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Sweet Darling

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Young God (ft. JaiDaDemon) (prod.MoneyFaygo)

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"We Are Friends For Eternity!" was written to celebrate the Life after the Death of my Dearest Friend ever; Bob Hill!

We Are Friends For Eternity
Words and Music: Louis Schulte 2.22.22 

We met at the foot of Machado Street.
Near the Lake where the sun always shined.
Golden State in that time was a special place
Sixties style on its own lit the sky
Revolution was the cry of our dynasty
Rock and Roll was the soundtrack of our lives
  
We are Friends for eternity 
Best of Friends every day of your life
My heart cries Every time that I think of you
And the light ever bright in your eyes


You were strong you protected me from the worst of things 
Like a brother I admired your LionHeart   
Sticks and Stones may break bones but the spirits free
And yours soared off the charts through the sky 
Though the Call of the wild held us in suspense 
I see you even though we said good-bye

We are Friends for eternity 
Best of Friends every day of your life
My heart cries Every time that I think of you
And the light ever bright in your eyes



  © Copyright 2022 Louis Schulte

We Are Friends For Eternity 2.20.22 Mix

Spoken in Hush Tones

This track has some beautiful bass-lines, drum patterns, and much more. XXX Trappa is such a versatile track fans of all genres will love it and want to check out more of Lord Dread's Music.

XXX Trappa

UFO Undercover W Joe Montaldo Tonights Topic a day and a decade in the life of a young abductee Oct 26 2016

UFO Undercover W Joe Montaldo Tonights Topic A Day And A Decade In The Life Of A Young Abductee

Chasing Prophecy Radio where we disuse anything beyond the scope of normal. Nothing is off limits. guest Mike Bara first hour second hour Dr. Turi

Chasing Prophecy Radio where we disuse anything beyond the scope of normal. Nothing is off limits.

The Outer Realm Welcomes With Honour, Captain Paul Watson, March 2nd, 2022

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yeah) (Uh-huh) (Let's Go!)

[Chorus]
Nigga talkin’ like he trap—fuck that cap, where them racks? (Where they at?)
I ain't tryna rap, I'm tryna cook this slab, break it back (Break it down!)
Dirty skillet, fork spin it, hoodie on, I’m with the shit (Brrra!)
Mean grill, got the blick—fuck you starin’ at, lil bitch? (Pow!)
White tee, black mask, walkin' like I own the block (Yeah!)
I ain’t never need no stage, nigga, I just need my Glock (Let’s go!)
Hatin’ on my age? I was thirteen movin' weight (Real trap!)
Ain’t no profile in them books, just that stick I let it quake (Boom!)

[Verse 1]
Calculator full of digits, fuck I look like usin' sense? (Fuck you mean?)
I just double-counted chicken, wrap it tight, then hit the fence (Skrrt!)
Broski posted by the door, he swing it wide, I grip the pole (Grip it!)
Niggas snitchin' on they folks, we duck the law, we play it cold (Shh...)
Dirty money in my pocket, I can't fold it if I tried (Nah)
All them threats be on the net, in real life, them niggas hide (Pussy!)
Taught to hustle, never beg—bitch, I learned that from my block (Straight up!)
MAC blow like a tuba, knock a soul outta his socks (Boom boom!)
Don’t confuse me with no rapper, I’m a killer in disguise (Pow!)
I ain't sign not one agreement—trap my label, this my life (On God!)

[Pre-Chorus]
(Trigger clickin') (Feds lurkin’)
Why he nervous? (Shh—move perfect)
Junkie twitchin’, what he purchasin’?
We got bows and we got Percys in (Uh!)
Ain’t no curtains when we slide, you see them beams before you die
We ain't scared, we glorify—niggas die, we let it fly (Let it fly!)

[Chorus]
Nigga talkin’ like he trap—fuck that cap, where them racks? (Where they at?)
I ain't tryna rap, I'm tryna cook this slab, break it back (Break it down!)
Dirty skillet, fork spin it, hoodie on, I’m with the shit (Brrra!)
Mean grill, got the blick—fuck you starin’ at, lil bitch? (Pow!)
White tee, black mask, walkin' like I own the block (Yeah!)
I ain’t never need no stage, nigga, I just need my Glock (Let’s go!)
Hatin’ on my age? I was thirteen movin' weight (Real trap!)
Ain’t no profile in them books, just that stick I let it quake (Boom!)

[Verse 2]
I got scars across my knuckles, I was punchin’ through them locks (Facts!)
Used to weigh it with no scale, just feel the zip inside the socks (Hefty!)
Fuck a badge, fuck a badge—niggas wired, we pull tags (Boom boom boom!)
Choppa blow like trumpets loud, now his homie wear his rag (Red dot!)
I been evil since a shorty, had no hero, had no light (Nah)
Saw my OG stretch a forty, taught me how to make it right (Turn that stove!)
Fent' mixed in the Sprite, this ain’t lean, it’s do or die (Wooh!)
You get smoked before you blink, nigga, this that 843 vibe (Pow pow!)
Catch a stain, don’t say a word, just switch the fit and change the ride (Skrrt!)
Better pray, this ain’t no game, bitch we bangin’ nationwide (On God!)

[Outro]
(PMO Music)
(Shh—move in silence) (Brrra!) (843, this that pressure nigga!)

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