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Voyage to Soular Rock
03:33
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Tell me, do you wanna go?
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Ghosts
03:48
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Ladies and Gentlemen: we are currently under siege by a phantasmic phenomenon. There is no need to be alarmed, just prepared, as early detection is the key!
I see smiling faces
With deceptive eyes and extended hands.
Ghosts blend into the crowd.
Turn your back, they try to grab your coins.
Parasitic trapazoids, hollow on the inside and coming from all angles.
Bloody Mary lurks behind and it’s been some time since she got some love.
Misery and company steady stick together like a band of false prophets,
Evangelizing lonely souls, exploiting minds to meet their ends.
Friend or foe, it’s all the same: bitter synonyms for the spice of betrayal.
Bloody Mary still lurking behind, talking ‘bout it’s been a while since she got some love
...And you looking real good right about now.
Hey, we don’t play.
Duppy Conquering is just a part of our day.
If you ain’t down for a battle better be on your way,
Cuz we the type of people keeping Casper at bay.
Hey, we don’t play.
Duppy Conquering is just a part of our day.
If you ain’t down for the struggle better be on your way,
Cuz we the type of people keeping Casper at bay.
Boogie monster in the closet.
Gremlins under beds.
Don’t get into your life until they get into your head.
They get you for your money.
They get you for your friends.
Aww, they get you get you get you
Then they get you all again.
Better get your Ecto-goggles ready.
It’s real. It ain’t pretend.
Get your Plasma Blaster loaded
And start going ‘gainst the trend
Of all these snaking suckers stuntin
and not knowing where they tread.
Step on toes, gotta go. All the rest can go unsaid.
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Bullets
03:49
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Rat- tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
When you hear knock-knock.
How it be in these days and times. When they bullets break flesh they don’t name the crime.
Knock-knock.
Caught up in the mix with no retreat. And then the trigger get’s pulled and his mama weeps.
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
Mama, Mama why they wanna come and test me?
Call upon Nat Turner and Sojourner to protect me
Cause i done seen some thangs
And i done heard the screams.
And now i’m caught up in this war.
This what they living for.
Bullets pierce the night, taking life, and leaving grieving souls.
Sign of the times, it seems.
Bind of the mind, i mean,
It’s like the writing’s on the wall,
But we can’t read it all.
Bullets taking flight, dreams is kites and all the wind is gone.
And all the wind is gone.
Cold night, throat tight.
Feel the urge to run when you see them blue lights.
Hand on they gun when they see that you might
And they steady having fun when they playin with your life,
Right?
Power be a Glock Nine and a smile.
“Settle down, cuz you here for a while.
i don’t care who you are, what you do, or if you headed home to chill with your child.
We got bi’nisss.
You know the deal: Hands up against the wall.
Don’t stand too tall or you all gonna fall.
Then you all gonna crawl like the dogs that you are
So go’head, boy, stand real tall.”
Now, now, now
That’s how it be in these days and time
When they bullets break flesh they don’t name the crime
And our families stay stressed with no peace of mind.
Walking on the ledge with no safety line.
When you hear knock-knock on the door.
Look down, see blood on the floor.
Beast outside on the search for more.
No sign, no time, no talk. Just rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
Beef cook hot on the summer streets
Cause when the times be hard, gotta grind to eat,
You gotta find the meat or go find a seat
before you run up on a cat who don’t mind the heat.
And then he run up on a cat when the timing’s sweet.
Gun to his head, piss finds his feet.
Caught up in the mix, got no retreat.
Then the trigger gets pulled and his mama weeps
Every day. Same thing.
Got the biggest gun. Smallest heart.
Bullet ring ring.
Make the biggest brotha fall apart.
It’s a damn shame.
Thinking killing is a form of art.
Fighting in a battle that you lost before you even start.
Man, you ain’t busting on your real enemies.
For real.
When you hear knock-knock on the door.
Look down, see blood on the floor.
Beast outside on the search for more.
No sign, no time, no talk. Just rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
If i should die before i wake
i hope you righteous souls find your escape.
It’s like the life we lead, it seals our fate.
Walking the path of love in this world of hate.
So now we caught up in this war.
This what they living for.
Bullets taking flight, dreams is kites and all the wind is gone.
