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John and I are both deeply inspired
By the music of the 1960s
We stand in the shadow of
Timeless and monumental artists like
The Beatles and Stevie

shawty looking blush like a rudolph
I pull out the lot rue paul the drag race
Swear all i'm bout is the bag chasin
Demons they all on my back nigga
It's

for the annual shit
Ex pack got me high like a kite
She was a rookie got caught in the light
I wish her safety
She thought it would last that shit crazy

I got momentum like I'm downhill rollin' on a stolen bike
Killers on the loose, hold them bars how you hold your life
This is action by example, my

deh)
I light it up and touch the sky (huh)
I am getting there and so am i
Just 2 of us must be tonight

Pounds by maself a smoke
Pounds by maself a smoke

Red Eye
Copyright Paul Day 2006

Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul Day

Inside Out
Copyright Paul Day 2006

Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album by Paul

Starlight Revisited
Copyright Paul Day 2006

Considered a Makshow project but in fact the album 1+1=2 was the first home recorded and produced album

one a listen. It's the closest that Paul has come to producing something in the vein of Americana Country

hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather

Paul
Turned my life around
And stopped, ‘cause it hurts
Dear Paul,
It’s still summer like in 2004
But now our nostrils are sore
High by the lake shore

some daawa
Fucc that Nigga
Boys wey dey ask bout Fii ne ne girl
Ɛyε odo asem so I can't really tell
In bed it's like we in a hell in a cell
No cap Abena

people fall
I'm throwed like Paul wall
Keep my focus on call
Gotta keep my balance gyroscopic
Power action that's atomic
Y'all stay fastened and lethargic

They don't even really wanna see me make it
I can smell the make love ain't no hand shaking
Man they hoping Ima fall but ima ball like Chris Paul

high as a bee
I can't stand i stand up for myself
'cause I know I'm a man

Can't stand up by myself 'cause
The lean got me dead he don't like alcohol
But

hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about

I'm the Shawn Michaels of the song cycle
The Paul Bearer of the Small Era
Bout to start a reign of terror
Like Trips in oh two
And crossing me is

all black like the omen
Kim said it, yup, BIG wrote it
So I'm feeling like a Greek God when I quote it
Lightyears ahead, but I was caught up in

it's a Bentley Spur
Trade the Porsche for a Ferrari Spider
Her body fire, so we headed to Turks
Right by the fire, I'd be a liar if I said this could

What up, Vezz? What? Okay, yeah
KrispyLife (Damn, Paul, you killed this one)
(It's with a K, dumbass, Iced Up Records)

I know Don sick, I sold him

This Is Family

Fabolous

How to Be an MC, Vol. 45: Instrumentals

2007

up
There's only one legend alive
The rest you gotta dig up
You acting like it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your

Holy Key

Betty Wright

Major Key

2016

either way I'mma take it, just like it's fuckin' taxes
No wonder I'm on fire, I done been to Hell and back bitch
Lately I been living life in detachment

to take the pain away
When I'm just getting by couple
Million for a rainy day
Off season but I practice like
I got a game today
And everybody ain't gon'

Alchemy
Turning stuff into gold you see
Then sell it on for the GLC

Em Why Ess Tee Eye Kay Ay to the Ell
Like Paul McKenna I'll put you under my spell
Gold