminently face disintegration
I heard your shit one time, afterwards I never played it
Plagiarists who copy my whole style, why you faking?
You ain't west as me, certainly not besting me
I be in the rye, so nobody's catching me
Tell me where's the lie, I stay honest with my language
I might black out on a track, but drinks don't get me fainting
Powers out? I doubt it you can still feel my vibration
Flowers sprouting next to weeds, I feel a relation
They're so parasitic, bear witness to them tearing me
Probably half the reason I still need therapy
And some medication, present day I'm doing greater
I ain't scared of ghost lights, you're like Tow Mater
I'm david duchovny, constant Californication
Files of an ex, I don't regret but left them fading
Hook:
Desert Storm for a Desert Raider, hella faded
Mixed intoxication, but my body elevated
Know you kinda scared, but don't you get enervated
This a different high, hit 'em both youll feel weightless
Desert Storm for a Desert Raider, hella faded
Mixed intoxication, but my body elevated
Know you're kind of worried, just relax, this shit is safest
Just grab a seat and water, we about to take a daytrip
Verse 2:
Got the nicotine, and raw garden pen on me
Breathe the combination, don't cough till you're red on me
Lay back, reflect, in a while have a great nap
While we're in the city unknown to the state map
Vape mad powerful mixed with some sour dro
Schizo had me shaky, but don't ever think I'll cower though
Even when surrounded by ravens, and the foul crows
Checking on your status, you just felt the second hour go
I devour gummies, with 10 milligrams a sour chew
Hope you're having fun but I'd be doing this without you
Fiending everyday, but it's ok in the CA
Still this job'll test, so I'll say goodbye one day
2024 all my vice won't get ignored
Less gluttonous, spend less for my credit score
Not afraid of the day I end up in a morgue
I just got some boxes on my checklist for before
Bridge:
Desert storm, no Middle East
Munchies for a little feast
Desert Raider, like I'm Tusken
Tattooine toting a musket
Desert storm, out in public
Probably did that in the hundreds
You say it made me a beast
I must be different or something
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Outlaw
01:49
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Verse:
This the Wild West and I feel like Butch Cassidy
Fuck who after me, I'm an outlaw crafting masterpiece
Feel like I'm Lance with dragons, trainers tryna challenge me
I'm not talking Toothless, but ya'll mumble just like Happy Feet
Makaveli, ride with me, ambitions of a shattered priest
Prince among a dozen thieves, martyr-like they labeled me
Based on a true story, ain't a fake or fabrication
Yeah I had a goal but I just passed the destination
Overlapping like tectonic plates, converge at greatness
Slapping myself sober while away on a vacation
Dodging provocations, they don't know me but they hate me
Maybe since my musics always saying that I'm crazy
Tried to stop, I'll probably be like this till pushing daisies
The web broke me, feel like a male Gwen Stacy
Nobody can save me, keep your savior stories
Aviator fly as fuck, directed by Scorsese
I was born inside the cave of Plato's allegory
New concerns of Icarus, the sunlight doesn't faze me
Sundance kid or John Wayne, minus the Gacy
One chance in this corporeal plane, they tryna chase me
Not my bank account, but they say that I'm indebted
Hard to say the breads already spent, my payment method
Was getting rejected, declined at the register
Now I'm living better, off lettuce they said I ain't deserve
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Sandman
02:15
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Intro:
A deep respite
Hook:
Sandman you can't, keep your eyes open
Runes in the dunes, tombs of unspoken
Forbidden chants, of the next homeland
After this realm, when your skulls broken
Verse:
Sprinkled on your eyelid, drifting but no pilot/
Swimming through subconscious mire, wishing I was flying
Skyline diving, into what's most private
What no one can see, but they all hear the silence
Clockwork ultraviolence, Ludovico diet
Orange juice and coffee, so I'm constantly defiant
Scared of the bottomless pit staring back at me
Paired with a golem who sits, we're all crackling
Prepared for degradation most inevitable
Cackling while sinking in the sediment rows
If sleep is the cousin of death, this some fam drama
Mantis been at brinks of death, since I lost my grandmama
I ain't scared to hold a stance, I'm known for pushing boulders
Sensing motives, for the culture like an agar plate
That's my fate
Sisyphus or Atlas weight of worlds on my shoulder
Paralyzed in darkness, dormant demons get discovered
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Fanfare
02:56
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Verse 1:
I'm the main attraction like a lion's sexual selection
Met rejection but I never truly learned the lesson
Hellish specimen, developing my exercise regimen
Nike frees hit sediment, 9 miles a week, it's evident
The slender mantis posted notes like Martin Luther, reverend
And the theses, plan to seize your freedom and expensiveness
Tendrils which unsettle growing from the shadow realm
Dark arts, Robb Stark, red wedding, at your helm
Miasma for a reason and as winter fell this season
The white walkers gave me a reason to stop my freezing
Even with this ice on me, I feel like Bran the warg
Slipping into minds, sure of what I'm standing for
Mounted with two blades, why they call me bannerlord
Treat potential paramours like carnivores, who's scared of more?