The writing’s on the wall
And now we see it all.
Bullets pierce the night, taking life, but we retrieving souls.
But we retrieving souls.
When you hear knock-knock on the door.
Look down, see blood on the floor.
Beast outside on the search for more.
No sign, no time, no talk. Just rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat
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5. |
Soular Pebble
00:30
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Sun trickle through the window pain
And shines down on your face
Morning’s here. Time for you to leave
And go on ‘head about your way
The worst part of you leaving
Is your scent stuck in these sheets,
Left to taunt me in my loneliness
A misery so sweet
We loved each other this weekend
And it was real
We loved each other this weekend
But now you’re gone
And i’m alone.
Sunday lovin turns to Monday blues
And i’m left here to sing the facts
In the many keys of solitude
That i’ll be singing ‘til you’re coming back.
Oh, there’s no better place for you to be
than right here by my side.
Nowhere better to receive the love
That only i provide.
We loved each other this weekend
And it was real
We loved each other this weekend
But now you’re gone
And i’m alone.
Oh, baby, you know this is crazy
Living lost in the maze of this maybe
This back and forth got me going out of my mind
i’ll take a weekend if it’s all i can get
It’s all you want, cause it’s all you’ve seen yet
How long we gonna toe this line?
We loved each other this weekend
And it was real
We loved each other this weekend
But now you’re gone
And i’m alone.
But now you’re gone
And i’m alone.
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7. |
Fly
04:27
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Stars at the tip of your finger,
Galaxies in your hand.
Fly high, time travel with a passport,
Moving just cause you can.
Fear ain’t nothing but a memory.
Doubt ain’t nothing but a word.
Here, living free is the tendency.
No other thought pattern occurs.
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
Wings get stronger with use,
But caution replaces youth.
The ground seems far away
The fall so long, we’d rather stay
Where the buildings block out the sunlight
And we lost control of our time.
Even though our just lives they don’t run right,
The comfort makes it all seem fine
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
There was a man who flew too close to the sun.
He got his wings burned up. That’s where his story begun.
Plummet down to the ground and he started to run
Anywhere tryna escape from the place he had come.
What’s the place he was from? He wouldn’t utter the name.
Kept himself busy tryna forget the pain.
Yo it’s a shame what they do just to avoid theyself.
Wonder while they wander and they squander they wealth
Now he a eagle mongst the chickens,
Swan amongst the ducks.
Go against your nature and you challenging your luck,
But if you flow within your nature, where you flowing’s only up.
When you get to where you’re going you’ll be going with a strut.
Yo, don’t you know aliens dwell among the stars?
Know who i are? A alien who fell so far.
I’m a alien who fell so far.
Know who you are? An alien who fell so far.
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
Just fly, take flight. You can fly.
Stars at the tip of your finger,
Galaxies in your hand.
Fly high, time travel with a passport,
Moving just cause you can.
Fear ain’t nothing but a memory.
Doubt ain’t nothing but a word.
Here, living free is the tendency.
No other thought pattern occurs.
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8. |
Sun Come Up
03:20
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i can hear the rooster crowing
Said it won’t be long
i can hear the rooster crowing
Said it won’t be long
When the sun comes up, i’ll be gone
Whoa, the night time give me trouble,
But the morning easy my mind
Said the night time gives me trouble,
But the morning ease my mind.
When the sun come up i know everything’ll be fine
They got me feeling like a stranger
In this place they tell me’s home.
They got me feeling like a stranger
In this place they tell me’s home
i’m in a room full of people, but still i’m all alone
And now i hear my mama calling,
Calling on the phone.
i hear my mama calling,
Yeah, she’s calling on the phone.
She tell me, “son, there comes a time when you got to move on.”
So now my bags is packed and ready,
Time for me to get gone.
i said my bags is packed and ready,
Time for me to get gone.
i’ve been quiet too long. i’ve got to sing my song
i can hear the rooster crowing
Said it won’t be long.
Oh, i can hear the rooster crowing
Said it won’t be long.
When the sun comes up, i’ll be gone
i’ve been quiet too long. i’ve got to sing my song.
When that sun comes up, i’ll be gone
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9. |
Gratitude
02:30
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