Lyrics:
car, then
Tagged him with the skull and bones, cause he be soften
Hollow like a head without no brains inside
And his girl was so damn small, you had
the end so say
I be winner
Protected by Jehovah
My shield and my provider
Na my designer
I be winner
Protected by Jehovah
My shield and my provider
Na
some sand buried him in that land
Now I understand his way
Just another wall separates our souls
One that we must all meet one day
I can see him
though the years roll by, my love will carry on
Oh I must not tear his soul; surely he must know
That it's gonna hurt me so
But I'll have to let him
though the years roll by, my love will carry on
Oh I must not tear his soul; surely he must know
That it's gonna hurt me so
But I'll have to let him
raised him
They thought that I was Satan
But I remained the same jitt
Bitch who you think you playing with
This must be the Matrix
Cause don't it feel
gave it my all on the way to my grave, and if somewhere along the way I'm placed in your playlist or givin' a couple solar rays to your day I'll be
Imma musician
They cap in raps all that shit it be Friction
Fuck is he saying he must be Stupid
Chilling laid back tryna stay on My coo shit
Fans
If you knew how many times I
Judge a profile picture just to pass my day by
You'd probably think I'm a stalker
Baby, can I be your stalker?
And now
Ray's guitar broke. No, we won't play Rawhide, won't play anything.
We'll play the theme from the Dinah Shore show.
Who wants to be Dinah Shore?
Blockwork TV
CHI
Eyes don't eye
Bop Bop Bop
Ri
It's kosfinger baby
Yo
I'm with blockwork told him to give me a min for me to just flip this
Scars
Words and music by Ray Boltz
I heard Him call my name
He said I've come to save you
But I was so ashamed
I turned to walk away
He reached
with a red robe on ·
(hold on) · this must be a dream · it's Chief Justice Supreme Judge ·
Elohim · I'm feelin' sick like disease ·
cause in His court we
Without being defeatist
A ray of sunshine when it's bleakest, bleakest, bleakest
A ray of sunshine when it's bleakest
Rollin, grindin, other side
thought into the letter but the sooner the better
To get your right hand man back
It must be nice, it must be nice
To have Washington on your side
It
But ingress to its concealed depths was denied me by a partial collapse of the age old edifice's stone ceiling
Excavation is evidently impossible, lest
Justice must be born there's no escape
'Cause a snake can't be reformed so I wait
Comin' in the name to proclaim your fame for protection
And you don't
I dirty
etched by reason of this long journey
I'm someone good from you can be around this yo
So much time you have to learn to live with it
still offended 'cause I'm a retard
He tryna be hard, we tryna be safe
By making it hard for you to create
Niggas that heard of me fight and debate
I
Yeah, this is the story
Of wealth, cash, whips, chips, bitches and blunts
Must be the good life right?
Check this yo
I got a call from my girl
Ah, yes, your boss and who is that?
It's him
Sorry, did I hear you right?
Here to sing
Tomorrow night?
I'm afraid there must be some mistake
high on flakka
You must be jacked up on Mojo
You are acting out and loco
Somebody please give him some milk
When you around stupid carry some milk
(Yeah)
kind of dig his style, it's pretty contagious
Man them groupies prolly doing him all kind of favors
I mean, it's gotta be absolutely outrageous
Well,
you must understand
You can't let the chance
To love him pass you by
Tell him
Tell him that the sun and moon
Rise in his eyes
Reach out
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