Staring forward at my reflection, who even cares, lord?/
Only got myself in this world, you know it's manticore
Hook:
Fanfare for a chance with a fair maiden
I don't look back, now the future is my haven
Fanfare for my last words as I say them
I might freestyle it, no sign of premeditation
Push those thoughts away through meditation, I felt so impatient
Went from working graveyard shift to recognizing my own greatness
I might set it off like Queen Latifah pressing detonation
Sometimes I still think I'm one the greatest of my generation
Verse 2:
Shredder agent fighting teenage mutant ninja half-shell heroes
Past the zero on my energy, replenished by the diesel
Addiction is most feasible, it makes me more agreeable
Dead sea scrolls made God more believable
My body as a vessel and I treat it like a vehicle
Consciousness is just a steering wheel, had to keep control
Fight my schizophrenic voices, try to make some better choices
Desert storms I stopped, still got the pen for when I hit the poison
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Fire In My Eyes
02:48
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Intro:
Welcome to Cal City motherfuckers!
Also known as Bal Bity to some
Know that. Aye lets show 'em
Verse:
I'm friends with a coven, they tend to be cunning
If I see the 12, only time that I'm running
Felt like the Hanged Man, the gallows arcana
So many paths to help me reach Nirvana
Block hot, might get wetted just like a sauna
Cold-blood iguanas might smoke you like ganja
Sweat lead off chronic, you anxious, they cock it
Everywhere I live got some danger, that's honest
So used to west coast, no plans to relocate
Where I'm from we don't waste food, eat the whole plate
No waste unless it's the vodka at my place
Getting us trashed so we still needa hydrate
Wonder if y'all notice my pupils dilate
Wonder if she want a date on a Friday
Lately I've been in a different mindstate
Golden state, built like a bear, can you see my fangs?
Hook:
Fire in my eyes, dang
Danger where my guys hang
I'm not into crime
But to law I don't abide,aye
Opposite Lebowsky, whats under the couch seat?
Probably an o-z
Tucked cozy inside
Verse 2:
Flame in my sight, it's the pack I'm gonna hit
Tryna reach the heights of a modern monolith
Fuck Israel and Zionists for treatment of the Gaza Strip
I may be a Jew but you're all genocidal hominids
Not tryna demean but I'm just saying what I mean
Y'all just set us back like 80 years to Hiroshima
I'm a rhyme schemer, with a deceiving demeanor
I'm not tryna claim that type of hate inside my genus
Some say I'm a genius, others say I'm just a demon
Teleported through a wormhole, like I'm Morgan Freeman
Half life I've been through decay, like Gordon Freeman
Trapped inside the boonies, so I feel like Huey Freeman
Took the route a million times, progressively less scenic
Banality is all I have besides the stars I'm seeing
Reach for constellations, occupationless but breathing
Tryna be a legend, but without a Chrissy Teigen
Bridge:
Look like bowser with a crimson iris
I feel like the wounded Scarlet Ibis
But I won't back down until I'm finished
Need to see the end of this vision
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Hook:
In an infinite plane, tryna prove a point
Heisenberg, uncertain of momentum, what's the point?
