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Verse 1 


Let the sun blaze
Free 
finally uncaged
Catching rays
In the heat
Of these summer days
Move your feet
To the beat
when the rhythm

stay.
A day without you, it feels so long,
In this silence, I sing our song.

Verse 2:
The flowers bloom, but their colors fade,
In this solitude, my

it up, potnah tell me who ya see
Young J-O-C, yeah that's me
Twenty-eight G's, on my feet twenty-three's

[Chorus]

[Outro]
I'm on that Patron, so gone

In the freshness of spring, where we open our hearts.
With every ray of sunshine and every gentle breeze,
We’re captured by the magic of the blooming

confusing then that puppy love
Call it a sick day
Endless by the sea
Loneliness is the new wave
Fiasco without the lupe
Bruce Lee with all that funk sway
Like

What's Real

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Chief Boot Knocka

1994

Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt

as the scene is set at a cozy seaside café.)

Verse 1:
Golden rays dance on the sea,
We’re here together, just you and me.
At the café by the shore,
Where time

bangin don't fake the funk
Keep it real motherfucka stay gansta'd up

[Verse 2:Goldie Loc]
It's goin down motherfuckaz like dat
Sounds like Battlecat been

to Mary J, babe with the real love

Young jefe, you can call me boss hog
See me creeping in the night? that’s my day job
That Astro, Manila heartthrob
2

Ray Dudley
I'm a shark in the ocean surrounded by guppies
If I sent that bitch a dick pic, then she's lucky
I be dubbing hoes and I got some of 'em mad

awry and astray (oh-oh-oh),
You appear, making it all feel so right (so ri-i-i-ight).

Verse 2
The ordinary now an extraordinary ballet,
As the world

Is you ready? 
Back by popular demand
Murderous specialist tactics 
Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice 
Niggas ain't ready for this
Niggas

You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"

I'm not a cocky person by nature

Scaff, be cocky for her!

rhythms of my mind
Turn my sorrow into rage
From tears on the page
To torn page
Burning page
I'm a mage
Satellite rays
Burn it up
Hose it down
Frame by

Borough Check

Digable Planets

Blowout Comb

1994

tapes, yeah, forever

Yo word
Yo one fro the trouble
Two for the time
Three fro the rumble
Four for the rhyme
Do that crooklyn shit style all the time

“23h 45m” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit

Intro-
15, 15 minutes
Who’s countin’, who’s countin’

Verse 1-
(One) Minute number one you’re in such disbelief
‘Cause

Feels like the third day
Though there's so much sun rays 
Day five of the week got sun rays
Thursday 
Feels like the third day
Though there's so much sun

and switch my kicks like P.J. Tuck
I just walk inside the club and see yo' bitch, I made her look
I just walked down on that hoe and said, "what's up" and now

sweaty
In her eyes, I can see that lil' mama been ready
Hold my dick, doin' biz' with Liz Claiborne
Politics, I been rich, so I can pay for it
Dr. J in

together. Smoking cigarettes, posting selfies by the wall; Trolling ALARA. A leap of faith, achieving multiple delusional desires; 
Feel it in your veins.

softly, a lullaby,
As we watch the day kiss the sky goodbye.

Chorus:
By the shore, with you, I feel so free,
Your love’s the only thing I need.
The ocean’s

a golden ray,
I find a peace that I’ve been dreaming of,
In the quiet moments, I’m surrounded by love.

Verse 1:
The sky’s a canvas of tranquil blue,
Birds

Chorus 2:
Hold be baby, kiss me girl
can't you hear I'm screaming
eat me honey, stay by side
can you see I need you

(Musical bridge 2)

Chorus 3:
Hold be

money and burnin' the J's (POTS)
Roppin' new music and countin' the plays
Back in the day I would smoke by the eighth (BNM)
Now I be smokin' the shit that