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and Music by James Michael Stevens
 2020 James M Stevens Music ASCAP

scary now
Wait a minute - what was that
Everything is scary now
No, but really, what was that

Who's that phantom floating by the door
Why's that hand

Soulmate Intro
Written by: Melanie Andrews, Michael Angelo-Saulsberry,Andre Roberson

(Sometimes we fail)
Let love back through
(Sometimes we

Please, enjoy your stay
At the Rosewood London
Woah, have you seen this place?
This is crazy, quite all right
And I think I just saw Julia Michaels

life
Trynna flip a pill nigga
Six years in prison
Got a visit from Devin
Used to chillin in the house
By the 7-11
Do you really wanna know about a nigga

catch fire
My name no be Michael but I'm looking dapper
If una no gimme Hennessey I no go join the cypher

Olorun for the rap game na me be the alpha
Moti

Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there in silver underwear
Claude Rains was

know I know (Facts)
Wrist dance, Michael (Facts)
I go psycho (Psy')
Dice roll, 5 0 (Yeah)
Might go pyro
Might call side hoe
She smokes loud on (Can I see

all she wanna do is smoke the gasoline
We been in Miami-Dade County like a tangerine
Creeping through to the night like its Michael Myers' Halloween

Raphael and Michael are not only in the Bible
Archangels all around us I'm looked over by disciples

If there was 12 who was 13, it was Jesus Christ
Then

pullers by the score
It's the only place that country folk and dubs get along
Cos they're all so feckin hammered happy out and singing along

After

react to criticism cos they
Have no idea
Dey your dey make I dey my day
I bring light to this shit like
Michael Faraday

I make it lit like thank God it's

like Michael Jordan
I'll spit on it bitch
Scratch your itch
Like a dog's fleas
Ya talk mean but lean back
And take a thumbtack and nail it to a snail

How did we end up here?
Two souls at the cross roads
Got me feeling like a stranger in Moscow
Had me walking on the moon like Michael
Twisted my

Cuts deep, cuts deep
Unstable type shit, yo
Got the box cutter by my side like sweeney todd
No matter how much you try, you can't be me, god
No

Talking thru him what she say (What he say)
Stabbed by my back ya he fake
That boy gay say he straight (Ha Gay)
Eating crow like its on yo plate

Ima run

You bombaclaat this is a BLOONSQUADD production
I'm from oblock and im going to take down all the opps
I spun a opp down with all of this fire

well
Rats are everywhere so always keep that shit yourself

Foreal Forreal

I'm spittin allegories epilogues and omni scriptures
Vivid brush strokes

the world will just offer me all of these
Verbal murder leave 'em grieving even bleeding
Bruising like the got hit by Batman Michael Keeton
Dealing with

I'm starting to give up hope on the earth
Can't you see all this hurt
Black Lives Matter
Police brutality and it seems like no one cares
For our

Fishing with the dancers
While you're in Paris and I'm in Francis
Michael in South Dakota
He almost showed us how to be you
You're good at everything

And just know any lick I hit I did it by myself
These Nîggas pussy really telling on they self
I'm in her pussy swimming just like Michael Phelps
These

No this is not a song nor this project Is a cry for help
I just get drowned in my own mind Not good as michael phelps
This ego standing tall, shit i

'cause you wear a badge
I know my skin white, but this time on the track
I'm using my voice to stand up for our blacks
And our browns, and the Georges,