I should hang the mic up, I just texted Myka 9
Now I feel like my life is fine
Bitch, I don't recycle lines
Gold in veins but you can't strike the mine
I'm the one contrary to the faces that they idolize
Pint-sized mindset, clogged up my pipeline
Highlights of my life bowls lit at all times
Verse:
Revel in the sunshine, guess I've been done crying
Undine made from teardrops, underwater unkind
She's stuck in my head, fated to perish from my faithlessness
Never been a plagiarist, they thought the accusation fit
Used to keep me caged, till I found a way like Faraday
Never fairweather, blocking electromagnetic waves
All invasive thoughts away, I'm on a Goddard rocket
Fueled by liquor liquid, get withdrawals but no deposit
Broke fiend, no steam left for an effort
Come clean, hid a lot of things like I'm Zephyr
Tales of Arise, I birthed the law of the west wind
I'm still a pedestrian, but I'll have my redemption
Climbing to the precipice from crevices below
Intrepid, I'mma hit the peak and deliver this message
Attempts from you are tepid, see you as expendable
Like Stallone, shouts out to LUNAR, the abyss still beckons
Hook
Verse 2(Myka 9):
Upon the canvas of expanse
Where stars like gems in velvet sky enhance
Unending boundless glance in areas of math its wonders to comprehend
Seek the secrets in its vast design intellect and curiosity combined
Theorems prance equations cosign
A puzzle most divine in euclid's vicinity straight lines stretch afar
Geometric par excellence polygons and angles interlace Mathematical grace calculus unveils its hidden place
Derivatives and integrals in space a glimpse into the grand show
As limits vanish where equations grow in fractals of complexity
Self-same patterns never-ending insights
Mandelbrot's set chaos and order unite
Topology reveals mystic art open to impart connectedness and compactness chart
Cantor's graph to hilbert's grand hotel
The cardinalities and tales they tell
Uncountable dimensions swell numbers never quell
Ponder endless concepts rule in beauty with knowledge to attain on an infinite plane
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13. |
Desolation
01:57
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Refrain:
Desolation x4
Verse:
Hey God, can you hear Miasma praying?
Barren land, I'm forever laying
In my last breath, I make a final wager
Beige tan skin burnt if I don't find a wafer
Grinding for my paper, unwinding with tree acres
Wizardry cures misery, brings company creations
Money ain't the main goal, but I'd like to make more
While dropping art, dank rolled, aged scroll
I'm fried like some chicken with Panko
Katsu curry with Vermont sauce and egg rolls
All I can survive off these days, too dang broke
But I came up since then, guess I changed folk
They say I'm never lacking when it comes to brainfolds
And eyes look like they came from motherfucking Bengals
Was a fallen cherub in City of Angels
Migrated to wasteland, the present Sheol
Hook:
I can't stand this, you can't stand here
You can't handle, you can't manage
This path solo, let no one know
To the unknown, leave no echoes
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Hook:
Never seen a jail, but one right by where I hail
Nighttime sessions everyday, feel evening gale
So high felt I almost found the holy grail
Monty Python, laughing through halls, lets make a deal
Verse 1:
By the porch lights, had the foresight
To get a pre-roll, mini torch lights
Stargazing hazed where the smog don't leave a stain
Off a new strain, galactic crusade
Cassiopeia floats above me with the zodiac
Formation of constellations, what a holy act
Crack open a soda pack, relax where my stoners at?
Bonafide benefactor, ask S.T.O.N.E. wheres the pen he packs
Feel like the men in black, the flash wipes away all the past
I aint in to cover ups, or magazines ever, facts
I'm weathered like I'm Dallas Raines, I'm tethered to a ball and chain
For which I didn't ask, if I did, dismiss the past
I feel so accomplished already, lifes a victory lap
Whiplash like a drummer, rushing you'll get bitch-slapped
JK Simmons, Omni-Man, I'm off the rails
Global guardians get gutted, grotesquely frail
Verse 2(Tokyo Cigar):
Buried friends
And set trends
Stoneface mend
Never bend
Seen a stranger in a friend
Legacy ends
Life tends
To surf waves
We rolled haze
Navigate the maze
Chick kept telling me
There's drama with her family
Motherfucking Bonfire of the vanities
Mushroom candy
Kept it handy
Spilling the brandy
On a portable cemetery
The occupants are legendary
The fact they gone kinda scary
Keep me weary
Stone sanctuary
Cobblestone roads.
Tiger vs the toad
Wide load
Days explode
Nights reload
Fuck my lady to depeche mode
Staying on code
Past corrode
Present showed
Stop the implode
Call my sister to build
Call my fam to chill
Exercise my will
Siren song shrill
Pay the till
Kill the iice grill
BBD was ill
Smoke a lot not the type to pop pills
Follow drills
Gotta build
Destroy what's revealed
To be poisonous
laughing boisterous
Roses and thorns was in store for us
And that was enough
Life don't owe us
Living plush
We owe life whatever the fuck
We scrape up
With the days that it grace us
Matter change form and replace us
Time traced us
Brutus and ceaser
karmas a diva
Life's bitch I believe her
Pipe it down jungle fever
She caught a seizure
Encyclopedia
Multi media
Satellite receiver
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15. |
Outro
02:32
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Mantis The Miasma California
A musical artist who explores the many themes of life and death. Mantises are often depicted at the intersection of this transition. UCLA 2021.
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